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Like a jumble sale - really.August 16 Saturday shoppingASDA have just cheated me out of my 3 for £10 wines! I'm hopping. I order online because otherwise we seem to be humping huge amounts of dog and cat food not to mention cat litter around the store, also, I get (usually) exactly what I want and am less tempted, as wandering around virtual aisles doesn't have the same draw somehow as being in the shop. I usually order 3 bottles of wine on the 3 for 10 each week and this week there was a very nice South African Shiraz usually £6.12 a bottle on the special...so I ordered 3. It was out of stock wasn't it so they sent a substitute, charging as per their price promise on substitutions, no more than the price of the one ordered. Unfortunatly, on this occasion, the the Shiraz they have sent is not on offer and so I have been charged the £18.36....Fume!!! Really I should call them in the hope that they will be generous and discount me next time, though I doubt it.
'The bairn' and the bo are in Tokyo and getting wet then getting sunstroke in equal measure. 39c suddenly turns to rain that actually hurts so I'm told in a text. Ah! what a shame (not). I'm sure they are fitting in as much as they can and hopefully there will be lots of pics, not to mention video as she has taken hers dad's camcorder.
Take care, 'the dad's' doing his Ken Hom pork with cashew nuts this evening and no doubt we will wash it down with a bottle of the not 3 for 10 wine.
Toodle oo. August 08 Aren't PC's dead good when they work?I'm really beginning to think that this PC is coming to the end of it's days. It really went to bits a few months ago and I had it overhauled for £80, really I should have taken it back because there was very little difference when I got it home. So I put up with it's bad behaviour for a while longer, having to reboot it in safe mode every time it crashed until I found Tony, who came to the house, took it to bits and spent 2 hours messing on until it worked like new. Now it's up to it's tricks again. I do all my sweeps and scans every day but it is crashing again. My biggest fear is losing all the photo's, so I have spent the past 3 days making CD roms to ensure nothing gets lost.
Well it's been a mad dash around for nice things for 'the bairn' to take away on holiday. She finishes her job as a civil servant today, then next Wednesday she and Joe fly off to Tokyo for a week then on to Hong Kong for another week. Needless to say she had nothing to wear! When she returns she starts her new job as a Learning mentor (think that's the title) at a local Comprehensive school with the intention of getting a years experience under her belt to go on to do her PGCE. She swore she would never be a teacher, and I think she was absolutly right no to go straight into it after she finished her masters degree, only because she was 'not sure' and teaching now is such a stressful job, you really do HAVE to be SURE to do it well, and she now seems dead keen. Anyway I wish them a lovely holiday, she deserves it, she has had a tough few years which she has come through well. July 31 The flight of the KiteA few years ago they reintroduced Red Kites back into the North East of England and for the first couple of years it was a real treat to catch sight of them. Now their numbers are increasing really well and it is not such an uncommon sight to see them flying overhead in search of carrion. Nevertheless, I was staggered yesterday driving along with John to see a Kite flying literally alongside of the car, it was so close you could have reached out and touched it's wings, it must have been in search of road kill I guess, but it really took my breath away. the daft part was that as it was Wednesday we were on our way to meet the Wednesday Wobbly Walker group and as part of the walk we were to go to a Kite Watching spot!
A couple of weeks ago I was contacted through Friends Reunited by one of the young people I used to work with at Lingfield, needless to say I imagined this bonny 15 year old so why was I suprised to discover that she has 2 grown up children and is a Granny! I am still 23 in my head. It really is lovely though to hear from her and to catch up after 35 years. July 28 Trains and boats and no planesI'm back into reading, I left off for a long time and now can't understand why. My sister gave me a random book she had picked up at a book fair, 'Miss Smilla's feeling for Snow' by Peter Hoeg, a Danish author. I picked it up one sleepless night and hardly put it down until it was finished, now I'm working my way through his books, strange and haunting though they be. When reading his work, it's sometimes hard to make head nor tail of it, you blame the translation, his writing, your own lack of intellect, yet there is a huge force to read on, it's going to be worth it, and it is. I have just ordered the the movie of 'Smilla' from Amazon, though I cant see how they can do justice to the book in less than 2 hours.
My all time (never been dissapointed yet) author is Bryce Courtney. (The Power of One), and I have 3 of his books to read next, I have read 5 of his and these 3 were a Christmas present 2 years ago so it's high time to get them off the shelf. And just for those pick up times I'm reading Susanna Clarke's, 'the Ladies of Grace Adieu', a slim book of amazing short stories. I loved 'Jonathon Strange and Mr Norrell' even though it took me almost a year to get into it, once I did, it was another page turner.
