We lost my cousin Bobbie early Monday. Recently turned 50, she has battled aggressive breast cancer for the last year. Surgery, chemo, radiation, all to no avail. A celebration of life will be held next summer. She has a huge fan base as both she and her husband Paul worked at Ridley College.
I spoke to my uncle, her Dad, yesterday as well as our UK cousins Alan & Christine and my cousin Tracy. I found out through the UK conversation that we lost one of our Irish wing, Ethel, about a week ago. Ethel made a few trips to Canada. My Dad carved her name into the new dock that he built - still there - Ethel Carr 1983.
In the meantime ? I re-roofed the garden shed. More roofing was delivered yesterday for the boathouse.
Sandy made a trip to Hemmingford, seeing the cousins and Aunt Vi. She arrived back in time for wine yesterday. We had a farewell glass & cappuccino & latte with the Davies - they head to Brantford today (30th) but Kim and Graham (and Chili) will be back on Friday; at least that's the plan. At this point they, or at least not Jason & Lorraine, will be here for Thanksgiving. Cassie's buddy Chili will be away for a couple of days. She'll be bored.
A gust of wind took out the table night before last. It's tipped over before but this time the glass shattered into a million little squares. It looked like a pile of ice on the deck. The little squares were big enough to get stuck between deck boards. That took a while to clean up. Sandy will have to decide between a new table and a piece of glass. I don't imagine that safety glass is cheap.
I've been out for a couple of short rides. One was aborted due to impending showers; the other just short. I've been busy and uninspired. I really need a change of scenery.
Onward.
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