Archive | June 2012

Daily Chores


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I’m quite organised when it comes to housework. Well actually very organised. I suppose that comes of bringing up three sons. More of them another time.  Monday’s job is making my bed.

My knitted blanket is discarded on the floor while I change the sheets.

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The duvet cover is easy to remove.

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I have a duvet underneath as well as on top.  I love the cover of this one.  I’ve had it forever.

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My doll, Emily, sits and waits on the new clean sheet while I put the new cover on. Yes, I like my doll, but she also serves a purpose.  She keeps my cat off my pillow during the daytime!

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I love bright colours.  Did you guess?

This week it’s going to be orange and purple (very popular in the seventies).

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I keep the blanket on top even in the summer, again for the cat. She loves to snuggle on it and it keeps my feet warm at night.

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When reading other people’s Blogs I find so many things of interest. I read arty blogs. I read a few, not many, sporty blogs, writing blogs and crafty blogs. I like blogs which tell of other people’s lives. This is a little bit of my life.

The daily chores form a large part of my life. I like the ordinary mundane things of life, but I also like excitement sometimes.

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Gain Confidence


I watched England play in the Euro 2012 championship the other day. They were playing Sweden. I think I’m right in saying that we’ve never beaten Sweden before – UNTIL THE OTHER NIGHT.  England beat Sweden 3 -2 .  It got me thinking as to why, suddenly did the team feel inspired to lift their game?

At the half way stage they were 1 – 0 up. They had the half-time break and came back onto pitch.  Were they feeling confident? Who knows, but it wasn’t long before Sweden scored 2 goals which put them in the lead, temporarily.  We have a new manager, who is English this time.  Does he inspire confidence in the team? I think so.  He made some good strategic decisions.

After the two goals were let in by Sweden, the manager brought on a different player, Theo Walcott. It wasn’t long before he scored a goal, bringing the game back to a level score.  Suddenly everything changed.  The team seemed to gain CONFIDENCE.

It was almost tangible. Soon we scored again, winning the game by 3 goals to 2.

Tonight we play the Ukraine.  I have my fingers crossed that the team will continue their spirited performance and have the

confidence in their own abilities to WIN, WIN, WIN.

If we get a draw, we can still go on to the next round, but the Ukraine have to win tonight or they’re out of it.

We all know how it feels to lack confidence. I know I do.  I’m not a very confident driver.  People tell me I’m a good driver, but Idon’t feel it myself. I’m too afraid of hurting other people.  I would hate to do that so I hold myself back. If only I was more confident

… Here’s a thought for the day on confidence.  I hope it inspires you like it inspires me.

The Optimists Creed

by Christian D. Larson – 1912 from The Secret

I Promise Myself


To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.

To make all my friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything, and make my optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as I am about my own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature I meet.
To give so much time to improving myself that I have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words, but in great deeds.
To live in the faith that the whole world is on my side, so long as I am true to the best that is in me.

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Sunday is gardening day.


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I love being in the garden, especially on Sunday. It’s like playing with a paint-box, trying out all the different colours. I love to see dark red with silver:

pink with blue:

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The Nigella’s or to give them their common name, Love-in-a-mist, are usually blue, but sometimes you get a white one or a pink one. This year I have several white ones and they are prized, only because they are a bit different and they look good with the other colours.  White always sets off the other colours nicely. So here is a white one.  What do you think?

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Today being Father’s Day, I wasn’t in the garden for long, just enough to fill up the dustbin again.  I wish the dustbin men came every week to collect the garden refuse in the summer and Autumn.

The Sweet Williams are such diverse colours this year.  How about this vibrant pink?

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or this more subtle one behind the blue Nigella?

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Let’s have a splash of yellow:

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and to end with, a medley of them all together!

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Hope you are enjoying your Sunday as much as I am?

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My grandson Dylan


It’s time for me to introduce you to the little boy who is such a delight to me these days.  His name is Dylan and he is my first grandson. To say I am besotted with him is no exaggeration. I was told how much love a new grandson could bring into one’s life and it is true.

Dylan made his arrival into this world in October 2010 so that makes him currently 18 months old and he is a typical child of that age, except of course that is exceptionally bright and liable to grow up to be rich and famous and clever and accomplished!!! I’m not biased of course.

The first picture was taken at Easter and shows him enjoying his Easter Egg.

The next picture shows a more wistful side of his nature.

This next picture shows him in a thoughtful mood.  Perhaps he is wondering what is for lunch or when mummy or daddy is coming home from work.  Who knows?

I look after Dylan one day a week plus additional times as required.  This wears me out but gives me much pleasure.

