As I've mentioned in an earlier blog post on here, the way I have to order my repeat prescription is changing. From September I won't be able to merely ring Lloyd's in Sainsbury's and give them the order for medications, which will then be electronically sent to Ashfield Medical Centre for the doctor to then return the relevant prescription which will be then sent back to Lloyd's for them to then actually make up the prescription. You can always take your order directly to the surgery and put it in the box on the reception desk and it is supposed to be ready for collection within 48 hours, the order then being sent via electronic means to your chosen pharmacy, mine being Lloyd's, but it should be easier, with an internet connection, to order through the Ashfield website. Well, in theory, yes, but in practice, not easy.
I had to get a new password and went to the surgery yesterday morning with identity, my photo driving licence, proof of address on my bank statement and Council Tax documentation and I was given a printed-out letter with a new password. But when I got home and attempted to set this up on-line (I have a feeling I already had an account but I have never used it.) it simply refused to work and after a couple more attempts to re-set the password, I gave up. Does it mean I have to go back to Ashfield Medical Centre and get a new password? Probably, yes, but I don't have a lot of faith that the system will work.
(Monday) On Friday Phil and Robert came to give the grass another cut. Unfortunately, the mower Phil bought wouldn't start. Something to do with the 'pull' mechanism. Robert cut some of the back lawn (grass plot, not lawn!) with the trimmer and Phil had the idea of using my electric mower to cut the grass, but it turned out that the plastic cutters were missing, or just worn down. The state of the shed where this is kept is deteriating by the minute. It's beyond repair. It leaks, or must do, because the roof is falling in and our beloved landlord doesn't care less. He should be responsible for such repairs but I think his bank balance if far more important than any necessary repairs. Anyway, Phil managed to improvise cutters/blades by attaching fishing line and it worked! I have a pack of these plastic blades, but I hunted high and low and couldn't find it, so we were left with the fishing line alternative.
Yesterday we had the South African Braai at church. I'm not sure how many people were there, but it was quite busy and we had to queue around the cafe area to get the food. I think there may have been quite a few neighbours who came along as a lot of faces I didn't recognise, although, going to the first of the two Sunday services I don't always see new people who only go to the second service at 11.15 so I may start going to the second service just to get to know some new people. You see lot during the interval between services, when coffee and tea is served, so I may go to this service when we go back to two services from this Sunday.
It's August Bank Holiday Monday and the sun is shining! I thought it good excuse to give Alfie a bath. I have to make sure he doesn't get out into the garden once he's been bathed as I know he has a tendency to roll and it would defeat the object of a bath if he then goes and gets dirty again! I shut the patio doors into the garden and ran the water so it was warm enough but not too deep. I can never work out whether he likes it or not. He does make a fuss when he first goes in, but once you start shampooing him, I rather think he enjoys it. Anyway, as I write this (at 11.15a.m.), he's laying on the sofa next to me, giving me a look as if to say 'what next?' Let's be honest, it's far too hot to go out as I don't fancy getting too hot as it's not such a good idea if you have a heart health problem.
So, I did some washing . . . if it's going to be hot, surely it would dry quickly, and, sure enough, it did. Have to take advantage of the weather and not leave it when it's likely the weather is going to change and be wet.
I had to get a new password and went to the surgery yesterday morning with identity, my photo driving licence, proof of address on my bank statement and Council Tax documentation and I was given a printed-out letter with a new password. But when I got home and attempted to set this up on-line (I have a feeling I already had an account but I have never used it.) it simply refused to work and after a couple more attempts to re-set the password, I gave up. Does it mean I have to go back to Ashfield Medical Centre and get a new password? Probably, yes, but I don't have a lot of faith that the system will work.
(Monday) On Friday Phil and Robert came to give the grass another cut. Unfortunately, the mower Phil bought wouldn't start. Something to do with the 'pull' mechanism. Robert cut some of the back lawn (grass plot, not lawn!) with the trimmer and Phil had the idea of using my electric mower to cut the grass, but it turned out that the plastic cutters were missing, or just worn down. The state of the shed where this is kept is deteriating by the minute. It's beyond repair. It leaks, or must do, because the roof is falling in and our beloved landlord doesn't care less. He should be responsible for such repairs but I think his bank balance if far more important than any necessary repairs. Anyway, Phil managed to improvise cutters/blades by attaching fishing line and it worked! I have a pack of these plastic blades, but I hunted high and low and couldn't find it, so we were left with the fishing line alternative.
Yesterday we had the South African Braai at church. I'm not sure how many people were there, but it was quite busy and we had to queue around the cafe area to get the food. I think there may have been quite a few neighbours who came along as a lot of faces I didn't recognise, although, going to the first of the two Sunday services I don't always see new people who only go to the second service at 11.15 so I may start going to the second service just to get to know some new people. You see lot during the interval between services, when coffee and tea is served, so I may go to this service when we go back to two services from this Sunday.
It's August Bank Holiday Monday and the sun is shining! I thought it good excuse to give Alfie a bath. I have to make sure he doesn't get out into the garden once he's been bathed as I know he has a tendency to roll and it would defeat the object of a bath if he then goes and gets dirty again! I shut the patio doors into the garden and ran the water so it was warm enough but not too deep. I can never work out whether he likes it or not. He does make a fuss when he first goes in, but once you start shampooing him, I rather think he enjoys it. Anyway, as I write this (at 11.15a.m.), he's laying on the sofa next to me, giving me a look as if to say 'what next?' Let's be honest, it's far too hot to go out as I don't fancy getting too hot as it's not such a good idea if you have a heart health problem.
So, I did some washing . . . if it's going to be hot, surely it would dry quickly, and, sure enough, it did. Have to take advantage of the weather and not leave it when it's likely the weather is going to change and be wet.
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