Hi Christine - made us laugh too that a hedgehog would eat prawn crackers, what a racket he/she made eating them. He/she has been last night, not seen but left a little deposit on the patio.
Had a lovely time last night, thanks. My mum & I are members at York racecourse and it was a free preview evening with a free meal. My lovely mum pays for my membership. My dad & hubby along with us were all members before we lost them. The meal was lovely, best thing I have eaten for ages. Had our meal & came home, didnāt stay until the end - we ate & ran. So we are at the races now for the next 4 days, distracts us both & lots of friends to chat to. But by Saturday evening will be shattered.
Could do to get in the garden & do some work, but it will wait. My grass is not neat at all - sadly. Got loads of weeds, bald in some areas & it is like a ploughed field in other places, hubby used to keep it pristine - not now. It is a big garden, the main reason we bought the house - sadly do not enjoy it so much nowadays. I know what you mean about motivation, some days very hard to feel motivated about anything much. Attached a photo of 2 of the buddhas we bought when we first moved in. I put the lights into the trees after he had gone, I like to see them lit in the evenings.
Hope your angel ornament arrives soon, it looks lovely. Glad your ribbons have arrived. You do sound as though you are in a better place than last week. Hope some time this week you manage to get to see your therapist.
I hope you have a great day, take care. Love Alison xx
Hi Tina,
That is shocking that your bro received someone elseās info through the post and that person wonāt have a clue about what has happened. Have you let the hospital know? Appalling given the nature of the appointments. No wonder your bro is worried that heās lost and that someone else will have his appointment no doubt. Getting through such long shifts is going to really take itās toll on him physically. Can he not do less hours, just until he sorts out this situation? I know men are generally stubborn (soz Neil, not including you ! x) and will keep their heads down and plod on until they have to deal with it. You must be very worried.
I got up very late again. Was watching camping you tube videos until 3 am. My sleep pattern is shot to bits. So by the time I was sitting at the open windows having coffee, looking out onto the garden, waiting for my hot water, the creep was back and Iāve had to retreat to the bedroom. I did close the windows, blinds, net curtains (I have so many layers to stop him peering in) but had to open them again because itās too hot in the house. Creep is cutting back everything he can get his hands on again. The roar of a garden power tool was always something in the background in summer and never used to bother me but now I know itās him it is so annoying. But at least I know where he is with the noise.
Started a āmood boardā yesterday with my research magazine cuttings so will finish that today and I will start a scrapbook on my interior design photos. Itās an easy thing to do and is connected to Porsch as Iād got my folders out to do with her outside but didnāt manage to start. Still havenāt used my ribbons yet but have some ideas of where to hang her. I got my Rainbow Bridge hand crafted dream catcher just now and have it hung from the bamboo bed rail so that light from the window glistens through the beads. The artist created them with her mam who had dementia and continues to make them, raising money for charity through her art. Here it is:
My bedroom is very pink and girly in the summer with the saris but I replace the canopy with caramel blankets in the winter and have a more neutral colour palette. I will use mamās beautiful curtains (gold and red pattern) for the ācornersā of the 4 poster effect so she will be with me. I always think of her when I am changing the bed because buying bedding for me for xmas was what she did. I wish she could see how my house has changed. I did it during lockdown and she never visited me here afterwards because of her health and the move from the old house. Iām shrouded in a sadness for all that has happened, not just her leaving this world. Knowing it will never change is exhausting.
I will try to tie my ribbons outside above Porschaās cushion if the creep goes out but Iām sure he will be blasting his music just as soon as he is finished. I had just put my fountains on in the garden for the first time since Porsch but canāt hear them from here. I will add her name to the love heart stone I found buried when I was trying to dig a grave. Hope I have a dark nail polish. I havenāt worn polish since mam, so 2 years in November. I always loved having pretty toes in summer sandals. Canāt really work with it on my finger nails because of the fabrics.
Have you started any of your crafting yet? Could be something to enjoy while you wait for the hospital trips to start again. I find my textiles is a secret world I can climb into and block everything else out, even if it is a temporary reprieve.
