Tuesday

Another quiet day.  I picked up the flowers from Emmanuel at lunchtime (lunchtime here is 11 o'clock, which takes some getting used to)  and took them to the hospital chapel.  Had lunch there with Bill, who is off on holiday tomorrow with his wife, to visit their daughter in Vancouver; and Bruno, the chaplain from Cameroon who pastors a sort of Pentecostal church, he was saying they're having a baptism this Sunday, so I might go.

 

I did afterwards drive to Tecumseh to see when my television would be ready, I hate making phone calls.   When the guy picked it up, he looked at the picture breaking up and said he knew exactly what the matter was, so I was hoping to get it back today.   However, in his shop it has been on its best behaviour and all the time he is getting a perfect picture there is nothing he can do.  I did tell him that if he turns it on, and it is alright, it stays alright,  he needs to turn it on and off throughout the day.  So I will see on Thursday how it is doing.   If I don't get it back on Thursday I will have to wait until next Tuesday.

 

There have been elections here.  In Oklahoma they re-elected the sitting Senator.  He is Republican, like all politicians in this state, and as I don't have any political axes to grind,  I was pleased for his sake, I've met him and he is decent and honest, and hardworking. 

 

Every state, regardless of size, sends two senators to Washington.   The number of Congressional representatives depends on the size of the state.

 

The Democrat Congressional representative for New York, who is seeking re-election to his 150th term of office (I'm exaggerating, but he's been there for decades) is 85 years old, hoping to start another term in office - and here am I, pushing 80, and feeling over the hill.   I hope he gets in, he is extremely likeable and very popular.

  

This isn't very long, as in the true sense of the word my life is not a lot to write home about.