It was when packing the card to my great niece I realised something was wrong.
The expensive gifts (I say) were placed in the envelope, an address was written (and checked) and as I lifted the envelope I realised it was possible to see the contents if the card was held up to the light.
A larger brown envelope was procured from the dust covered pile. The old white envelope was inserted, the address added, a stamp (first class) placed in the top corner and satisfaction was guaranteed.
Then I noticed the card was still sitting on the desk!
Ripping open the brown envelope, ripping open the white envelope, ripping to bits and dumping both the ex-envelopes in the pile of refuse at the side of the desk. Card inserted, with expensive (I say) gifts into new envelope. Address added, stamp affixed, sudden realisation first class stamp on other envelope wasted and lost! Card checked, passed and placed for posting.
I contemplated the situation. Several days running such situations had arisen. Something was wrong my mind was not working. I often found myself wondering what I was doing and questioning where I was. Either dementia was here or it was the more usual cause stupidity.
Poison was considered but the price of cyanide these days was beyond me.
Then I realised what was wrong. A combination of the wee bug that folks have found difficult to shift was hanging around (no news there) and my inability to eat was the main cause of the trouble.
I had eaten but was forgetting some things like meat, fish, etc. Last night I felt rough and there was I enjoying a delightful Saturday night stuffing Corned Beef down my throat as I lay in bed watching the wee team playing Dundee United in an effort to rescue some comprehension in my head. It worked!
There is a obvious need for Matron to ensure I eat properly, it might help me lose some weight also.
If the weather is good she may not notice the windows have not been cleaned since the scaffolding was placed outside when the building was repainted two years ago. Maybe I ought to suggest repainting the place...?
This afternoon I ought to be cleaning the kitchen but I have been accidentally trapped in my bed listening to the football on the wireless. I will attend to the other things later - if I have time...