I ask Andreas to open - small box contents consist of 68 fridge magnets - YES !! 68 of them !! What on earth was I thinking ??? So a few get put onto the door, and the balance are going to Rameez's nieces. The next huge box presents as artificial lawn, perfectly manicured astro- turf ! Enough ' grass ' to cover a pavement. I guess my measurements were a little off, but have a vague recollection of a 3am online shop from a few days ago ! So the wooden decking of the minute balcony off the lounge is to be grassed. Andreas commissioned to lay turf immediately - tape measure out, mini tac's at hand and half an hour later, the dull wooden balcony is transformed into a space fit for the ' Chelsea Flower Show '
My new best friend, Ben, who sells olives at the Borough market happens to have his storage space under the arches around the corner from me, opens up on a Saturday, along with numerous cheese makers, vege growers, coffee suppliers etc etc etc, have been given permission by the council to trade on a Saturday - whole new experience and ease of shopping right on my doorstep ! Anyway, Ben, who is a hippie looking guy with long dread-locks, fully into being all ' green ' and seems to be a bit of a tree hugger recognizes me as having been there last Saturday ( not difficult when I carry the 4x4 stamp of approval ), seems pleased to see me again as we can converse about his fascination with the great white sharks off the shores of SA.
Being the ' green ' guy he is, rather than re-cycle hid olive tins, he is giving the empty tins away, promoting growing herbs in them. A sudden creative gardening flare comes over me and I take 7 of
them, with every intent of going to Columbia road flower market to buy beautiful lilies and potted thyme and lavender bushes to fill the tins in order to block out the ever approaching railway line and in the hopes of blurring the rather unsightly wholesale depot across the road from me. Sadly did not make the market today, but will find a store that sells plants and fill the tins. The carers think I am quite peculiar, and just DONT get it !
This past week has been pretty uneventful ! Usual regimes to start the day, office for a few hours a day, Andrea fetching and escorting me to work.......all pretty boring, really apart from, which I have mentioned before - standing frame delivered, which will enable me to stand as much as possible - really good for the posture, balance etc etc
Valentine, the new lady live in that replaces Ivan, is working out really well. She managed to roast a chicken and veg last night, under full instruction, and complete amazement that one could roast butternut - which she refers to as puncheon ( pumpkin ). She managed to completely destroy a ' add milk and stir ' instant cheese sauce, make complete mush out of the rice ( thrown out ), but the spuds, butternut and chicken were great !!
So, with new ground rules being set tomorrow, after all the testosterone filled ' gripes ' between the carers, and having complete clarification from the agency, new rules apply !!! So menial, unyet so important NOT to be having to worry about the daily bickering of staff members - trying to please all is just plain impossible ! Having spent useless hours last weekend listening to ' who thinks who ' is doing more / less work, cupboard space for each carer, underlined cleaning duties etc etc etc I had the agency email me the terms and conditions of their employment !
As it turns out...... They have actually shot themselves in the foot, and I rather suspect that they are going to be somewhat upset !!! I have, wrongly so , just pandered to their shopping lists - I understood it, that it was my duty to feed them, and accordingly did a weekly shop - costing a fortune
of meat, fresh dairy, certain cheese only, etc etc etc - so in my mind the most cost effective solution was to buy chickens, roast beef, chops etc etc, like any household would do ! OH hob wrong I have been - agency emailed me a list of provisions deemed to be sufficient as the home owner ! Turns out, that there is a really basic list of everyday items that I need to provide. The rest is for their account !
So, in pure master / servant style, I am to allocate a cupboard space, one shelf in the fridge and some freezer space. This cupboard is to be labeled Carers, and with regards to the space in their room, the two living in, must share the cupboard and the two double ups are to be allocated space to put their jackets and daily bag - the responsibility to feed themselves lies with themselves. Obviously coffee and tea to be provided by myself !!
It never ceases to amaze me, that no matter where in the world one is......it boils down to the social hierarchy. Here I have been taken for a complete ride, and through their own pathetic little nuances, they have to have the book thrown at them !
The funny thing is, that through all this nothingness, and trying to keep this one and that one happy, for fear of losing them, I have realised, that it REALLY does not matter if I do lose one or two along the way. I might need the care, in fact, I DO need the care but never again will I have a sword held to my throat !
Enough of a bitch session now ! Spent an amazing afternoon with Sharron and Tyler yesterday, catching up on all the news ! They stayed over, and we headed out to the South bank as the weather was so good. Ambled around the Xmas stalls, along the river and found a fish n chips restaurant for lunch - what a laid back, fun weekend ! Will hopefully see Sharron before she jets back to SA ! You two rock ! And thanks for your patients with the 4 x 4.
As always guys, posted with love and ongoing health ! Will get another blog OT two in prior to Christmas !
Love ya
G.