‘A trip to Auntie Depression’ in The odd entries from life …….

It began on Wednesday of last week, I needed more Citalopram to keep me up, I have a box every month and this time I wanted Cetraben Cream [not to be taken with Strawberries] It is a for dry or eczema prone skin, when I order and new prescription from the Surgery I can collate on the third day.

On the third day I took the bus to Truro stepping off in Probus, the Surgery was busy so a lady from the desk fund my prescription; and left thankfully. Probus has four buses going through every hour, at home it’s just the one, so I continued on a 51 bus that goes to Truro with a detour though some very narrow streets.

On Friday evening I opened the bag that my prescription in, the 500g dispenser of cream was there, and only the 500g dispenser; no Citalopram that I should take each night; and the Surgery is not open over the weekend.

Sitting in the bus as we approached Truro I had a thought ‘it’s Friday’ owe dear I thought ‘I should be in the Church for the second class of five’ about being enrolled as a member as a Methodists; and I had been late for the first! I have the note’s and my Good News Bible to read up the last class; I might take some cake this Friday …………

It was Tuesday before I got to Probus, no truck with me just a camera bag, and only having the one an hour 22 bus to get home I needed something to do, the weather was changing every ten minuets, so I maid my way to the Church of St Probus and St Grace, now you where the villages name comes from.

Early in the morning we had a lovely sunny weather, now it’s mixed and by I got to Probes it was less mixed, walking to the Doctors it rained on and off, leaving there was no rain but I had wind; so I made my way to the Church ground by a side path. This time I went to the east side of the Church, most of the graves are there some are quite old.

I spent a while with my camera at scenes that were a mix of winter with spring, when the wind gathered I went inside the Church, it was in darkness and yet still held on to it’s calmness as sounds of storm rattled around. About quarter pass I left to catch the half passed 22 bus to Groundpound Road and home.

Last updated March 22, 2017