Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Pym David Mathew Cook

I met vet Tom in the main street this morming. I shook his hand and congratulated him on the birth of his first child. Tom was ecstatic telling me about his son who was born on the 7th. I'd noticed an 'It's a Boy' sign in the clinic's window a couple of days ago.

He and wife Kath are both vets and, and as Tom said, are not much good at anything except being vets, at which, he said humbly, they're reasonably good. It was so strange for them to come home with the new baby and look at each other and say, "What do we do now?" It reminded me so much of being a new parent all those years ago and the wonderment and excitement of a new person in your house.

We've had three days of georgeous gentle spring weather and I took my blood pressure this morning and it's fine. When I tested it recently it was more than a little high which worried me as I hate the thought of going to doctors for prescriptions and chemists for pills and all the time reaching for the wallet. I went off my cholesterol and BP pills a year ago and don't want to go back. I'm sure the answer is to keep walking and don't stress about anything. And go easy on the grog.

P.S. GemFred did a lovely job of Christian's drive. It was a large excavation really as it's quite a drop from the block to the road, about 1.5m, but the new drive has a gentle sweeping camber and a lot of the spare earth was spread evenly along the front to make it look like it's going to be well cared for as time passes.

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