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Monday, 16 February 2026

Garden supplies ordered, new neighbour, baking

 We went to our little local garden centre this morning, so I could order the compost we need and have a look at their bags of gravel and mini slate, I chose gravel in the end and also ordered a bag of grit to mix with the soil for the new rockery we'll be constructing soon.  The garden centre deliver to us, the next day usually, and whilst their goods are a little more expensive than some places, it's worth it to me in terms of saving time getting everything in the one place.  Plus I like to support small local businesses.  Husband though kept wittering on all the time about how we could get things cheaper in some of the other big stores on the trading estate.  I expect we could, but we're only talking a couple of pounds, it would mean going into several different stores, and they're all big national firms, not little local ones that need the money and support more than the big firms do.  He wouldn't let up until I asked him to stop.  The thing is.....it's my money, I'm paying for all this myself so it's up to me what and how much I spend.  It's coming out of my legacy money, when I first received it I gave husband a share and told him he was free to spend it on whatever he wished, as was I.  I reminded him of that, so he shut up.  Everything I've spent or bought out of that legacy has been a carefully considered purchase, I haven't (nor would I) frittered any of it away on frivolous things.

The further down the line husband gets with his steadily declining cognitive stuff, the more petty and money-grabbing he becomes.  He's always been a bit of a miser and always goes for the cheapest of anything - cheap is the first, well the only thing he considers.  And we all know that cheap is not necessarily the best value....as evidenced by most of the very cheap tools he's bought in the past that break on the 2nd or 3rd use.  😒  It seems that some of husband's worst, shall we say, traits are becoming exaggerated as his cognitive decline goes on.

Our new neighbour is moving in within the next couple of weeks, it's a single lady, I've only seen her from a distance.  Our Housing Officer told us her name (she apparently knows her from also being the H/O at the estate where she currently lives) and said she's very nice indeed.  Now that I know her name I'll put a Welcome card through her door.  We got a warm welcome from 2 or 3 of our neighbours when we moved in, so I'd like to do the same for her.

Mixture of sunshine and showers today, with a strong bitterly cold wind so no garden work today.  It's meant to be bright sunshine (and no rain!) Tuesday and Thursday this week, so hopefully we'll be able to get on with more garden stuff then.

I've made another double quantity of oil pastry this morning, half has gone in the freezer.  I've used the first half to make a butternut squash, leek, cheese and sage flan, half of which we'll have for dinner tonight with beans and homemade coleslaw, the remaining half to have cold for lunch with salad tomorrow.  I'm now about to mix up another half white/half wholemeal seeded loaf dough, it'll have an overnight prove and I'll bake it tomorrow.

5 comments:

  1. And having the compost and gravel delivered means you don't have to lug it in and out of the car. A real bonus for us more mature folks!
    I hope the new neighbour is friendly, although, by the sounds of it, she is. It will be nice for you to have a friend close by. I know you don't want to be in her pocket, or her in yours, but just having someone to have a pleasant chat with as you're passing, helps the world go round. xx

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  2. The flan sounds gorgeous.
    Sending hugs. Navigating the mental decline of a loved one is hard, and it wears away at you. Take care of yourself.

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  3. That will be just lovely, you giving your new neighbour a warm welcome with a card. Here is hoping that you can convince your hubby that cheaper is not best. I know it will be difficult what with his declining cognitive health.

    God bless.

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  4. My husband is the reverse Sooze. I always handled the finances and he was generous always. After his cardiac arrest/hypoxic brain injury he became so suspicious around money, not trusting me and mean that in the end my daughter has taken over. We did it all though Social Services and the DWP. I think of all that has happened this has been the most upsetting thing for me. Not to be trusted by someone you have been married to for 57 years and who was so generous around money broke my heart.
    My Dad always use to say, “buy cheap, buy twice”. I’m so glad the legacy is enabling you to do/buy things that brightens the situation you are in. Food sounds delicious. June xx

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  5. I think it's true what they say, that medical conditions like your husband's can make people into a more exaggerated version of themselves. I noticed it with my mother, and now I'm seeing it with my husband. It will be interesting to get to know the new lady (I'm still hoping for you that she has a little car and you can have occasional shopping jaunts together!) 😄

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