Itās 1 week tonight at about 9.30 that Porsch left this world. Hope she is playing and getting up to mischief on Rainbow Bridge.
Lots of love xxx
Hi Suzanne,
I was just telling Tina about the camping clips I love to watch on you tube at night. Reminds me of being young, family holidays with the cats, being free to dream of who I wanted to be. I really am such a geek when it comes to the detail of it all. Wish I could start going again, to be free with nature. Iāve never built a fire though and I really hated being a girl guide so no actual skills in that department. But I love watching it and imagining I am there. Been enjoying āAloneā where they have to make their own camp and survive on berries and fish / animals (canāt watch that bit). But the reason Iām telling you is because I thought of you when he set up a camera to film the badgers. Hope it plays and go to 46 mins in for the action.
So cute. And the tent has no poles. Inflatable tubes! Fab design. The poor car would buckle under the strain of huge 70ās canvas tent and heavy poles, bedding, food, kitchen stuff, bags of clothes, 3 kids etc Surprised the suspension on the car didnāt give way. My dad was panick-stricken all the way there and back again!
Forgot to say, fab news on the mot. I hate them too because I have to take the car in, get the mechanic to drive me home because of my agoraphobia, wait all day to see what is happening, most often goes into the next day because it is old and started needing big jobs (but Iāll keep it going because itās ok with ULEZ and I canāt find another myself or test drive it like I did with dad), wait all day for him to drop it back to me and then I take him back up to the garage if he doesnāt have another bloke with him to take him back. Heās a lovely bloke and weāve been going to him for years and Iāve explained about my anxiety. I usually give him some soup and a thank you card / biscuits / a print of my work for the office. I know I must look like a right weirdo but Iām used to being me by now and just have to do what I can.
Check out my lovely suncatcher for Porsch (posted to Tina). Chuffed.
Lots of love xxx
Hi Alison,
Very posh! going to the races. Sounds wonderful. I hope you are dressing up for the occasion. Mam loved her pretty outfits. I always think of her when I see colourful summer dresses with flowered print. What a lovely thing to enjoy with your mam. Will you be putting a bet on? Iām sure I havenāt been to the races but might have gone to the dogs at Walthamstow years ago. Obviously didnāt enjoy it that much if I canāt remember much. Lots of men shouting with me not sure what was going on! I do remember winning Ā£94 with the work raffle for the Grand National. I was very careful selecting the two numbers (50p each). Iāve always been lucky with cards too. Grandma would save all her half, one and two pences (yes, I am that old!) for when my sister and I stayed over. Weād play threes and fours on the leather poof next to the fire. Weād be scorched on one side and numb on the other in our flannelette nighties. Toasty hot blanket for bed. I love getting flash backs to my childhood. She had a stray cat called Scruff and we were all very scared of him because he loved to be stroked but would be vicious if you stopped!
Enjoy your days out. Getting out and enjoying yourself, seeing friends and being with your mam will help you get back into the āreal worldā for a bit. I felt that when I saw my niece and texted with my sis. It will be hard to not feel your hubby and dadās absence but they will be watching over you both, proud that you are there. And a meal out is exactly what you need to lift you up. Treat yourselves while you are there. I hope you take lots of pics to post. Really looking forward to them. And I hope you win too!
Your pic of the garden is beautiful. Wish I had those trees to keep the creep out! Love your buddhas and lights. I stopped putting the fairy lights on because they were the last xmas pressie mam bought me and I feel upset when I am reminded of her. But I will try. I have the same hanging basket. I tie the door open on mine and fill with fat balls. The little birds love sitting inside and fight off any others trying to get in on the action. I wish I had planted trees now instead of fruits at the top of the garden where the creep chopped down all the trees on the boundary line and I had to quickly replace with fence. Too late now. Might see if I can create space. Youāve inspired me, even if it is just in my head and Iām not actually out there.
