Yup, that's me. Old clever clogs (my mum used to call me that - don;t know why??).
I was fine this morning, woke quite early after a relatively good night's sleep (this is becoming a good habit lately - well two nights on the trot - not too bad). Mouth felt the inside of a wrestlers jockstrap! (don't ask)
So I have to get up and get a drink. So it was an early start, everyone else was up the vet was coming this morning, to value one of our lovely lady cows. Unfortunately last week we went down with TB (Just to add to all my other woes) and we had one reactor. This means she will go for slaughter (and she has a little calfy too!) to find out whether she has actually got TB or just been in contact with it. This always strikes me as nonsense, because if she hasnt got TB and all the rest of the herd is OK I think she has been slaughtered for nothing. So that's where some taxpayers money is going - sorry!
Any way, I digress - yet again! I had my hydrotherapy appointment today at 1 p.m which I was really looking forward to. I also wanted to go to the local coffee morning in the village, as I am trying to get to talk to locals about our farm. The original farmhouse was built sometime between 1758 and 1841 and I am trying to pinpoint when it was. I already have a full list of everyone who has lived here since 1841. Mr Silageman's family have been here since 1917.
Anyway I digress again!!! So firstly I get commandeered into waiting for the State Vet to come so I can send her down the cow shed. She was late which made me late, Never mind I got showered and went off to the coffee morning. I wanted to go to the bank on the way to the hospital, but spent too long at the coffee morning. Got myself in a bit of a pickle because I was running late for the hydro - I can only have 20 minutes. Any road up, I got there about 2 minutes to 1 and waited for the physio. Then I got in a bit of a tizzy because people were obviously coming in and out and I was left sitting there with another lady. It transpires we were forgotten about and the senior Physio told us we should have gone straight in - Never mind. By this time my session was going to be for 10 minutes. But with a lot of deep breathing and ooohhhing and ahhhing and chanting and humming to myself, I calmed myself down. (I do find it so easy to get in a bit of a stressy - as my daughter calls it - not like me at all really!)
It was so lovely and warm in the water and it was great to be exercising under close supervision as it is so easy to overdo it. The other lady who got forgotten about did the exercises with me and the physio, but she was as high as a kite on steroids! Bless her
Then the session was over before I hardly got going. So off I go into the changing room and had a peculiar turn! I felt dizzy and hot. My hands were shaking. I think I was hungry and couldn't wait to get out into the fresh air. So one club sandwich, custard danish, and a banana later, swilled down with a cup of redbush tea, I felt a lot better. So much for the healthy lifestyle diet!!!
But I am quite tired now. I really feel like I want to do something useful, outside of sorting out the mess of the farm office, if only I can get myself a bit fitter. I don't feel like I have any muscle tone left at all. I think it is going to be a long old haul.
Right I am off to burn some tea for Mr Silageman and son and heir. My daughter and rastus are treating themselves to a Thai takeaway - despite being too broke to pay any rent - apparently! It's ok folks I'll get myself something - don't worry!! Mind you after that custard danish I ought to flog mesself with the birch and put on a hair shirt! Off to bed with a cold water sandwich!
So tatty bye speak soon