I have been missing in blogging this past week, mostly because of a rawther busy schedule. However the following is a brief update on life above the Dentists’ Office in the old Lennox Nursing Home Building on Water Street.
First things first – Nora! Well we had a bit of a set back more than a week ago when Nora woke up shaking, whimpering and afraid to move. She snuggled against me and wouldn’t stir. A quick call to the Atlantic Vet College Clinic brought the suggestion that she may have overdone it (who our NORA!!! NO! NEVER!) and that we go back to more kennel rest and the pain killers. At a visit to the Vet several days later a week of Medicam, for inflammation, was prescribed. I don’t particularly like Medicam, the dosage has to be very exact based on the dog’s weight and an overdose can do great harm. The vet also wanted to give her a sort of doggie prozac and increase the dosage of pain killers. We nixed that big time as a doggie druggie is not my idea of what my girl should become. She is back to some kennel rest, pain killers twice a day, and attempts, often futile, to stop her running, jumping and tussling with Nicky.
Officially spring began March 20 when the sun reached the equator at sometime around 1748 ADT. In our house our first sign of spring came two or three days later when the first fly came in through the door as I let Nicky out to prove to him that it was too cold to lie on the deck in the sunshine. The fly obviously felt the same as I did!
Much of my time the past two or three weeks has been taken up with preparations for our PEI Symphony Orchestra fundraisering Gala: A Night at the Races. That involved going begging bowl in hand to various businesses and individuals asking for donations to our auctions – and I’m please to say that so many came through with a great variety of items. A few that were approached via email and letter just didn’t respond which puzzled me. One did respond with a very polite refusal explaining that they did not feel our demographic was a fit for their products. I can accept that but to not reply at all just seems to be not only rude but incredibly short-sighted of a business in a small community.
I did a short radio interview for a local afternoon show with the incredibly talented Tara MacLean who was our host and headliner at the Gala. She is begining an association with the PEISO that will lead to a full length concert with the orchestra in 2020 – and launch a tour of appearances with orchestras throughout North America.
If you’d like to hear the golden tones of yours faithfully shilling for the event CBC saves this sort of thing for posterity – or a few weeks, which ever is longer. A left click here will take you there.
The gala was a great success – a record number of people, many who took the Races theme to Ascot heights. Sadly I cant’ find any photos of either Laurent (in full Captain Von Trapp drag) or I (vested, watch-fobbed, tuxedoed, and top hatted to the nines) so there is no evidence of our sartorial splendour.
Our Nicky was not a happy camper yesterday morning – he saw the bags being dragged out and went into full panic mode. Even the arrival of Marie to look after the HFH for a few days did not calm him down. Nora was a little less concerned – Marie will cuddle, pet, coo, and deliver the biscuits so what’s the big deal. We decided that a few days in the bright lights and big buildings of Halifax would not go amiss – when did I ever think I’d consider Halifax “the big city”???? So we packed a few things – 10 shirts, four sweaters, 11 changes of underwear, socks etc – for the three days and head out on the drive to the mainland and the waters of the Bedford Basin. The weather promises to be sunny if cold but a change of scenery for Laurent’s birthday, the wind down to the winter projects, and just a change of scenery will do us both good.
The Borden-Carleton side of the Bridge. 
The New Brunswick side – 11 kms onward.
The photo on the left is the beginning of the 11 km (7 miles) span of the Confederation Bridge that joins the Mainland to the Island. That’s New Brunswick in the distance across the ice packs of the Northumberland Strait. Ten minutes later we arrive in NB and Halifax is only another two and a half hours away.
March 28 is a day with two possible celebrations that I initially thought were related: Weed Apprication Day and Something On A Stick Day. I thought that second one was “Clip” when I first read it. Turns out they mean “weed” like in dandelions not …. never mind.
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‘… no evidence of our sartorial splendour.’: Pity.
splendOUr : 👍
“CBC saves this sort of thing for posterity – or a few weeks, which ever is longer” — hahahahahahaha! Great interview and my, oh my, what a mellifluous voice you have, Willym!
Why thank you – that was my CBC before Harper voice! 😉
Oh, how I wish there were photos of your sartorial splendor. Congratulations on a successful fundraiser!
I always enjoy these sorts of posts viz. updates in your daily doings. This is even more appreciated since you don’t post on FB. It was fascinating to see your place ‘in winter’.