So retirement is sweet! There's always a bundle of stuff like housework to do I know, but I think it's only right to acknowledge the hard work of these clever people who can tell a story well.
Poor old Sunderland had their Air Show in the fog this weekend. Xine was there with Joe and she said it was the surealist experience of her life, all these people sitting on a fog bound beach waiting for the sea fret to lift so there could be flying. The strangest thing was that 500metres inland from the beach, the sun was splitting the trees. People turned up because it was so amazingly sunny and warm everywhere else. A million people came over the weekend by train bus and sea and saw no planes other than the ones on the ground.
Take care out there.
July 25 I am a 'Walker Texas Ranger' widow!I don't know when it started, it just sort of crept up, but, it is fast becoming obvious that my own sweet loved one is now more in love with Chuck Norris than he is with me. Everything stops for 'Walker Texas Ranger'. I thought it was a one off thing, that he was - could only be - Chuck's one and only fan but it seems I am mistaken, there are millions of them out there all tuning in, absorbing the daft story lines whilst at the same time mocking Walker's adversaries shouting at the screen to them, 'that they'll be sorry' while they openly throw encouragement at little Timmy held hostage, knowing as Little Timmy doesn't, that Walker will be right there to get them sorted. I mean, the man is actually really scary, he acts like he's on something, and has about as much charm as my cat eating a rat. But there you are, there's no accounting for taste, and as yet the sweet loved one is still happy that it's me he's in bed with and not Chuck Norris. He'll probably grow out of it.
Actually peoples taste in their devotion to celebrity never really ceases to amaze me. I have a very dear friend of over 40 years who in the 70s was absolutly stunning to look at and very clever to boot, her all time favorite person on the TV was the character Arthur from 'On the Buses'. So there you are, and I'm probably no better myself who around the same time drooled over Edward Woodward as the detective' Callan'. He actually was booked to open the Fete at the special school I worked at in Surrey. I was so excited at the prospect of meeting him. He was sitting down at a table signing autographs as I approached him and I had the audacity to ask him for a kiss. Shock horror, when he stood up to do so he came to about my belly button! Ah, the sadness!
No real excuses about where I have been for the past few months.
toodle oo February 04 Just a quick catch upAnd that folks seems to be the story of my life....catch up!
I promise to visit all of you soon, in the meanwhile I am literally dipping in here to let you know that in our fairly small, 2 bedroom bungelow, we currently have the whole contents - comprising of 30years worth of accumulated loft fodder generously scattered throughout the house. Really really....'Like a Jumble Sale'! The people are coming tomorrow to reinsulate the loft.
What a load of old tat! Not a lost peice of collectable and expensive dresden amongst it. Endless boxes of soft toys which have been washed and are currently in the tumble drier to go to a charity shop, and loads of curtains, faded and outdated. Books books and more books, and millions of 'the bairns' comics. We have already had 5 trips car full to brimming to the tip, and probably there will be five more as I am determined nothing more than the Christmas stuff will be returned once the new flooring is down. I won't go into J's apparent obsession with bits of glass of all shapes and sizes, it appears that every time anyone has thrown an old china cabinet or anything with glass doors shelves or panes, he has knobbled them and shoved them up there! He stood firm this morning as I attempted to get them to the tip, asking me, did I know the price of glass these days! I feel a nasty accident involving a large brick coming on!
On the plus side, we must have burned off a million zillion calories over the past few days, and we have almost been too tired to eat by evening. So there's always something good comes out of everything.
Take care out there. I'll be back soon.
Barbara x January 28 supersize me!I have been into Newcastle, and in the Grainger Market there is a 'weigh house'. The dad and I had 10p worth each and the results were nothing short of shocking! Both he and me are now supersizers. So, it was straight to the fruit and veg stalls and 4 carrier bags later we are home. Gone are the mince and dumplings, the roast beef and yorkshire puds, the cheese and the biscuits and replacing them are salads, and salads, and salads! Can I do 2 stone in 8 weeks? Doubt it, but I will have a damned good try. The 8 weeks is until 25th March when he and me fly off to Rome for 6 days, I really don't want to have to buy a load of new fat clothes because the fact is, that everything I have has suddenly become tight everywhere.
So it's more walking for the dogs and no nibbles while I am doing stuff like this!
I will keep you posted.
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