jelly and so on...

So...this week I have mostly been ill. I spent at least two days asleep and only emerged yesterday in a very tentative way. I am glad I did as I met with a lovely friend that I haven't seen for far too long although ,thanks to the marvels of modern technology ,we still know everything about each other. That's one of the joyous things bout this modern age...we can be far apart and yet still be as close as ever.
Being ill has crystallised some of the difficulties of having a chap with Otherabilities...who is there to call on??? I have some lovely friends who would come at the drop of the proverbial hat..but they also have lives and children and work...one did, however, deliver me a pile of orange jelly...not in a globulous pile, that would be disgusting, but she left a little pile of ready made jelly on the door step as I had told her it was the only thing I could stomach. A Jelly Fairy. Thank you Jelly Fairy.
Poor M had to be Parent on duty for a run of nights in a row....as I was good for nothing. He managed  extremely well but found the cooking rather a trial. It is well out of his comfort zone..poor chap. He did well.  M also had to cope with the whole putting on the bus routine...neither M nor Jboy were impressed by this. I was too asleep to be able to remind M to do the 'concrete post' song or the 'finger in the fence hole' ditty or the 'up and down the curly wurly iron railing' sounds...no wonder the poor chap was reluctant. Still we were back to normal this morning...Jboy made his usual protest about getting on the bus but the Most Marvellous Escort waved her magic high vis wand and on he got , smiling and chuckling with the satisfaction of having watched his mother stand on the pavement in full view of the public, singing songs about a concrete post, a little hole in the fence and a curly wurly iron railing. My humiliation complete, we each got on with our day.
So I have learned that friends are friends no matter how long it is since you have seen them, jelly solves a lot of things, jelly fairies are real, Netflix is a marvellous invention(I watched a Christmas film and I am proud), M CAN do it, Jboy CAN survive nd I can sleep for England,given half a chance.
THe End