Sunny Saturday

Had a very industrial day today and got lots of little things sorted that have been put off for far too long. Like paying off the outstanding niggly balance on an almost finished credit card (58 pence!) and returning library books (£6.25!). The lady in the library couldn't tell me how they'd arrived at that price so we called it quits at a £5-er. Ooh - I'm a wheeler dealer bargain seeker, don't you know?!

Mr RB was working as usual, so took Hamish for a lovely walk at Tredegar House grounds. Gorgeous setting - there was, as the phrase goes, a veritable 'riot of colour', lots of other walkers and their dogs and even some adorable little rabbits sunbathing in a quiet corner. It was really lovely and I felt very 18th Century strolling round stopping to peruse the flora and fauna. Normally when I go with Mr RB we do a super-brisk walk (well, maybe just brisk) and don't get to stop and smell the flowers but today I took it easy and enjoyed myself.

I phoned the LLC again about the doctors (she didn't return my call). Maybe she was distracted or maybe she doesn't like to work on the weekends but she didn't seem all that bothered that the GPs aren't keen about signing me up. You'd think that at £66 per week she would be bothered, wouldn't you?! I know she'll only get a commission, but still - it's a real lot of money to me and I'd like her to be a bit more interested. She kept repeating that I need to get the form to get on the diet (well, der!) and they can't accept me on if I don't have it (well, der again!) and if my doctor won't sign it the only other option is to get it done privately at a cost of around £60.
She did ask me if there was anyone I knew who was a doctor or a nurse and I mentioned my sister in law is a nurse specialist (although I actually said nurse practioner accidentally) and she said it would be fine for her to fill it out for me.

I think I'll wait until Tuesday to see if the doc from Thursday comes back to me with a yea or a nay and then take it up with my sister in law then. I mentioned yesterday what I thought her response would be about Lighter Life so I'd rather not have to seek her help unless there's no other way. I can't afford to be paying for private medicals so she'd be my only option, bless her.

We've just watched Eurovision with tacos and a bottle of wine. There's something inately comforting about being cuddled up with Mr RB, some food and some warming booze watching so-bad-it's-quite-good-fun- TV. I'll miss it if I ever get on this blasted diet - cuddling up with a cup of hot water aint gonna be quite as much fun I don't think!