What I have Done SO Far this Week…

In the space of one week, I got my green card renewed AND, this morning, I bought a ticket to England. I will be gone the last week in September and the first two weeks in October.

These are my goals during this time. First {and the reason I am going} is to attend my niece, Tabitha’s wedding. She is marrying Duncan, the young man she has lived with for eight years, I have met him and he is a very nice and very clever computer geek and musician. He is quiet but speaks articulately when spoken to. He has blond hair down to the middle of his back. His hair is more usually worn in a pony tail. My sister tells me Tabitha is not going to take his name and will be married wearing dark red. She and Duncan are both in their middle thirties and seem very happy together.

While I am there I also want to go back to Nottingham {the home town of both me and Robin Hood although he was {slightly} before my time} to see how much I remember and to perhaps meet my cousin Geraldine whom I haven’t seen since we were both children. Apparently she has a husband and three children {two of whom are twins} in college now. I would like to go and see the house where my sister and I lived with Auntie Babs and Uncle Freddy. I find myself thinking of them lately although they are both dead. In my head, I am preparing a piece of writing about Auntie Babs.

If possible, I would like to meet a friend who lives in Norfolk. I have never met him face-to-face and would love to do so. He is about the age of my older son and has had a very hard life. He looked after his mentally ill and suicidal mother for many years until she died {suicide with pills. We have been corresponding for many many years. This may not work out because there are times when he retreats into his illness and connot see people, but we are both hopeful.

When we were children, my father used to take my sister and me to London, and when she was a nursing sister we continued the practice of meeting in London and doing the sights together. Maybe I can winkle her out of her comfy little home for a “sisters” weekend in London and we can go to the National Portrait Gallery as we used to when we were younger. We ALWAYS started our round of sights there. Last time I was in London, I went to Westminster Cathedral to see the tomb of one of my heroes, Queen Elizabeth I. I saw it but there were so many people, I had a panic attack {I am mildly claustrophobic} and had to be rescued by my friend Pete and taken out long before I really wanted to leave. Perhaps I can go there again.

It has been a busy week and, just think, it is only Wednesday! Still time to save the world…