We started the month by putting the condo back to rights following our visitors. We move furniture around between the bedrooms because we use the guest room for our office when we are on our own. We wondered whether to bother as we only had a couple of weeks left in Naples but my theory was that we would have several more weeks on our own when we come back - just watch that not happen, now I've said it.
Ken did loads of Conservancy stints - he does more than the full-timers do!
On the 6th we had a torrential rainstorm - odd for the time of year. It gave us a good idea of how our lanai must look most of the summer. We were awash. I swept it out! It was hardly surprising as the rain was horizontal along with the trees. It also gave us a three and a half-hour power cut - the joy of cables being above ground! This picture is our romantic lunch by candlelight. I was about to make the gravy when the power went out - talk about great timing on my part - must be psychic. (stuffed pork chop incidentally)
While I was looking for this photo I came across this one.... this is what Spring looks like in Naples - if you look carefully you might notice new growth on some trees, such as the larches outside the apartment. Not quite a plethora of spring bulbs or blossom is it?
The 13th followed, as it does, and we were safely back in Manchester. Safely being the operative word. We came into thick fog in Manchester and were borderline diversion to somewhere without fog but, fortunately, as our pilot said we had fuel (good to know) so we'll go round for a while and wait for it to lift a little. It looked like this on landing.
Yes, you do hear yippees from me. So good to be back to the grey dismal skies and cold. No, really - at least we have seasons.
By four o' clock my Tesco order had arrived (how I miss that too in Naples) and we were firmly settled in sorting our stack of mail.
By day three I had caught up with my best little chum and a bunch of other folk and it was like we'd never been gone.
My issues from the original accident to my leg back in October are still grinding on - won't bore you with the details but it is all pretty miserable and relentless and so much of my time was taken up with back and forth doctor visits only to be made worse and better and worse and better and .... you get the picture.... believe me reactions to various drugs are less fun than the underlying problem. My other half's notion of you only need a doctor when you can't sew your own arm back on has a lot of merit.
We had a flying visit from my daughter in March too which was great. Always lovely to see her little chops and her chap's chops and hear how they are pootling along - why that is better face to face and not Skype to Skype is a mystery! Nah, its not, you can't hug a Skype.
We succeeded in getting my aunt's electric chair ensconced in her room at the care home which was a comedy sketch worth seeing. To begin with 'electric chair' as she calls it conjures images that are not quite correct as it is pale creamy pink leather and will just about wiggle itself into any comfortable position you like at the push of a button. It also transpires - some days later - it will slowly and carefully slide you off it if you have dementia and muddle up the buttons. Truly our encounters with my aunt would make a great (dark) comedy series!
On the 27th we bought a new (to us) car. A something or other Prius - good with cars.......I can tell you it is red and I like it.
The very last day of March sent us scurrying to Scarborough to pick up dolls house I had 'won' courtesy of EBay. Not a huge bargain cost wise, but one I have wanted for a while. Go visit if you are interested: The Willow
To end, as I pretty much began, with my favourite topic - food! I had just about the best meal since I can't remember when. Don't go uuugghh when I tell you it was cold pork pie and chips and peas. Home made pork pie was on offer served hot, but being from the Midlands - we don't do that sort of thing (!), so I asked for it cold. It was a delight and especially appreciated by me as I have made the little beggars. The chips were also perfectly normal, like your mom made, home-made chips - just glorious. I am not precious about good food - food is good when its good - it never needs to be fancy schmantzy to make it good. This was one to remember. If you can find an excuse to go that way here's the link to the place: The Forge Tea Rooms
27th bought new car