My Kinda ' Master Chef ' !!!

I have a new name for my 4 x 4 ! For this posting I shall refer to it as the ' Hummer ' - A bulky contraption of a so called 4 x 4, that looks ugly, does not fit into a regular parking space, and the drivers of which tend to think that they have superior rights over any other road users ! - ' Small willy Syndrome ' is how I have always viewed them.. None of the above shall I ever concede to......

However !!!!, en-route home from work this afternoon, and with a renewed sense of zest for life after my doc had given me the good news as posted in my last one, I was contemplating how I can further create independence for myself. COOKING !!! Yes, I loved cooking ! Shyte, where has my mind been ? I have been living on the outside for nearly three months and have not cooked once - relying solely on the Jeeve's ! Puts Meryl Streep to shame in ' Out of Africa ' - A movie I need to download in order to buy on line some of those ' Oh so ' khaki and white linen outfits !!, ordering the servants around, whilst falling hopelesly in love with Africa.............

So, I was to become the Jamie, Heston, or Nigella tonight and whip up a five star meal - HELLO...................... Have you ? Ever tried to chop an onion with one hand ? Peal garlic with one hand ? Pealed a potato with one hand ? .......... I ask no more........... Then I try my hardest to reach the small plate at the back of the stove......... Not gonna happen ! This 4 x 4 has now going to reach Hummer status - just won't fit into the already adapted kitchen ! - I hate it more, which one the one hand ( and I mean literally one hand ! ) gives me more incentive to make the Hummer a more temporary existence than what the doctors predict.

So, good people, how does one then overcome this dilema ?

FIRST, you have Jeeves pour you a large glass of PG, not shaken, not stired, just straight up out of the screw top bottle, that was bought on Tesco's special ! Count to ten, glug one's first gulp, and................... Everything seems to miraculously fall into place.

Here I sit in the Hummer in the middle of the kitchen, giving instructions to Jeeves how to lightly dust the oxtail in flour, prep all the ingredients, brown the meat etc etc etc. Meryl, Jamie, and Heston.....Be very aware ! , chefs do not nessessarily have to do the work ! In fact, I could get quite used to this new found hobby ! Of course the one ingredient sooooooo needed is the PG. The Romanian, Jeeves, is totally aghast that half the hanging herb garden was cut for flavour ! With his dry, but humerous way he refers to the harvest as ' giving the plants a short back and sides '

Anybody up for oxtail ? Just ring - there is enough for an army, and it will slow cook now until tomorrow.

I spent a very pleasant few hours at the office today, most of the people there for a meeting, so the hustle and bustle of people was really great to embrace again. Had quite forgotten just how interaction with other people lifts the soul. Fantastic, humerous, disgusting, enduring bantering between ourselves is quite uplifting ! I have to say, I really only now realised how important those people were / are in my life. And, of course the Hummer cannot get anywhere near the kitchen, so coffee rounds are free for me !

Am off to the wheelchair services tomorrow to have my final chair fitted ! Have been twice since leaving Alcatraz, both times a complete balls up ! Hopefully this time will prove more successful. I am really hoping so, coz next week is my big assesment at Stanmore, and the OT's there can tweek what is needed.

Life is precious, look after it, build bridges coz the rivers may run dry for years but we never know when they might break their banks by over-flowing ! Look after yourselves !!

As always, sent with love and ongoing health.

G.