I cannot say that the leaves around this area are as colourful as this but they are definitely turning, shades of yellow, orange and brown now. We took the hanging baskets down yesterday. They had done well considering the bad summer but were looking very much the worse for wear so it was time for them to go. That really signals the end of summer for us, when we have to take them down.
All the tubs need emptying but to be honest, I have not felt like doing it and as there are still a few flowers left, they can wait for a while.
Next week we are having a new bathroom suite delivered. You will remember that last year the kitchen was done and we had hoped to get the bathroom done by Christmas. That was not possible and then, with all that happened to me this year, it was put on hold. However, our bathroom/toilet is now so depressing that we could not wait any longer. We have never changed it, it remains the original, put in many, many years ago so it is long overdue. For the time being the new suite will have to sit in our dining room. Mike and Dean are going to install it together (a big job) and we will have to arrange a time when Dean is available. Also Mike has to paint the tiles first like he did with the kitchen. It would be too big a job and too costly to replace all the tiles and as they were done very well to start with and we were happy with the tile paint in the kitchen, that is what we have decided to do. To be honest I am not looking forward to the work actually being done, the noise, the dust, the mess but it should be well worth it in the end.
Daniel had three hospital visits during this past week for more investigations and to see his new consultant. The consultant is only awaiting the results of some tests that were sent to a London hospital for detailed analysis before starting Daniel on the appropriate treatment. In the meantime he remains his usual self, a happy little soul. He had to have blood taken yesterday and was quite unconcerned. He sat there holding his arm out for the nurse whilst "reading" a book. He certainly is such a brave little guy. I ask you please to keep holding him in your thoughts and prayers.
Jesse has lost his bed! I do not mean he has mislaid it. It has been kidnapped or rather "catnapped", by another member of the family
Leo has a perfectly good bed of his own which he refuses to go into. No, he prefers Jesse's bed and if he cannot get that then he will take Jack's. Like I have said before we are sure that Leo thinks he is a dog. He was born into a household where they were dogs and, of course, he has always been with our two since he was eight weeks old. He behaves much more like a dog - playing with Jack and Jesse, sharing their food, running down the garden with them. He is quite a character.
Well, that is about all there is to share with you at this time. I hope that you are all well and I wish you all a happy weekend. Oh, we had a lovely card from Nathan and Daniel this morning for Grandparents' Day. It made us very happy and has pride of place on our mantlepiece.
Love,