Bad news/good news

 One bit of bad news, although not really for us, followed by some very good news to balance that yesterday.

The journey to the caravan park yesterday took 1.5 hours, twice as long as normal, due to traffic build up caused by a lorry fire on the motorway.  Still, we had a lovely few hours once we got there, watered and deadheaded the plants, caught up with fellow owners, sat under the gazebo eating lunch.  The bad news - a caravan was stolen from the park in the early hours of the morning a few days ago.  Not a static of course, a touring caravan, albeit a large one on a seasonal/permanent pitch, meaning the owners leave it there all the time and treat it more like a static van.  The owners only bought it brand new late last summer, so haven't really had much use out of it yet, it's a very big van, the largest permissible size for towing in this country.  It's a make and model that is very popular with the travelling fraternity, the police told our site owner (on the phone, they haven't visited) that it was most likely stolen to order and has probably already been spirited away out of the country.  There's only one way in and out of the park, security lights and CCTV cameras, so the thieves were taking a chance, although they did pick a time and day when there were hardly any owners on site, the police said it was highly likely the thieves had surveilled the site in advance.  They were in and out very quickly with no noise or disturbance, clearly professionals.  Very sad for the van owners.

Shortly after we got home, I had a phone call from the Memory Assessment clinic, giving us an appointment date for husband's further more extensive memory tests, it's Tues 4th July so not long to wait at all now.  It was the senior psychologist herself who rang, the one who will be conducting the tests, she sounds very nice.  She's sending a letter with all the relevant details.  So that's good news.

The cuts on Betty's nose were bleeding again yesterday, she must have scratched or rubbed the scabs off.  I guess it's probably itchy, poor thing.  I've been bathing it with cooled boiled water.  She seems ok in herself though, and has been eating her food with the antibiotics and anti-inflammatory meds in, so that's a relief.

Husband has promised to do a couple of small jobs today that I've been asking him to do for a few days - I may well have to remind him again though!  Having bought a load of veg yesterday, I'm going to make a choppy salad (inspiration from Sue of a Smaller and Simpler Life) to last for a few days in the fridge, and a big tray of Mediterranean veg to be part roasted and frozen.