Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England



I’ve been feeling unwell for a few days, yesterday the only time that I crawled  in a slothful way, out from under the duvet was to pick up a prescription from the doctors. In the car park my legs didn’t much feel like they belonged to me, but rather a giraffe, they were sort of gangly and not quite going in the direction I wanted them too, maybe it hadn’t been such a good idea to come out: an elderly lady was being helped from a  car into a wheel chair, her legs looked stick thin and  brittle, like those of a fawn.

In the Chemist, I slumped on the the ‘waiting chair’, what is it about the ‘ritual’ of dispensing chemists that makes reaching a packet of antibiotics off the shelf, slapping a sticky label on them and giving them to the customer such a big deal, the chemist took the prescription from me, entered it to her computer then proceeded to make two phone calls before, having the grace to come back and OK the box the assistant has reached off the shelf and hand it to me, I was feeling like a bear with a sore head, I just wanted to go back to bed.

Driving home I glanced in the rear view mirror, it was completely filled by the word VOLVO and the snarling radiator grill of a stone lorry, it was clinging to the back bumper like a limpet; maybe I was driving at a tortoise like speed, but no, on checking my speed it was the stone truck who had the issue with the new 30mph speed restriction not me. Back home I found my glasses (I’m getting as blind as a bat without them) I read the leaflet that came with the antibiotics, a list of possible side effects that’s enough to make you feel as sick as a parrot; but at last, I could go back to bed and curl up in my hibernating hedgehog pose. (not my photo folks)


I’m feeling much better today, well better than yesterday, it’s just as well because Mr Uhdd has been at home today, rattling around the house like a flea in a bottle and he has just taken a chisel to the kitchen wall, so it’s just as well my thumping headache has gone.

The weather has at last been beautiful (whilst I’ve been in bed, typical) so I did go and sit by the pond for a wee while this afternoon, this dragonfly was flitting around, they are tricky blighters to take photos of, they wont keep still; I think they have something a ‘prehistoric monster’ look about them, or maybe that’s the medication

Dragon fly


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

12 thoughts on “Menagerie

  1. Chicken soup and lots of fluids. And sleep – don’t forgot to sleep. Get better, Uhdd.

  2. Sorry to hear uphill. Chemists have lots of power to make you better but its a saga your right to get the stuff you need quickly. They faff about and normally just prior to handing over the potion they ask you for your address. Also I dont think they ever get ill.
    I hope Mr Uhdd isnt to unwell, will miss his routine at the race tommorow.
    Maybe a trip with the camera to the sheepdog trials will cheer you up.

  3. It was a nice night tonight indeed. We had a lovely walk over the hills, I took the camera and managed to snap a squirrel. Isnt it noticeable how the dark nights are coming earlier which isnt good.

  4. Oh poor you! I didn´t look at the blogs before now and my “be well again soon” comment may be a little late to work, but I will send it with extra power then. If it is true, that every bad thing has a good side too, it must be, – in this case – the wonderful feeling of getting well again. I hope this will reach you soon.

  5. You’d get on well with the Other Half. Your description of feeling ill sounds so much like her when she’s unwell. Me, I just grump and work harder—not exactly advisable but I absolutely loathe and detest being ill and lying in bed. Anyway, I hope your feeling better today. We finally had a dry day yesterday and the sun is out this morning so we’re all feeling cheery.

  6. Thanks for the good wishes folks
    LBR, hope to be at the trials tomorrow, got to get out in such beautiful weather.
    Stony, that’s a very macho ‘hunter gather’ take on things, promise you won’t take up a career as a health care professional! 🙂 Other than the odd hypochondriac, I’m not sure any ‘likes’ feeling ill.
    A few light duties in a sunny garden should perk me up

  7. Thanks very much for your comment on my site, I hope the hay gets baled and you are back to your normal self soon. The sunshine will hopefully speed your recovery!

  8. (((sending more healing vibes)))
    I’ve been trying to nap in the sunshine in the garden. Sunshine does us all the world of good. I prescribe the same for you if the weather holds.
    Don’t try and overdo it too quickly. I keep thinking I feel better then realise I’m perhaps not. Keep those cotton wool legs at bay. 🙂

  9. UHDD, you haven’t met the OH! She enjoys being ill enough to enjoy the perks of being ill: staying in bed, mug of hot lemon juice and honey, lots of sympathy, good book in between bouts of feeling enjoyably sorry for her self, etc.
    As for me, it’s not a macho hunter gatherer thing, it’s just that I work harder when grumpy and being ill makes me grumpy. Oh, and I’m as stubborn as a mule.

  10. I hope that you’re feeling better and enjoying the weekend! xx

  11. I am glad you feel better now. And to make you feel even better I added links to the color photographs in my ‘Market Garden’ post.

  12. Thanks for going to so much trouble Wouter, I’ll link to them in a post soon, if that’s OK

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