Lawns are a funny thing. The creep is obsessed with cutting his. My therapist has stripes in his! And my dad always had very springy grass to sit on. If you wanted to repair the bald patches you could water and tease the surface of the soil to scatter lawn repair seeds (I got mine on Amazon for a fiver a box) and cover in an inch or two compost to stop the birds eating the seeds. Worked for me, even in the shade, until I started feeding the birds on it and built up a thick carpet of rotting seed which I had to remove. I have a new box of seed to sow and the compost is ready to scatter from pots where I had removed the bulbs for drying (still have lots more to do) but I just canāt get out there. I have no oomph to do it, get up too late so the creep is back from work, and the new neighbour on the other side (Mr T) is always getting busy when he hears me in the garden. I have no extra energy to will myself to do it.
Iām a real chatterbox today. Donāt know why. Donāt understand where my grief is hiding. Itās a week tonight for Porsch since she left me. I cried so much for her that I couldnāt do it anymore and then became a zombie. Itās like itās not happening now. So confused. Itās not because I have stopped loving her. She is my most precious alongside mam. I think it must be that I am taking time out to gather my energy for the next emotional rollercoaster. Or maybe Iām so exhausted by it all that I just canāt react like I was. My head is full of rainbows and ribbons.
Enjoy your days out!
Lots of love xxx
I do love your memorial you made for Porschaā¦does her proud x
Love the clip of the badgerā¦nosey wee thing. Wonder what it was smelling cause whatever it was made them run away ā¦.probably a human lol x
Yeah my niece and I may travel together one day but I love her being so independent so wouldnāt want to cramp her style lol x. Apparently she has brought me home a shot glass x
One more day to work and then off for a week. Have no plans so have a lot to do in the house and gardenā¦if I can be arsed lol x
Anyway going to love you and leave you for tonight as sleepy so will pop in tomorrow x
Hi Suzanne,
Love your pic! Have you edited out the stems yourself? I used to play around with photoshop to create postcards of my work. The brown/red centres remind me of the velvet dress mam made me when I was young. Floor length, lots of ruffles and a lace front. It was the seventies!
I think bringing you a shot glass back is very apt. Hope you do something fun with your time off, go exploring, something to tell your mam. Have a rest first. Youāll need it after all the hard graft you do.
It feels very strange that Iāve stopped crying for Porsch and am now planning her ribbons. Will get my inks at the weekend so will get cracking on her photos, laminate them to hang in the house and garden. I was just telling Nic that I have heard her on her litter tray a few times even though I cleared it away already. Itās a very distinct sound and canāt be anything else. I like that she is still in the house with me. I still keep thinking she must be in the garden and I have to get her in now. I hope that doesnāt leave me.
Will try to get to bed earlier but will watch the horror film Alone first. I do take comfort in watching the camping clips. Itās strange that I am transported back to childhood. Iād appreciate it so much more now if I was able to go. So much more fun than lying on a beach roasting in the sun.
See you soon hun
Lots of love xxx
I had another mad one this morning and left at 7.30am to walk to Aldi, spprox 4 miles round trip. The furthest is Aldi followed by Home Bargains, Asda no1 then lastly Asda no2. You might remember I was faffing about for a birthday present for my Niece (her birthday was actually last month but her Brother was back home for a break so was able to take her what Iād chosen.) Of course I left it to the 11th hour as usual! Itās not that I canāt be bothered to choose for people rather than I canāt make a decision when I have choices to make, so put it off!! So I walked all that way and ended up buying the best things from Asda no2 which is just barely 20minutes from home at the end of it all. I got her some natural wood wick candles and from Amazon I got her a Diamond Art kit. Iāll show you a picture of the kit. Sheās more used to drawing on other people as a tattooist so donāt know if she will like it - but I do know she likes sunflowers!
It doesnāt seem a week since you had to make that awful journey to the vets. It seems just days in some ways. I canāt imagine how you are finding it because we all know grief skews a bereaved personās sense of time doesnāt it. You probably didnāt think youād make it past a few days let alone a week and although itās no less less painful you are surviving. Like you say, putting all your energy into things to do with the shrine/remembrance garden is probably helping.
