Achilles Blog 66 – 23.12.14..It’s a Wonderful life

Does anyone know why there is a crow on the counter of the Bailey Building & Loan offices in It’s a Wonderful Life? I think this is one of the reasons why the young couple near to us at the screening in Greenwich Cinema found the film so funny. It is funny, of course.  And a testament to the director and James Stewart that it is so enduring, even in black & white. I came out thinking the usual things.. yes .. it is a Wonderful Life that I am lucky enough to have….but I also realised that if I want to be a nice, kind, cheerful, George Bailey-type, I have to avoid my equivalent of mis-placing $8,000.  Which, (embarrassingly, by comparison), means I have to avoid being panic-stricken because a builder has let me down and a property will not be ready, or a new builder will have to be found. And avoid being panic-stricken because I have not bought enough nuts or forgotten to buy parsnips or clean the car or deliver a bath screen or clean the house before (niece and nephew) J and K arrive … because.. it’s a Wonderful Life… and what can be worse than choosing to waste it being panic-stricken….choosing to waste it getting stressed. I am learning to breathe so that it is like a beautiful drink of the coolest water… the best thing ever after a hot, non-encounter with a missing builder…

I am so glad that my leg just ignores me. Yes, it gets stiff if I sit still for too long. Yes, I still have the pulling on my heel. I was sure, over the last few weeks, I’d got absolutely nowhere, progress-wise. But (hospital physio) Helen actually measured where I was 6 weeks or so ago – I could only do 3 full height heel raises… now I can do 10. And I wasn’t even trying. I spent 3 of the last 4 weeks or so doing very little physio/exercise. But marvellous leg knows where it’s going. The pulling is due to excessive pronation (which pre-existed my injury) and can apparently be helped by an off-the-peg arch support. There is still plenty of work to do… and beautiful leg wants to try. Even my calf muscle is growing, says Helen. Leg is blithely looking forward to a wonderful life.

Our rolling pin is missing… we lent it to Mary (as in Joseph) for the Christmas Journey play (see blog 64: and haven’t seen it since.  But… Yay!!..I had remembered to buy the wine… and Jay rolled out the pastry for the mince pies with a cold bottle of sauvignon blanc from the fridge. But if he hadn’t been able to do this, no-one would have died or starved….so, misplaced panic thankfully and appropriately…misplaced.

Have a wonderful, joy-filled Christmas!


Jay's mince pies


About aintwegotitmade

Who am I?.......well, I'm getting to that age where I have to think about that before I answer... My name is J, I'm married, and my husband and I live in the great city of London. I started this blog as an update to family and friends when I completely ruptured my Achilles tendon a few years ago (see The first post). I am so fortunate in every possible way...and in all honesty, I'm just using this blog to remind myself... Why is it called Ain't we got it made?: this is a line from one of my favourite songs (Sing Baby Sing - Have I got it made? Well - I've got a roof over my head, running water right into my house, a fully-stocked supermarket round the corner, free and readily available healthcare; and I live with my lovely husband in a great city, in a beautiful country, where I feel safe and secure.... I rest my case. Fact or opinion: I am not an expert on anything… but I can confirm that everything in this blog is either fact or opinion. I hope to post regularly, mostly about things I find uplifting, positive, amusing, optimistic, important..or perhaps just about regular daily life...but I won't bother you too much. Thanks for stopping by... jx
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