Marty

I managed to renew my driving licence online this morning. I needed to scan in the official Medical Report Form that my doctor filled in yesterday, and upload it as part of the online process. I got an email from the National Driver Licence Service, sent just before 6:00pm, to say that everything is in order and they will post a new driving licence out to me. They do warn that it may be as long as 15 working days (3 weeks) before it arrives. Apparently mail can take that long just at the moment, due to Covid. I'm not sure, but I suspect the Post Office may be quarantining mail after receiving it, before actually delivering it on. I'll print out the email and keep it in the car - just in case I get stopped by the Gardaí (Irish police) in the meantime, and need to show them my licence. Interesting thing is that, although I don't have to pay for the new licence (because I am over 70), my doctor charged me €40 for the medical exam and filling out the form. Even though I have a Medical Card, which should mean I get to see him for free. Apparently, this medical examination (for the driving licence) is not covered by the medical card. Also, because I'm now over 70, I have to renew my driving licence every three years.

Now that sounds like my sort of meal!

I was volunteering on a helpline from 8:00pm to 10:00pm this evening, and hadn't come back into the house from the garden until after 6:00pm, which didn't really leave me enough time to cook myself anything really substantial. So I made poached eggs on toast, and followed it with a fairly thick slice of a banana loaf I made last night.

It sure is. I'd never even heard of Zoom before Covid-19.

Indeed! Not that I ever use filters when I am on Zoom.

I got a bit more done on the boundary hedge today, after doing nothing yesterday due to the doctor's appointment followed by meeting a friend in the afternoon. Here's how the hedge looked just before dark this evening: The ivy-clad wall at the left hand edge of this photo is the corner of the gable wall of the neighbouring cottage. I reckon two more days should see the last of the hedge removed. There's a few bushes (mainly box) growing on the bank on the other side of the hedge. I'll head out and tidy those up once I have finished clearing the hedge on the inside of the garden. I'll maybe also take a photo from outside when the work is finished. Then will come the big tidy-up as I gather up all the branches, and finally have my bonfire.

Glad everything worked out in the end, and your teeth got the thumbs up from the dentist. I've had a similar problem with keys in the past. When I was renting, before buying this place, I walked out the front door one day and let it close to, and lock, behind me. Checking my pockets I realised I had left my car key on the kitchen table. Checking my pockets again, I realised I had also left the house key inside the house. I always keep a spare house key in the car. Trouble was, the car was locked and the key was in the locked house. I finished up having to find a large stone to break one of the two windows in the front door, so I could reach in and release the lock from the inside. That window needed boarding up for a few days, until I could get a new pane of glass to fit into the door. I have a spare key left with a trusted neighbour these days.

Sleep well, Mr B.

Greetings, young Albert!

Your lips are moving but no one can hear your voice... Please unmute yourself.

Can you appeal? You should make enquiries, Albert. Maybe talk to your doctor? If he/she says they are essential, perhaps you can get the decision overturned...

Happy Thursday, all!

Now I see why you were trying to keep him invisible!

And you, bro! I see today's the day for....

You'll need a really massive glass of whiskey for that ice cube, clo!

Greetings young Albert!

Sleep well, Mr B!

It's gone that viral that's it's even being reported in the Irish media...

Happy Wednesday, everyone!

Greetings, Master Drew.

Well, I'm bathed and shaved, ready for my appointment with the doctor in the morning. Nothing serious, folks, just need him to sign a medical clearance form, as my driving licence needs renewing. Although it would be serious, should he decide I'm no longer medically fit to drive my car... I've almost finished my cocoa, so I reckon it's time for me to say: Goodnight Ladies (and Gentlemen, of course )

That totally sucks, Albert!

There will be one eventually. And it will be a big one! And I'm not sure exactly why, but clo's picture put me in mind of the following song from 1957 in the early days of Rock & Roll....

Nothing at all, bro! Just reckon I've got enough of them already.