Yesterday was Friday so Dylan came to visit.  He likes his routine here in my English cottage. He is growing runner beans so every time he comes he wants to see how high they have grown and he LOVES watering them with his watering can.  One day I suppose I’ll have to tell him that there is a giant at the top of his beanstalk, but not yet, not today! Plenty of time to find out about giants later…

Dylan loves shopping. I take him to Sainsbury’s just up the road. There is a special place to park the car with extra space for getting the child out and into the shopping cart so I use that with gratitude.  Of course, other people like those prime spots too so I have to be quick.  Dylan gets strapped into the cart and into the shop we go. He likes to examine everything before it goes in the cart. He calls oranges ‘balls’ and wants to play with them! Why not indeed? Bananas are a favourite and he loves the biscuit (cookie) aisle and chooses his own ‘bibbits’ as he calls them, chattering away all the while.

If we bump into anyone I know, he always smiles and says ‘goodbye’ very sweetly when we part.  He’s a real charmer!

When we get to the check-out, he likes to put the purchases on the conveyor belt. He enjoys being helpful.

When we get home, he likes to help unpack the bags.  I usually have six bags of shopping so it takes a long while to unpack. I have to watch him a bit otherwise some of the shopping ends up on the floor like the eggs a couple of weeks ago.  He picked up an egg box and didn’t have it in his grasp properly.  Naturally he didn’t realise that eggs break! and looked so surprised when they did and there was a gooey mess all over the floor to clean up.

I find it impossible to be cross with him.

I like to knit and sew for him and read him stories and I hope that you will enjoy following his development as he makes his way along the path of life.

I’m looking forward to telling you more about him in the weeks to come.

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A New Spinning Wheel


This is my spinning wheel, which my husband bought for me for Christmas (wasn’t I lucky!). It’s something I’ve always wanted since I love knitting and sheep and all things wool, especially woolly blankets around me during the cold of the winter! It’s an Ashford Traveller and it is just perfect for me. It has two treadles, which must be good for exercising my legs and keeping the blood flowing nicely and a rack (lazy Kate) for the spools of yarn once thread. There is room on the rack for three spools, plus there is one at the top which I am filling up.

When I get two spools of yarn finished, I can ply them together and make something with which I can knit.

I had two lessons in hand spinning from an expert (take a bow Kelhora if you’re reading this ever) and lots of practice between lessons and got the hang of it. I won’t say it was easy to learn – it wasn’t but I was determined to do it so I persevered.

I bought some gorgeous roving in the local yarn shop and put it in a bag to use when I got proficient enough!

What do you think of the colour?  Isn’t it just so gorgeous.  I really hoped I had bought enough because I had no clue how much I needed to make a cardigan for myself.  I know that I usually buy 10 balls of 100g yarn and that’s enough so I had to do some simple arithmetic to work out the need.

Next time I’ll tell you what I did with it! be sure and call back to see. I’m so looking forward to showing you my very first effort at knitting up my own yarn.

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The aging process


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This is what I look like. I turned 60 last October. When I look in the mirror, I see my mother looking back at me and I’m not sure I like that. I’m not saying my mother wasn’t nice looking. It’s just that I don’t want to look like her.

Recently I have read in the press that Hilary Clinton is not so concerned about her looks in the public eye anymore. She has stopped using a lot of makeup, preferring the natural look in her present frame of mind and she has left her hair to do its own thing more than before.  She always looked immaculate until recently. I don’t blame her for having her current opinion though. It’s much the same as mine.

For years I have dyed my hair, trying lots of different colours and getting some interesting results.  On one visit to the hairdresser I came away with that new colour, bright auburn red. Even the hairdresser was surprised at how red it was. I smiled and said it looked nice, which it did, but it wasn’t really ME. What is ME? I’m still not sure.  When I turned 60 I decided to try the ‘older’ look. For years people have been treating me as if I was younger than I am and that is a mixed blessing…

Sometimes whilst sitting at the front of the bus, someone, who is probably the same age as me but looks older, has looked sternly at me and made gestures as if I should give up my seat to them (because they were older) but in truth, they were probably the same age as me or even younger. I felt embarrassed when things like that happened. I wondered if I looked my age, if perhaps someone would offer me their seat?  It hasn’t happened yet!

My grandson was born 19 months ago. I wondered what I should look like as Oma? Should I try to look 50 or should I look my age.  Whatever I did, he wouldn’t know any difference, would he?

Two years ago, I looked like this:

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and I liked my long hair, but not everyone does! It’s a lot of bother and expensive too, to keep it looking like that, but is it worth it? Is it worth the expense and the bother.  I’m still not sure.

How important is image?  What do you think?

A Visit to Ely Cathedral


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This picture shows a tortoise stove in Ely Cathedral.  Believe me they are welcome in winter when the cold winds from Siberia blow directly towards Ely Cathedral in the heart of the Fens in England.  I lived in Ely for two years back in the 1970’s and almost every day I would walk towards and into the cathedral for a warm-up or a cool down depending on the time of the year.

You can read the history of Ely Cathedral here. It has a truly fascinating history.

One of my ambitions has been to visit all the cathedrals in England. I’m achieving the goal slowly!

I’d l’d like to show you more of the cathedral so I’ve inserted a slideshow (hopefully) so you can see the wonderful octagon which is self-supporting and made entirely of wood.

Enjoy the slideshow.

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Do you have any ambitions like this? to visit special places.