Silkies

The silkie chicks have been off heat for a few days so yesterday we moved them out to the shed, instead of them living in the office. They now have a bigger cage near the quail and seem quite happy there, so that’s great. I spent a bit of time today cleaning up the office and shifting furniture around, so now the filing cabinet has arrived in its final position and tomorrow I’ll try and sort through the paperwork, chuck out anything irrelevant and streamline things efficiently.

George has been magnificent today – all hooves up smartly several times over, soles tapped and some good turns on the forehand. He also demonstrated half-pass, though admittedly he was trying to get round Poppy at the time! Still, a Suffolk doing half-pass is worth watching.

My mother’s state of mind is slightly chirpier than it was and she enjoyed a visit from one of her weaving friends this afternoon, but this evening a nurse practitioner check-up confirmed either the original infection wasn’t killed off or there’s another, so we’re now supervising four tablets of something other antibiotic each day on top of her regular meds. I lingered a moment after Mum left the office this evening and asked about the car keys, but the answer was ‘oh god no, don’t let her drive – not until the memory clinic has seen her, but probably not ever’ – which I decided I’d keep to myself rather than distress or enrage Mum with it.

I don’t know what she’s been up to tonight but my daughter just called to check paraffin wax candles aren’t actually toxic, because she thinks Mum either tried to eat some tea lights or possibly tried to make tea with them….