The odd day …!!! in The odd entries from life …….

Revised: 11/10/2015 6:09 p.m.

  • Nov. 9, 2015, 11 p.m.
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The 8:22 bus to Truro goes at 8:12!

I don’t have to go into Truro early normally, today was the exception, if I were just going to the CAB it would ok – just! But I have to go somewhere else first; so I will have to be a few minuets late.

The weather is mild this morning, but the wind and rain make our mild morning feel cold, perhaps it will feel warmer come 9:22!

Also I have to be back home by 2:00 as my Doctor is phoning me at 2:00, I was going to Perranporth but it is not easy to get there with out a car, I’m hopping this will be my last phone or visit to Perranporth as I’m told there is a good surgery in Probus, the next village to Grampound Road.

Gosh its time to go …………..

Writing the stuff up there I had lost time, suddenly it was near time for the bus, I got to the bus stop with no bus in sight, after five or eight minuets the 22 came down though Grampound Road; I hadn’t missed the bus on a second twice in an hour and ten minutes.

When I arrived in Truro I realised this could be one of those odd day’s, I had to see the agent for the house we were in the last six years; bringing in the last debt by hand. From there I needed to cross the centre of Truro, I found the first way was closed to cars and us walkers, the there second way was closed, so I had to away from where I wanted to do; once walking round a large building I was then on onward my destination.

I was there on the spot of 10 o – clock, things seem to be going on well, a few things to add and my signet.

I took the last bus I could that well get me home for a phone, my Doctors at Perranporth I find it difficult to get an appointment, so I had a phone appointment, it went well and he will call me again in two weeks; keeping his eye or should I say his ear on me ….

Before the next phone call I will be registered with the surgery in Probes, I’m to far away from Perranporth for the doctors there to visit me should I be unwell; I really should have a surgery closer – a bus trip to the next village.


Last updated November 10, 2015


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