A surprise meeting

I was due to have an appointment with a nurse at the GP surgery this morning. My appointment with him three weeks ago was cancelled because he was ill. Same today.

I was hoping to talk about my unnamed sore hip and start the ball rolling for some action.

The receptionist said they have a “front line worker” who sees everyone with joint problems, but he had no appointments for ages.

She promised to ring back when she found me an appointment, perhaps with a doctor…..

I’m still waiting.

However, there was a lovely afternoon ahead in a Singing workshop in our village hall. Our choir is on its Easter break. People came from several different community choirs and we had a lovely time.

My image is of Margaret, who used to sing in my U3A Singing for Pleasure group. It was lovely to see her, particularly after a long period of serious illness from which she has recovered.

One of today’s songs was based on quotes from LaDonna Brave Bull, a Native American Dakota historian, genealogist and matriarch. In 2016, she helped set up resistance camps as part of the Dakota Access Pipeline protests. We are the river.