Hi Both,
Thanks for your concerns and advice. I am not fitted for the modern world.
In fact, I'm so grateful, I'd come and clean your boots ... but my tongue has run dry.
I think I'll wait till Barbara gets out of her "reesting pit", let her do the honours. I'm not good on the phone ... I can't hear you. (OT - my hearing aids used to spend overnight in a Japanese bowl, on my bedside cabinet, along with a load of expired batteries. Mistake, I think. I suspect that the "cleaners" disposed of the batteries ... along with the hearing aids (£1,000 each). Lovely ladies, and I didn't get on with the ear-plugs anyway, so I haven't asked. I won't bother replacing the hearing aids.
I understand that today is the day that Social Services come to erect the ramps, so that Barbara can get out of the house. She has been physically house bound * since the day before lock-down ... just a three inch high threshold across the bottom of both exterior doors,
immediately followed by the original two six inch high steps down. If you are having new uPVC doors fitted, think about a potential future need to get a wheel-chair through the door, and pay the extra. At least this job is below the £6,000
"means testing" barrier. (PM me if you need that explained)
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* Barbara needed a doctor, so phoned the Surgery. The Surgery sent an ambulance round ... either the driver or his mate gave her an injection. (and here she was, hoping for a blonde, sun bronzed
Adonis Para-medic, in shorts, riding a big motor-cycle).