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The Best Of Fun


Recently my BFF came to play stay for a couple of weeks. Our twice annual pyjama party complete with fabulous food, furry entertainment from #NotMyCat Mickey (aka Mickster, mooch, buggerboo, etc), lots of conversations and reminiscences, music, stitching and of course movies.

  • Barefoot in the Park
  • Kind Hearts and Coronets
  • Cromwell
  • Goodbye Christopher Robin
  • The Way
  • Walk In The Woods
  • The Road
  • The Battle of the Sexes
  • Close Encounters of the Third Kind
  • Darkest Hour
  • Stonehearst Asylum 
  • In The Shadow of the Moon
  • Bohemian Rhapsody
  • To Catch a Thief
  • Summertime
  • The Fastest Indian in the World
  • Gravity
  • The Zookeepers Wife
  • Sybil
  • Blackboard Jungle
  • Mad Men season one, two, three, four and five

BFF had had a vertigo episode before she came to stay, and while resting in her bed she was able to focus on crocheting some cat blankets and brought 10 finished ones with her, along with a stash of double knitting yarn. She is such a quick stitcher that she could stitch a complete blanket every day. We paid a visit to the local wool shop to source a cotton blend to complete one of my blankets. Before long we had 23 blankets ready, and contacted the local cat protection branch for somebody to come and collect them. They posted a very nice thank you message on their Facebook page.

We ventured in to town to take care of a few errands, and often trotted to the local supermarket for nibbles and treats. On Easter Saturday we even went to the local beach and wondered the Esplanade before sitting on a bench and enjoying the sunshine. It was quite unexpected as often there is a cooling sea breeze but there was hardly any movement.

All too soon our fun has to come to an end, the suitcase is packed, and she is returning home. We re-set the counter for her return sometime in September. 

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Posted by on April 27, 2019 in Life, people

 

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The Ying-Yang of Reality


It’s been a twenty four hours indeed. Yesterday, dear readers I was forgotten! FORGOTTEN!! Moi, the indignity.  BFF usually calls me as she walks home from work everyday. Yesterday circumstances meant she went home at lunchtime, but come 4pm no message so I readied myself, tv muted, phone in hand, and waited.  Hmmmm, 4:15 no call, perhaps she’s chit chatting with her boss (not unusual).  Hmmm, 4:30 no call, perhaps she’s calling after getting her prescription. Hmmm, 4:40 no call, perhaps her phone died.  I sent a message, immediately my phone starts ringing “I forgot about you”. Charming! Lol.

Today my niece and great neice popped in for lunch and to help with a chore or two (at above inflation living wage pocket money rates too!) and was bestowed the honour of an original piece of artwork.  We didn’t spend long discussing the modernist take on the abstract theme of the piece, very much leaving it to the fluid thoughts of the viewer.  It could be a statement on climate change and the rising of the blue waves, or it might be Rizzie the cat lounging in the sunshine.  Either way I am rather chuffed to be considered worthy of such thought.

Life – never a smooth road, keeps one in one’s place.

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2019 in Life, people

 

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The Holibobs Blues


Like the weather, my mood has dipped to decidedly chilly since my BFF fly off back home just over a week ago.  I’m sure the seventeen days she was here are the absolutely fastest of the year.  It’s amazing how a few days of simple changes can make such a difference.  Okay, so we are not the most adventurous vacationers, infact our greatest outing was to the cinema.  Spending our days chatting, reminiscing, stitching, playing with ‘Not My Cat’ (didn’t take him long to catch on treat giver was back, lol).  

So viewing pleasures ….. I’ve forgotten a few.

  • Funny Girl
  • Funny Lady
  • Churchill
  • Another Mother’s Son
  • Christine
  • Hitchcocks Lifeboat
  • The Girl
  • Breath
  • Shepherd & Butchers
  • Eight Days A Week
  • Love & Mercy
  • Eat Pray Love
  • Before You Go To Sleep
  • Deniel
  • Sully
  • Doc Martin
  • The Marvellous Mrs Maisel

Good food, treat food, tasty food, thoroughly enjoyed and relished.

It’s horrid to say good bye when we know it will be a few months before we are together again. 

To add salt to my blue mood, you remember that list, just a few things, that I set to do before BFF arrive Do? Yeah, well, erm, that didn’t go so good either, but that’s for another post.

 
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Posted by on October 23, 2018 in Films, General, Life, people

 

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United Diversity

What a fabulous photograph! Three beautiful young ladies engaging in the celebrations of a Royal event, coordinating their patriotic red, white and blue with their modesty ethos and headscarves. Three young Islamic followers sharing the joy of a Christian wedding.  I truly hope their experiences of the day was solely positive and affirming.

It’s a sad dark shadow on our society that there are those who will view this casual image so negatively. There are those who will snear and cry that these ‘types’ should go back from where they came (little realising that it’s likely somewhere like Bishop Stortford, or a country village, not some distant land; nor realising Islamists have lived, worked and died in the UK for a few thousand years).  There are also some who will genuinely believe these ladies have demeaned themselves, because they are not wearing black and they have their faces exposed.

