My friend Paul Curran is using our space here on Sunday morning to present his weekly Cuppa so his usual host Willow at willowdot21 can do other things over in the U.K. Paul will write here in his wonderful and unique style through September. Take it away, Paul, from your home in Canada.
Your barista, Paul
Welcome to Willow’s weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to be here once again. For the next few weeks Willow will not be able to access her internet dependably so we’ll be meeting here at Mark Bialczak’s Little Bitty in Syracuse, New York. Please come in and go through to the back yard. Mark, his wife Karen and their pooch Ellie B, have prepared a nice, comfy place for us outside on the newly mown lawn of the Little Bitty, so I can tend to your needs for a cuppa, and sweets. The weather this morning is warm at about 76 degrees Fahrenheit with overcast skies but it supposed to get hot this afternoon, into the high 80’s. As usual, I’d be pleased to bring a pot of whatever beverage you prefer – we have a wide range of teas and coffees to satisfy our world-wide readership and adult beverages for those who wish something stronger. We can relax with a cuppa and calorie free electronic sweets while we discuss the affairs of the week both personal and/or worldwide. Ellie likes to be patted, so please indulge her when she greets you. How has your week been?
Well, for me this week went by smoothly. I finally received notification that my application for prescription coverage has been approved for this year – time to get some refills. Ha! Remember a few weeks back that I did a post on changing my address officially for my health card and other government services? I have, of course, all the confirming paperwork filed away – one thing that is never lacking in government dealings is documentation. So, I was wondering earlier this week why I had not received any notification of prescription coverage and a little light popped on in my head. This small illumination was brightened by the fact that I normally receive my monthly bus pass by mail and it hadn’t arrived either. Hmm, coinkydink? I think not. Time for some investigation. Putting on my Sherlock cap, along with a shirt, socks and shoes (it is pretty hot here so I normally blog with just pants on – don’t get all excited now, bare-chested and all) I made my way down to the manager’s office and lo and behold, he was holding court (he manages about 12 buildings in this and the next block, so he is often out and about).
“Hey Mark, any chance of checking my old mailbox?”
“Yeah, sure” and grabbing the ring of keys he proceeded to lead the way to my old apartment. Sure enough when he opened the mailbox there was a handful of government correspondence, including my bus pass and prescription confirmation. Sigh.
“Here ya go. Look Paul you have to get these addresses changed, we can’t keep doing this.” Pffft, double sigh.
“No problem Mark, I did – but I will follow up.” Flugga stugga, rugga, Bleep.
Would you like another cuppa? Perhaps a sweet? So, I have a mission to add to next week’s tasks: try to convince the government – likely with faxed copies of the proof of address change – that I really did move. And now it becomes painfully clear why I was provided documentation proving that I had indeed changed my documentation. No doubt this next round of talks (as the diplomats put it) will result in documentation that confirms that I had documentation that confirms that I changed my address. Hopefully this will achieve the desired results and I will not be required to seek documentation that proved that I had documentation that I had documentation that I changed my documentation. Ha! We shall see. Wish me well.
So, I finally broke down and decided to do some laundry Thursday. I live alone and have quite a few clothes, so this is not a regular event. I broke out my new little cart that I acquired last week and loaded it up – amazing, what a time and energy saver it is. I got it all in one load, as opposed to the multiple trips I used to have to make when I carried my laundry. I accomplished in 1¾ hours what would normally take about five hours – and many trips. Excited about this and needing some bread, my little cart and I made a trip to the grocery store Friday morning. This is normally a questionable activity. You see the grocery store is down hill from here about a kilometer. Whenever I set out on this junket, I tell myself over and over: Do not buy anything heavy as it all has to be hauled uphill a kilometer back home – when I am already tired from walking down. And, in my excitement at finding bargains, I inevitably break this rule of staying light.
Now for the last few days I’ve been pouring liquids into myself as I am dehydrated from dialysis and some health issues. This is bad because my heart rate goes way up and blood pressure down – so it has to be addressed. So, I was open to buying some juices and such. And sure enough upon my arrival, I discovered that lemonade and soda were both on special (one dollar each). Now if I think I am going to run heavy with this shopping I will call for a ride the day before, but it is rarely possible to make such arrangements for the same day. So, day old hamburger buns and bread were both on special and I bought 4 packages, along with two cartons of lemonade and two 2-liter bottles of ginger ale, I checked out with about 15 pounds of groceries (for a total of $7.). Loading up my little cart, I headed home. This would normally be a strain hauling it all uphill, but with the cart, it was a simple walk in the sun on a beautiful late summer morning. Ahhh, what a difference. I arrived home with my treasure and still having energy left over. As a side bar, I chugged lemonade and ginger ale all day (normally a no-no for a dialysis patient) and when I went to dialysis Friday night my blood pressure was 125/68 and heart rate was 72 – both perfect for a man of my age.
That’s about all we have room for this week, so it’s time to settle in with another cuppa and pat Ellie B. Sweets anyone? Please join me in thanking Mark, Karen and Ellie B for their invitation to tea. We are all honored that you dropped by today to visit. I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself and the conversation and please look around at Mark’s other posts while you’re here. Have a great week. We look forward to seeing you for tea and drinks here for the rest of the month of September.
Afternoon Tea with Ellie B at the Little Bitty After a Hard Week