Canāt work Creep out at all Christine. Iād be a nervous wreck hearing his chainsaw and the sound of branches being cut. Iād be forever waiting for it to start up. I agree though that if you can hear him you know where he is.
No the Hospital didnāt ring so he had to chase them up on the phone but after 7 different phone numbers he still got no answer to the problem and will have to start the ringing round process again tomorrow. Thereās been a catalogue of errors and omissions and one of people he spoke to said the were behind with the two week rule appts. I didnāt know but the two week wait rule for suspected Cancer is being scrapped this week as well. Itās like anything else right now, utter chaos.
Havenāt started any more craft properly yet. Iām fascinated by what is on Pinterest though.
Hi Tina,
You are so right about grief being a time warp. Porsch feels very far away from me now as if I have no concept of time at all, as if there is no timeline to gauge anything by. Now the crying has stopped I just feel like Iām in an alternative universe. Itās the oddest thing. But I have heard her digging in her litter tray a few times. Itās when sheās preparing for her toilet. I do believe she is with me and Iāve put her cushion back to where it was just incase she needs it. Iāve gone from absolute devastation to having hope she is still here and doing her thing around the house. We lived peacefully together where she would call me if she needed me. It was funny when I had put mams curtains up at the doors and she couldnāt get through the curtain and waited for help! I now have hope and calmness, whether itās real or not. Why would she go if she could stay and be with me forever? I suppose she wouldnāt need her cushion now or anything physical. She must dwell in memory, a world we know but canāt access.
I havenāt rang the cremation place to see if the communal cremation token of ash has been scattered. Whether it has or not doesnāt matter because I believe she is with me now and never actually left. I will do her rainbow ribbons tomorrow and will be getting the inks so can crack on with getting it done. Should look very pretty and happy.
You have had a day of exercise by the sounds of it. Very well done for not just giving up. And I think the candles and art kit are lovely gifts. I remember being young and getting a scratch art kit in my stocking for xmas. Absolutely loved it. Canāt remember the animals but I do remember scratching away with the metal nib and seeing the silver coming through. Mam always chose lovely things as extraās. Scented drawer liners, stickers, a carboard house to colour and createā¦ Canāt remember the big stuff. The little things were what xmas was all about.
Your bro must be demented by now with trying to get the hospital visit sorted out. It would only be natural to wish he had just got on with it the first time round but obviously itās not that easy (not that any of it is easy). It will happen because itās urgent. Might be worth contacting his GP to get another date sorted. Otherwise youāll be running around in circles. I cancelled my blood test because I didnāt see my therapist (heās half way there so the journey is easier). Found a message today saying my appointment was cancelled because theyāre short staffed. So it wasnāt meant to be. Iāll have to rebook. Fingers crossed for your bro. If the GP doesnāt get it sorted could you actually go up there? If youāre there in person they might issue a new date just to get rid of you! Whatever works to get it sorted.
I noticed today that the creep has trimmed my side of the hedge at the front when he usually only does his half. Heās never done that before. And tidied the area so no mess left behind on my side. Donāt know why. I hate checking the camera because I hate seeing him. I just watched a horror film, Alone, where a woman is stalked and kidnapped, held hostage in a cabin in the woods by some weirdo she doesnāt know. Iāve seen it before but it occurred to me this time round that the creep could actually be capable of doing something like that given his obsessive nature and reaction to being ignored. I honestly would not like to see what he is capable of if he had the opportunity of getting away with it. I do not feel safe with him next door. He didnāt play his loud music today either. Wonder what is going on.
Another late night again. Did you watch any of the badgers on the camping link? Always think of Suzanne with anything nature based. Itās strange knowing I donāt have to wake up at any time, except to feed the fish and put the air bubbles on. Thereās no pressure to have to do anything anymore. I keep wondering what Porscha did when the creep came down through the ceiling. She must have been very frightened. Probably hid.
Going to watch a bit of camping to wind down and hopefully get some sleep. Will try to get up early so I can get out and do my ribbons before the creep gets back. Will take pics.
