Plastic surgery

We spoke with the surgeon a few days ago and we have been informed My Beloved had plastic surgery on his butt, and having removed all the dressings now I have to say it's a lovely butt too, who would have thought getting a hip replacement would get you plastic surgery, but I'm not complaining it's a beauty of a scar. Another thing that is a little disconcerting is the fact that My Beloved is getting far to adept at putting on his stockings, and appears to be enjoying it waaaay to much, only another 3 weeks to go and those babies are going in the bucket.


Today was one scorchio of a day, 32 degrees with a feel factor much higher, no shade and no breeze I was puckled quickly and decided today was not the day to sit in the sun. We had a terribly lazy day today, getting up late, and then taking a siesta in the afternoon, calls missed, mails ignored, eeeee it was lush.


Our evening was spent in the company of our lovely neighbour/landlord/friends  Nelly and Itzhak, we popped over for a visit and were entertained beautifully, Itzhak's sharped witted tongue is quicker than most people I have met, and he kept us laughing all evening, we were fed Borekas, and cheese with olives and bread and sat outside on the their porch overlooking the tinkling lights of Haifa.