Whilst there will always be those who favour an opposite negative opinion, and I hope they are a shrinking minority, can we please try and enjoy the positive, happy, inclusive, non-pigeon-holing of life.  It seems as society is trying to become inclusive and tolerant (detest that word), it is also becoming more focused on tagging and highlighting differences.  

I was reluctant to post this, you never quite know whether on such an explosive subject, readers will understand what I mean, and who will take offence. Fingers crossed.

 
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Posted by on May 25, 2018 in In The News, Life

 

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Siri? Alexa? No, Aunty

Picture the scene……. You are sitting comfy on the sofa, feet up, the late afternoon sunshine warming your exposed toes, your mind is occupied watching Columbo run rings around William Shatner, you are contemplating when to go make your poached salmon with vegetable rice and a splash of soy sauce, when the phone rings…….

Now I never get unsolicited phone calls, BFF calls during the week during her walk home from work, Bro-In-Law and Big Sis are away for the weekend, Nephew & family would be eating their dinner, whose left to call! I scramble to mute the tv and grab the phone. 

“Hello?”

“Hello you, it’s me” (Bro-In-Law) Utoh, problems? Brain scurries every which way

“Hello you” my brain is bemused, coherence not engaged

“You by the pod” that’s code for within reach of t’internet

“Yeeaaahhhhssssssss?” My brain is reaching wtf mode

“What time does the GP start?” 

Really? No, Hey we’re having a fab time, missing us, food awesome at that pub, etc etc, just straight in with the important stuff, lol.

“6pm Channel Four”

“Ta much”

Who needs Google when you’ve a me!!!

 
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Posted by on May 13, 2018 in General, Life, people

 

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I Hate Halloween (still)

 

Time for a repost…

It all stems back to a incident in 1973/1974 and some decades later the fear within still resides and affects my behaviour.

Way back then I was a small child, only child of the house. We lived in a new house in the village, there were no street lights and few neighbours. The room beside the main lounge/dinner, always named the little lounge, was where I would play most evenings, not disturbing my parents. The window, at right angles from the main lounge windows, looked out across the lawn and across the neighbours drive. It was a very quiet village and as my street was a cul de sac of only a dozen properties not much traffic either. It was never unusual for the curtains to be left open after all there was no one to look-in.

One of the main streets [the village centered around a t-junction beside an ancient Priory and river crossing] had the affluent estates, mansions of six or seven bedrooms in acres of land, some only years old some dating pre-victorian, and as the oil industry was beginning to boom on the coast these executive dwellings were rented to upper managements families, thus why we had American families in the village.

The ‘festival’ of trick or treating was unknown to my neck of the woods, yes we were aware of All Hallow’s Eve, the night of witches and gouls, stories of fright but other than that is was a non-event.

I vividly recall that night without much prompting, I was playing gymnastics in the little lounge. forward rolls, backward rolls and so forth, balancing, pretending to tight-rope walk when there was a knock at the window. I looked up expecting to see a familiar face who had tried to gain our attention by knocking at the front door but had not been heard, but I was much mistaken. I saw a light shining upon a glowing disfigured face with a blood curdling moan eminating and nothing but pure blackness around. I was petrified, scared witless at this utter terror before me. I know I screamed with all the effort I could muster. I ran into the main lounge and leapt to my Mother startled by my activity, the leap was close to record breaking for a 5/6year old. I was shaking, howling, in such utter distress and hysteria.

My Father hurried from the house. It was not until many years later that someone else told me he caught one of the teens who had taken part in this deed, had grabbed him by the scruff of his jacket, pulling him to within an inch of his face and shouted most violently at him.

The next day as I boarded the bus for school, I knew instantly who had been involved, the two american teenage boys from the large house and one local boy, they were a gang of three, their snickers and glares displayed their guilt. I was so angry, yet utterly intimidated.

It is now approaching dusk and my nerves are already twitching to close the curtains and lock the door. When I first moved into my home the first couple of All Hallow’s Eve’s I could not bring myself to be in my kitchen and cook because there was nothing to cover the window and door, eventhough there was no way for anyone to get to them, the fear was there. When I worked flexi-time at the Agency I always left the moment core time was over and drove home to get hidden in my home.

I don’t for a moment imagine those three fellows even remember frightening me that night, but I do. I hate halloween.

EDIT :: I still close the curtains early, I am still on edge should there be a knock at my door (which would be ignored), but I know I’ll be fine.

 
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Posted by on October 31, 2017 in General, Life, people

 

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Mature Teenagers

It’s time to play the music……. It’s time to light the lights……..

BFF has arrived and plugged her phone in, rummaged to find her comfy stuff, made herself at home; groceries have been delivered to make tasty home cooked foods, the shipment of Coke Zero has been unloaded (she’s a Coke fiend, I’m a coffee one), this is our idea of a staycation…. Doors are locked, curtains may or may not be opened….. Pleasing ourselves, watch a movie or two, stitch and create, render some donkeys backlegless, laugh hysterically at something silly until our sides hurt…….it’s like being a teenager left at home. AWESOME

*insert happy big grinning smilie face here*

 
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Posted by on September 23, 2017 in Life, people

 

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