Lots of love xxx
Hi Christine - the races are not that posh nowadays, mostly full of drunken people thinking they are posh drinking overpriced bottles of champagne. Not us though, we only have drink at the evening meetings. Too expensive for us. Always have a bet usually Ā£2 a race, did not come out on top yesterday - but always optimistic. My dad used to walk with his dad to York races when he was a little boy 9+ miles each way. His ambition in life was to be a member at York, which he achieved years ago - it made him so happy. Then years later we joined him. When we lost him, during covid, we scattered part of his ashes over the winning line, not sure it was allowed but we did it anyway. After covid lifted mum bought a bench with a plaque for him, which sits on the members balcony overlooking the winning post. Dad loved the races, so in our eyes he is always at the races. Every time we go to the races the first thing I do is go sit on his bench, talk to him & give him a kiss.
All the trees were in the garden when we moved in, they are probably a bit big now & could do with cutting back a bit but I like them so the neighbours cannot look in. One area has had to have the trees cut back because the fence was falling down & the neighbour at the back got someone to fix it, I had to share the cost. Anyway lost quite a lot of plants & bushes, I will wait & see what comes back before doing any replanting. When we first moved in we got a statue from freecycle, her head had come off, so hubby cemented it back on. We called her the lady with the broken neck & she held the fence up for over a year. I will post a photo of her. Cannot do stripes on my lawn, hubby could, but not me just plough on & hope I donāt miss anywhere.
Thank you for the advice on the bald bits, will give that a try. Donāt worry you will get your oomph back, & it is only a week, early days.
A head full of rainbows & ribbons is not a bad thing at all. Much better than the hell we all go through. You will never stop loving Porsch, love does not go away it is always with us. That is what keeps us going through life. & the rollercoasters are always there for all of us.
Hope you have a happy & productive day.
Love from Alison xx
Hi Alison,
Iāll be thinking of your dad too when youāre at the races. Sprinkling his ashes and getting his bench brought tears (feeling very emotional today and canāt get out of bed). Your dad would be so chuffed. He will forever be at the races. Imagine the joy of him knowing that with his dad when he was a little boy walking all that way. To have a goal in life is to be admired, but achieving it is really special. Heāll always be there with you and love you even more for doing this for him. What a wonderful tribute. It must bring you and your mam comfort.
I love that hubby cemented the ladyās head back on. I have a statue of āThe Kissā (Gustav Klimt) and his head came off. I might try cemented it back together and bring it further down the garden because it was a pressie from mam. She always bought me lovely things.
When the creep moved in he cut down the trees on the boundary line without me even knowing what was going on. He had total access to my garden and so I had to put up fences (did it on my own) to stop access and also to stop him watching me. That didn.t work because he was standing on bins and things in his garden to see over the fence to watch me in my sitting room, even inviting the woman who lived with him to join in to watch me working on my textiles. The invasive obsession on him is beyond anything I have ever dealt with. He has the woman next to him (a private house) fooled with his version of events, that he is the victim of me! It would be amusing if it wasnāt true. I watched him at the front hedge spying on me (watching mu bedroom) in broad daylight, ducking down every so often (must have felt me watching him). And eventually he drilled out the adjoining loft wall (while I was watching tv!) and broke into my house through the ceiling (loft hatch) whenever I went out. I was decorating (during covid) and it was only because I was doing the kitchen in keeping with the rest of the theme that I discovered the creepy fridge plug sticker (āstirrerā) and the burn mark on my wallpaper next to the gas boiler (was he trying to start a fire?). I got back from visiting my parents not knowing any of this and often smelt cigarette smoke and the door would be unlocked (Iām really careful with security after having been stalked by my ex). And when I found the hole in the loft, having ordered boards to deck the entire area out, I reported him and was told I had no proof because I didnāt have a camera in the loft recording him taking out the wall! Who would? And so I am forced to live next to him (still watches me and has followed me to therapy, swimming, Sainsburyās, the local Co Op) . That is why I added the trellis to the fences to add height and the camoflage netting to help stop him seeing through. Heās over 6 foot so can just stand up the garden at an angle and see through. To say this is exhausting underestimates the level of stress.= I live with in my garden. So what I have battled to achieve when he is out at work is indeed testament to my courage and determination to create my garden in order to feel close to mam. I might get more bamboo to plant in on that side. Just heard his door and Iām still in bed with all the curtains drawn. Heās obviously been lurking, listening.
