Roaring returns

MY TINNITUS has returned with a vengeance!

Not that it’s ever really gone away, it just became a quiet roaring for a time that I could on the whole ignore.

No ignoring it now, though – it’s driving me potty!

Still, soldiering on… We visit the farmers’ market today and purchase the belly pork for Saturday’s dinner, as well as couple of small pieces of tasty Lancashire cheese.

Surprises me just how the cost of this one-time cheap cut of meat has soared in recent years – reflecting its increasing popularity, I suppose.

I next whisk My Good Lady off for a spot of lunch at our local hostelry; we both opt for jacket potatoes with a tuna/mayo filling. Actually, the place is surprisingly busy with mid-term families, out enjoying today’s bright weather.

Returning home, we wander off for post-lunchtime snooze, before I get down, this evening, with my experimental cook session – a chicken and egg sauté, with potatoes (we’re certainly doing well with the carbohydrates today!) onions and peppers. A tasty treat and something a little novel.

We settle to watch a little telly this evening, viewing a recorded episode of Foyle’s War – one of my favourite detective dramas, and an episode we’d somehow managed to miss when it was first shown in 2004.

But as the evening progresses the tinnitus seems to get worse and worse. By the time I pack MGL into bed, it’s as if my head is bursting with the noise inside it. I feel a little dizzy on account of it.

I put on Question Time (BBC1) but such is the ringing in my ears I simply don’t have the patience to concentrate on the programme.

I close my eyes and put my head back on the sofa, but that just makes things even worse.

I can see if it doesn’t ease up soon, I’m going to need to see the hospital specialist again – I have an appointment with him in a few months time anyway.