Well, it’s here, December has arrived. Pretty hard to believe. The year 2020, January, February skipped March to November and now we are in December.
It’s been a manic first week of December and we all know this month will fly by but, I am really hoping I can have a rest over the Christmas break. Mark and I haven’t had a day off since last Christmas. You could say we have weekends off but it’s not the same. I can’t wait for Christmas, not waking up each morning thinking about 200+ emails I have to deal with is just one of many pluses.
Anyway, some exciting news! The Christmas tree is up and the wrapping of the presents has commenced. I am pleased we started Christmas shopping early. At least then, we can switch off nearer the time and not panic about last minute shopping.
The REALLY EXCITING news is that Mark attended virtually, an All Party Parliamentary group on Genetic Haemochromatosis which was held in Westminster this week. I couldn’t be more prouder. Parlimentarians from across the country, along with the CEO of HUK, talking about how he was first diagnosed with GH and the treatment he has had, to what he believes should be done to create more awareness not just to the general public but the medical professionals too.
The coverage he has gained from local to National newspapers is amazing. The word is spreading, by speaking about his diagnosis he is helping create awareness. Instead of Mark being my Ghostwriter for National newspapers he is now in them himself, helping others. So very proud and so very brave to talk about a subject that has impacted his life in so many ways. Incredible. Well done Mark.
After a month of Lockdown in November we had our first dinner out last night. A Thai restaurant up the road and it was so lovely to have a change of scenery. It is starting to get bitterly cold now but to be honest we were embracing it. I don’t mind the colder weather. I have said before Autumn and Winter are probably my favourite months. The only downside is the darker nights.
But hey ho, it’s December and it’s nearly Christmas!
Yesterday we popped into town specifically for a few bits and bobs but we stopped off at a lovely cafe for a coffee. The coffee advertised….Baileys Coffee. Oh my goodness, it really was a treat. My coffee cup became a shot glass! Delicious! It was a lovely little cafe opposite buildings in town with so much history. Until yesterday, I hadn’t even noticed some incredible buildings from the 1890’s. Mark knows how I love places with oldie wordy vibes.
In fact, recently, here’s one for a laugh, those that know me will know I like variety in my life, but honestly I am fascinated, it’s called Mudlarking. Right so, Mudlarking is basically hunting for history. Wikipedia on the other hand states it’s “scavenging in river mud for items of value”. Hang in there. I am not interested in the value, only the history. I am a lover of doing stuff not owning stuff, (except in pandemics when there is nothing else to do but buy things online) so this is like fun to me. It’s not exactly fun for Mark, but he will come round when I get onto the topic of Mudlarking again.
We live right by the Thames estuary (often referred to here as the sea) and this is where Mudlarking happens. You search the foreshore for historic artefacts. Of late, when I do need to shut off from work, I have been watching Youtube videos of Mudlarkers and their incredible finds. They pass many items over to the London Museum for others to enjoy so it’s not all about riches. Now, I am not suggesting we get a metal detector and go to that extreme but it would be fun to have a little search of a coin or clay pipe or something. One slight catch is, to do that, you have to have a licence from the port of London Authority so you can’t remove anything without a licence. However, I am prepared to pay. (Mark will be rolling his eyes at the thought of this)
I remember once during lockdown when we could go for walks, I tempted Mark to walk out on the Thames when the tide was out, quite far out may I add, so we could look back at the land from (the sea). I was like “it’s fine, come on, it’s not muddy at all”. A slight disaster, those trainers of his, covered in mud. My trainers covered in FUN FUN FUN! Note to self. Buy us a pair of wellies each. His trainers were fine, cleaned up nicely and as good as new, thankfully. Anyway, my geeky side wants to delve into history and go Mudlarking. Yay!
I have rambled on a bit here so I must now switch off from one computer to another. I am going to try and clear the ridiculous amount of emails before Monday morning slaps me on the face again.
Looking forward to catching up on here again sometime soon.
Take it steady and be safe.
With Love, Mel x