Will get up now and set up the printer. My inks have arrived so I can start on her pics. Have a fab day out with your mam.
Lots of love xxx
Hi all,
Posting to you all keeps me going during the day. The full weight of Porschaās absence is hitting me now. Couldnāt get out of bed but Iām up now and have been sorting out the printer to get her photoās done. OMG! what a faff. Havenāt used it for ages, inks werenāt accepted, paper not accepted. Been at it for hours. But I have finally got a full glossy pic for the shrine. Now have to battle with it to produce the size I want on paper that doesnāt fit. So wish me luck. Iāll do pics when Iāve finished hanging her up.
A beautiful thing happened. I went to sit down to sort out the images and found a whisker where I was about to sit. She didnāt get up on the sofa and preferred the floor cushions as it was easier for her towards the end. So itās a sign! Iāve added it to her fur in the tiny casket.
Just thought Iād pop in as Iām looking back at what I have already posted of her.
Hope everyone is bobbing along. And Debbie, hope you are getting everything in order before your hospital.
Lots of love xxx
HER LAST SUMMER: PORSCHAPOOPOO
We sit together
Beneath the dappled shade
Of the old honeysuckle tree.
An intricate structure of tangled legs,
Planted when we first moved in.
Porscha nestled into her nest of blankets
Until, later in the day, she moves
To the deeper shade of the fig trees
Not far away.
We enjoy the hush of early morn
Until the sigh of neighbours rise
And so I start my day.
We watch together
As they descend to feast upon
A special mix of Mother and Fledgling seed.
The throng
Of chat and flap of wings
As babies play and preen
Entertains.
Crystal drops hang on ribbons overhead,
Casting rainbows all around
As I arrange garden flowers.
A table adorned in lace.
Old decanters, cut glass vases
And vintage teapots
Nestle for centre stage.
Remnants of an old life,
Of Sunday teas
When life was sweet
And summers long.
Her charts still mark the blackboard.
A timetable of tablets and weight loss
As I battled to keep her.
Night time cries established
A pattern of broken sleep,
Warming her food
But the gravy only she would eat.
She filled this house with her tiny frame
Until it was time.
And now I sit
In the emptiness
Longing for her return.
HI Tina,
Still awake at 2.15 am. Just been watching another camping clip to settle down for sleep. The poem really sums up this summer, our early morn routine, watching the birds, setting up the table, her illness. I do still have her charts on the blackboard. Canāt bring myself to wipe them off. Will try to wash her blanket again but couldnāt do it last time as it still has her smell on it. She was always so clean. Created a folder of her loveliest pics. Will try to get some printing done tomorrow. My friend brought his laminating machine along and took the cat litter I had left over. I ordered the plastic sheets for it so if I do the prints tomorrow they will be ready for finishing at the weekend. I just feel incredibly sad now. I wish I could have helped her. I wish she hadnāt died. She loved going out early in the morning.
I hope you are ok. Iām sure the stress is catching up with you and is overwhelming. Not surprising. I was always feeling stressed looking after Porsch because I tried doing stuff as well. I wish I had just tended to her and chilled out with her. She loved me sitting with her doing my puzzle book. Still upsets me going out there. I feed the birds and fox but only because I canāt just stop.
Hope you are feeling better tomorrow. Thank you for your lovely words about the poem. It took me a few attempts because I got upset. I keep zoning out and feeling nothing at all. Itās the oddest feeling. Like Iām not here.
See you tomorrow hun. Lots of love xxx
Hi Christine,
Really sorry that you are feeling emotional & I made you cry with my comments about my dad, not my intention at all.
