NHS Confusion reigns

I had a physiotherapist appointment at Leicester hospital this afternoon. As usual the poor girl had to ask me for a full medical history and then asked me where I wanted her to start !

She/we decided on my left leg. After some discussion she suggested a personal trainer from a nearby leisure centre which inevitable meant yet another referral letter from my GP. No one, but no one, is allowed to make a decision or arrange treatment without involving dozens of fellow medical buffins.

Lynne delivered the form for my GP to complete and sign, only to be told personal trainers are no longer available on the NHS. Does anyone in the NHS talk to colleagues at all? Obviously not in Leicestershire.

Busy doing nothing

A ladder was delivered early for our boilerman to use later in the day. The job was obviously bigger than anyone anticipated as the boilerman was still here , with his assistant, late into the afternoon,but eventually, job done.

I need to contact a roofer tomorrow to refit the chimney flashing and replace a damaged roof tile.

Lumberjack

I spent the afternoon reducing large lengths of flooring planks and surplus cupboards into sizes that fit our wheelie bins to save Lynne a trip to the tip ( hopefully the bin men will not notice ). I expect my left shoulder to ache tomorrow

Officially disabled and new boiler.

I am now officially" severely disabled"and qualify for a number of government benefits, which unfortunately do not include a new central heating boiler, but we have obtained several quotes and gone for the best from the guy that serviced our old one . Unfortunately fitting the new one involved getting access to the roof vent so we needed to borrow one of our neighbour's ladders, who is notoriously difficult to get to answer his door, so it was agreed our boilerman would return Saturday, when, as a last resort I would " borrow" a ladder.

Unfortunately I fell asleep on the sofa, missing lunch and dinner, miraculously with no affect on my blood sugar. 

Plan zzzz

Talked to Nationwide regarding what to do with "spare" funds but with interest rates between 1.2% and 1.4% we are hardly spoilt for choice. However,we are arranging to simplify our banking by dropping HSBC ( the world's local bank is now anything but local following closure of the closest  branch ) and Natwest (ditto). I have been with HSBC for over 40 years (previously Midland Bank) without complaint. The transfer process seems easy these days as the banks arrange it all amongst themselves. What could possibly go wrong ???

House alterations almost complete.

Lynne and Owen have gone shopping (again) for little odds and sods reguired to finish the house alterations. George will then skim the bedroom walls as necessary and a painter will add the final touches. The changes are all minor and too numerous to list, but together will make a tremendous difference to living here.

Cash belatedly arrives.

The boat sale cash finally trickled into our bank after a treacherous journey through the various banks.