Thursday, 12 March 2015

Nothing Much


  • After a shift at the hospital, I eat breakfast, feed and water the animals then take the dogs for a brisk morning walk before going to bed for a couple of hours. I have found that if you squeeze every ounce of urine and poo out of the pack, then they will all, come to bed and lie still and quiet for the duration........this is what I noticed before bed
  • Animal Helper Pat caught me swearing and waving my arms madly at rooks stealing the poultry corn on the field from her bedroom window. she must think me a loon.
  • The man who has moved into Beryl Evans' old house  has a vintage campervan, I wonder if he is the sort of character to enter something in the Flower Show. Mentally I make a note to drop him off a schedule when they are are printed up. The new owners of the recently sold bungalow  on London Road and the tenants of Anchor House will have the same courtesy. I'll recruit new entrants if it kills me
  • The ever cheerful foreman on the renovation project houses next to the village hall congratulated me on the wedding as I passed. He's off on a stag night to Dublin tomorrow and is looking forward to be getting pissed!
  • Auntie Gladys has some new bright yellow daisy flowers standing proud in her front parlour window
  • There is new scaffolding up against the south wall of the village Hall, I 'll have to ask affable despot Jason what is gong on.......oh and when I do I will have to let him and Gladys know that they were mentioned in Chris' Brother's speech at the wedding! How great was that?
  • When I got home there was several late wedding presents to open. Two beautifully wrapped bundles of cards from Angry Parsnip ( bundled with a tea towel cleverly closed with multi coloured chop sticks!) a bottle of champagne from Meurig and nia from up on the main road  and a card from Old Trevor from behind the cottage whose knackered 90 year old knees seem to be having a new lease of life this springtime.
  • I have just got into bed and I'm typing this before I fall asleep...it's cold and I have my woolly hat on....all I can hear is the chatter of the sparrow flock in the honeysuckle by the front door, the snoring of a bulldog and the faint honk honk of the geese in the wind.

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  1. Oh John...that sounds like a wonderful lullaby to go to sleep by. May you have dreams of nodding honeysuckle.

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  2. Sleep well John & Winnie too!

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  3. all is well in wales. rest well.

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  4. so if you just sleep for a couple of hours, when do you go back to bed?

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  5. I think you should write a book. I could read your words forever and I can vividly see the scenes.

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  6. A lovely morning. Rest well.

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  7. Sleep sweet and sweetly dream.

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  8. Rock-a-by nursie! Don't get your nose bitten off by one of the dogs while you are sleeping!
    See this:- http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1210213/Greyhound-bit-nose--I-love-new-face-says-model-savaged-dog.html

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  9. Result !!!! You know you've made it when you get mentioned in the same sentence as Aunty Gladys

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    1. Whats with the scaffolding Jace?

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    2. I think it's loose tiling ? Can't be certain but having seen a few lying around the building perimeter over the winter , it's the only conclusion .....I don't speak to anyone from October to April so I have no idea really ..... It could be a gallows for all I know

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    3. The villagers are revolting?

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    4. There's a revolution on its way

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  10. Thanks for the morning glimpse, rest well

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  11. sweet dreams...hope the dogs don't fart too much

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  12. If this is your definition of 'nothing much', then I am in a coma!!
    Sweet dreams, John.

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  13. The sun is shinning in a clear sky but all I can hear is the wind.
    How are the horses doing John?

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    1. Hay is down every day for them..........and soon the spring grass will be through!

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  14. So now you have 11 bottles of champagne. My advice is, don't drink more than three bottles at one sitting.

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    1. Nick ..i think we are up to a dozen!

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  15. The last paragraph is perfect.
    I can feel it all through your words.

    cheers, parsnip

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  16. I hope Winnie's snoring lulled to into a peaceful and restful sleep, and that the rest of the pack kept still and cuddled up.

    Dogs do love it when their humans sit around or sleep during the day don't they. I think it strengthens the pack when you all sleep together for a while.

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    1. EXACTLY sue......its a great pack reenforcer! Even Albert enjoys its power

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  17. Thanks for the company here on my night shift John. No better way to fill in time til I go then reading your adventures in your blog. Its 3am here in Sydney and all is well.

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    1. What do you do Allen?

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    2. I work in the finance sector, not saving lives like you. Night shift is 8pm til 4am.

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    3. Every job is important!

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  18. Nothing much? Seems to me you collect information for your blog like )Jackdaw of Rheims collected sparkly things. (Parsnips tea towels are legendary - best driers-up I have ever had

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    1. Gayle will be happy to hear that pat x

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  19. You have a gift for description, John. Thank you for sharing it here!

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  20. When's your book coming out? You have a gift with story telling.

    You didn't do your facial before laying down?!

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    1. Of course.....thats why I look so young!

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  21. Sounds like a beautiful, peaceful spring morning in Trelawnyd. I hope the rest of your day is equally pleasant!

    Cheers to you and the pack :)

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  22. You *are* a loon, albeit a mostly harmless one. I would be tickled pink if someone in the community invited me to join in on a lovely tradition like the Flower Show. And if a man in his 90th decade can adapt to two dudes marrying, well, then everyone can. So there.

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  23. Awesome that you have such music to enjoy while you sleep,.

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  24. I've said it before you sound like Laurie Lee but much funnier x

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  25. I love your observations John and especially like the last paragraph - very poetic. x

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  26. An old married man, what?

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  27. How do you manage night shifts on only a couple of hours sleep?! Back in the day when I worked nights (7 or 8, 8 hour shifts in a row I needed more and more sleep every day. Started out with about 6 hours and by the 7th and 8th-about 10 hours.

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    1. Im used to it..........thats why i code with jet lag

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  28. And all is well......night night

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  29. Ask that man if I can move into his vintage campervan :o)

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