Tuesday.11.50 a.m. Today is the 16th anniversary of my first heart attack in 2006. Probably not something I am going to forget, and most of the details are permanently etched on my mind, as you might imagine.
At last! The workmen have arrived and are currently tearing out the old door. Generally vandalizing the whole entrance to the flat. Never mind, it won't take long. I have had to keep Alfie and myself firmly inprisoned in the lounge, with the door closed. Alfie is currently watching the goings-on with interest, but I prefer it that way, because if he gets out, goodness knows what he would do. I think it's because he likes his routine and doesn't like change.
2.45 p.m. The door is in place. They have done the surrounds, including a glass panel. A good deal narrower than the old window. Now all that remains is a lock and catch, and thankfully it will be completely finished very soon.
4.20 p.m. The door is finished! All the sawdust and rubbish has gone. I was given a demonstration of the lock. They have to replace the glass in the side window, which has a rather nasty crack in it, but apart from that, it's done and definitely better than the old door. The workman is coming back to oil the surrounds of the door because it's raw timber and hasn't been painted and oil will preserve the timber and change the colour somewhat.
Wednesday. 6.25 a.m. It's a bright and sunny morning and we've been out as usual. Good start to the day.
I emailed Camphill yesterday, asking whether they still have to use face masks. I got a response, yes, at the moment, they are following current guidelines, but they may stop using them soon. I hope so because I miss going there, and I had built up such good relationships with the guys and gals. Not only that, but I just can't work for around 6 hours with a face covering on as it's unpleasant, makes my face hot, and you can't communicate properly. I'll just have to wait for the clearance before I can return. Just have to wait and see.
10.10 a.m. Some kindly soul has very thoughtfully broken some glass along the path Alfie and I traverse as we approach the crossing onto Oldbrook Green. I mention this ironically because broken glass is dangerous to both humans and dogs. I have avoided it several times as we've gone back and forth along this stretch of path, so I have avoided it by walking along the grass. But this morning I decided to clear it up and took out my broom, dustpan and brush and a box and spent some time sweeping it up. I managed to collect most of it, but there are still very small shards of glass left, unfortunately, because some of it is very difficult to see and these tiny pieces are the ones that can cause the most damage, probably causing punctures to the tyres of bicycles and could cause real problems if they got into the paws of a dog who walks past. I think, but I'm not entirely sure, but I think this glass came originally from The Cricketers' pub which is over the road directly opposite where the broken glass was. I'm not blaming the publican or any of the staff, but possibly some customers came out with bottles of alcohol and drank it outside and then these bottles got broken when they smashed on the paving slabs which make up the path. They could at least have spent time and effort clearing it up, which wouldn't have taken them long. Just shows the selfishness of some people, who obviously don't think their actions have any consequences, such as puncturing bicycle tyres or injuring a dog.
2.45 p.n. Great as it is to have the front door of my flat replaced (and it is better generally.), I am finding it frustrating entering and leaving because the lock is such that you have to turn the key in different directions before it will open the door. It's not logical, to my way of thinking. I am confident that I will eventually get used to it, but it is incredibly annoying.
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