Category Archives: Personal

One Four All

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I will have a go at Mr Devine’s smashing idea of posting 4 pictures in the hope that it will prompt me to post more often. Unfortunately, I have a hissy fit when trying to post pictures on Blogger, so WordPress it is. Apologies for that.

A collage!! I made a collage!!

This is not THE big pink bush, but a different pink bush that flowers earlier in the year.

Barney has grown! He still has aspirations of becoming a Great Dane.

AND, another collage!!!

Blimey, this almost makes it look like I’ve been busy.

For The Birthday Boy…

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Happy Birthday, Mr Devine!
For your birthday I bring you a post of dog proportions – I know you will be thrilled! So here is a picture of my new dog, Barney, and he’s actually a lot bigger than he looks and is finally giving me a moment to update my blog.

And talking of writing blog posts – I am struggling with Blogspot. I have tried, but I find it awkward and clunky and I don’t have the will to fight with it, so apologies for my update here.
Yep, that’s all my brain can manage!

Sxx

The Truth is…..

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…..that I think I have Covid again, and I feel dog rough, so I am away to the sofa for a week to read books and watch Downton Abbey – this treatment seemed to help last time.

Also, I am searching for a book I read in the early 90’s, though it might not have been written then. I can’t remember the author, nor the title. It was about a young girl who was evacuated during WW2 to a farm in the countryside. She’s a sweet kid but gets the wrong end of the stick about everything, thus making it an amusing tale as she passes on misunderstood observations, and meddles in the love life of an older farm girl. Anyhow it’s driving me potty that I can’t remember the author’s name!

Right, I am away to my sick sofa!!

A Seamy Tale of Cheap Love After 7pm….

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I made this….

Collage-private-eye-RDSmith

Yes, I have collaged my favourite Private Eye clipping featuring the seamy affair between Mr R D Smith and his part-time love, Mrs Kelly, stitched together and exposed via the media of misprints and classified ads. I haven’t made a collage for almost a year, so I’m pleased that I tried. I’m not altogether happy with the result, but I framed it all the same…

framed collage

This photo isn’t so much about the collage, it’s about the rain running down the window pane. Yep, whilst the rest of the UK basks in glorious sunshine the rain still finds Devon. And what is this nonsense about a heat warning for the whole country from Monday???? The temperatures here are forecast to get no higher than 23C on Wednesday – which is normal.

I finish with my ear worm of the week – I thank Jon for this as he unwittingly put it in my head. This is the short version…

Next Week:- Joy rushed to the oven. “I do believe my buns are on fire” she cried.

Ear Worm of the Week….

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….or since Savvy mentioned it in my comments box a couple of weeks ago.

I think I will share this as Sunday Music so everyone can suffer… I do like it, but I don’t want it in my head ALL the time.

Meanwhile, it’s been so cold that I lit the wood burner! Unheard of!!! Or is it? Looking back at old photographs I notice that during summer months I was more often than not wearing a cardigan. My family were fond of taking holidays in Wales, Up t’North, and in the West Country – so maybe this cold weather is only unusual in London and the South East. There was no endless lawn management when I lived in that part of the country as all the grass would be yellow-brown by mid-July and wouldn’t need any care until April the following year. I remember those crispy fried lawns with fondness, with the ground so hard that the sprinklers we jumped through would leave mud-free puddles, which the dog would lap from. Devon is different – turn your back for 5 seconds and the garden turns into a jungle.

Have a good week, and enjoy the ear-worm!

When Work is Finally Over….

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….what will you do?

….I will spend all my time writing to Scottish Widows trying to locate my LOST pension policy, that’s what I’ll do…. actually I won’t because I have found it!!!! In the attic. In a box that hasn’t been opened since the mid-nineties. And it is no longer with Scottish Widows, so I have been bestowing calligraphic bribes upon them that they do not deserve.

Anyhow, this begs the question: When work is finally over, what will you do? What will I do?

I think I might blog more. The 10 days I spent blogging were uplifting, and quite frankly, it’s all I can afford! I might have an ice cream every now and then as well.