Had a good day at the races with mum & I won quite a bit, so hoping for another good day today with some more winnings.
Hope you can get the head back on your statue of The Kiss. My lady with the broken neckās head has stayed on for 6 years now & she even held up the fence for nearly a year - so she is holding strong!
Hell I really feel for you with the creep, what a total nightmare. I donāt know how you manage to live with those awful feelings day in day out. What on earth is wrong with people. The intrusion must be terrible for you. You should be very proud of your courage & determination. I really feel for you.
Glad your inks have arrived & you can crack.
Hope you have a good day.
Love from Alison xx
I hope you nodded off in the end. Itās awful getting caught up in the trap of an erratic sleep pattern. Sleep is sleep though so be sure to grab it when it comes along whatever the time it is.
Iām glad to hear there is someone around there who you know can help you out a bit. Here we are pretty much on our own despite being surrounded by neighbours. They all chat between themselves and despite being the 3rd longest residents on the road no-one bothers with us. I wouldnāt want to mix in all honesty so canāt really complain I guess.
He was given around 8 different phone numbers yesterday to find out about what was happening with the referral procedure and it was all a case of passing the buck. So I think one or two of the people he spoke with found themselves on the receiving end of some rather harsh words. Someone said theyād call yesterday and didnāt. It doesnāt give you much confidence in the NHS at all. Iām going to the Hospital with him today for a planned routine procedure that was arranged before all this urgent stuff came to light but itās at the private hospital. He needs to have a āresponsibleā adult with him. Itās for varicose vein removal.
Canāt really get into any hobbies/crafts right now, although Iāve got some materials ready. It doesnāt seem appropriate somehow with all this going on. I should view it as therapeutic I suppose then I may feel differently I guess.
Hope the Creep goes out today Christine. What an absolute prannock he is. Of all the people to get stuck next door to. Glad you got somewhere with the parking issue. If you persist youāll get there eventually. Authorities know most people will give up before that point so good on you.
I can understand things feel weird in your house and it does take an immense amount of adjustment doesnāt it. Considering pets donāt speak and we donāt converse with them in a conventional way they certainly have a huge presence in our homes both emotionally and physically. Just a day at a time is all we can do.
Do you think your Niece will drop by later. I do hope so.
Iāll pop back in later and I hope all goes well with the picture laminating. They are marvellous little things arenāt they. I totally understand about the printer issue. I bought a new one a year ago and itās one of these were you pay a set amount each month for an āinstant inkā contract. What a faff, you are supposed to have it on all the time or the connection is lost and they donāt know what youāve used in ink etc. I only print a page here and there in each month and itās a Ā£1.00 per month for 10 sheets, so it is worth it but if you cancel you canāt buy your own inks to put in so the printer then becomes useless.
This is the Diamond Art kit I bought for my Niece. Iāve not bought one for myself for a while. The little ādiamondsā get everywhere and I still wake up with one or two stuck to me every now and again! xx
Good morning to Neil, Nick, Palou and Alison. Hope all is ok with everyone and if not take it easy on yourselves. I hope today will be kind on us all xx
Hi Tina
Only just gone online and seen your post.
Always difficult at Bank Holiday time so not looking forward to the next few days. Also train strikes/engineering works so cant get to London or next weekend either. Thankfully I have Grease booked at the theatre in a couple of weeks to look forward to!
Hope you can have a peaceful weekend
Sending love and best wishes
Neil x
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My dad used to walk with his dad to York races when he was a little boy 9+ miles each way. His ambition in life was to be a member at York, which he achieved years ago - it made him so happy. Then years later we joined him. When we lost him, during covid, we scattered part of his ashes over the winning line, not sure it was allowed but we did it anyway. After covid lifted mum bought a bench with a plaque for him, which sits on the members balcony overlooking the winning post. Dad loved the races, so in our eyes he is always at the races. Every time we go to the races the first thing I do is go sit on his bench, talk to him & give him a kiss.
