Crook Eyes

A head cold developed for me on Friday, nasal congestion and and an irritated runny left eye, nothing alarming but one of those things that come and go usually pretty quickly (I hope).

Lib got up yesterday full of energy in the mood to go shopping so her and Gord went to Narre Warren early leaving me to my own company and easy pace. I put a few bets on the neddies at Moonee Valley and Echuca and cleaned out the fireplace while the washing machine did its thing. I couldn't smell the magnificent scent of the flowering sweet pittosporum while I hung it on the line unfortunately because of the head cold.

I cooked up a chilli con carne from the recipe on the back of a tin of hot spicy beans which turned out terrific while I heated a tin of pea and ham soup soup for lunch with the delightful farmhouse sourdough bread, that Gord gets from Aldi, toasted with the soup. All well on a gentle spring day. The concarne is in the fridge to give an easy meal next week.

After lunch I put Lib's electric battery hedge trimmer in the van and went down to Vilma's neighbour's place. We crossed paths walking a few weeks a ago and she told me it was due for a trim. It's only about a forty five minute job but the hedge is almost hard up against the fence between her and Vilma and that side of it needs to be done from Vilma's place and is hard to get at because of the fence so the lady asks me to do it as she knows I'm a friend of Vilma's. I parked in the lady's drive where a large a sweet pittosporum in the centre of the circular drive is in full flower. Again I couldn't smell it but it looked so beautiful giving a rain forest feel as the lower branches have all been removed and the canopy extends out and down. It would be an excellent windbreak and shade provider in hot weather was my thought.

I went home and did some gardening,clearing some thick wire grass and weeds, including sweet pittosporum seedlings which need to be removed every year or two if you have mature ones that drop seed like I do, or they will take over after a period of years and nothing else will be there. By the time I finished both my eyes had swollen up and I was struggling to see at all with the weeping fluid. Lib washed them with a saline solution and I watched the footy last night and slept in the spare room waking with both my eyes glued tight shut with gunk.

I rang the doctor thinking I'd get a scrip for something to put in them but being Sunday there's a message telling me to ring a locum or go to William Angliss hospital casualty in Ferntree Gully. Never mind I'll tough it out today, they are still swollen and weeping and slightly painful. I have dosed up with Vitamin C and will probably be much improved tomorrow in any case. I hope so as I will then have saved whatever the locum would have charged or the doctor tomorrow plus whatever the medication would have costed me.

Lib and Gord were very happy with their shopping buying  clothes and a new vaccuum cleaner.

It's a lovely sunny day. I'm going to the museum where Roy Kendall is on roster duty and I've arranged to interview him for a Signpost article in a future edition. I may squeeze in a little more gardening at home afterwards.