How to go, and clumsiness

 I was thinking about uncle's funeral - although he's not dead yet of course, but it's clearly imminent.  It's a 2.45 hour journey to where they live on the south coast in Hampshire, and there's no direct main route so it will be cross country through little country lanes.  It will be too much for husband, both in terms of length of drive and taxing for his concentration, so him taking me is not an option.  My brother will be going, it's an even longer journey for him from Cornwall, he won't be able to come and pick me up as to do so would be an hour's diversion for him to collect me, and then another hour to get back on the route.  However, husband has said he'll be happy to take me down to a point where we could meet up with brother, which is doable.  I would be a bit concerned though as it means husband would have to drive back home (and come back to collect me from the meeting point) on his own - he says it's no problem, he's perfectly happy to do it.  We could always leave our car at the meeting point (a service station) and husband could come with us, but that would mean leaving Betty home alone for a lot of hours, and we wouldn't do that.  I'll have to have a think about it, husband would probably be alright driving on his own, I'm probably worrying unnecessarily.

Husband was having a clumsy day yesterday (which is one of the reasons why I worry about him!).  He carried the basket of washing out into the garden for me, put it down and then tripped over something invisible (!!) and lost a shoe.  He bent down to turn the shoe up the right way, stumbled and fell into the rotary washing line, causing it to lean sideways.  His coordination is rubbish, he's always bumping into things, he drops things (cutlery, his keys, his tablets, letters, packets, pretty much anything he's holding) literally every day.  He's always treading on or (accidentally!) kicking the dog, which he says is her fault for laying in awkward places.....erm, she's big enough to see, she's not a chihuahua!  He's a walking disaster actually, or an accident waiting to happen.

Another lovely neighbour gave us a big bagful of tomatoes yesterday, they've grown far too many plants to use all the produce themselves.  They're Gardeners Delight, so a medium size and very tasty.  We'll eat some for lunches over the next few days, but I've also frozen quite a lot for future sauces.

I've been having some of my homemade yogurt every day but still have a lot left, so will use some to make a yogurt and apricot cake (found the recipe online), I'll take it to the neighbour's coffee morning gathering.  I've just googled and found out that yogurt can be frozen for up to 2 months, so will put a tub of it in the freezer.