Day Off

 Today is my only proper day off, so I met my friend Ruth for lunch and an exhibition at Mostyn Gallery. The lunch ( Greek salad with chicken) was lovely and the exhibition by Vanessa da Silva rather beautiful. 

Ruth bought me an original sketch of an old dog which was delightful and I bought a small globe from a shop in town. I used to have one that lit up as a child and have always wanted to own another. 

Then we sat on the Promenade in the cold and watched the world walk by

Sunshine and Meatballs

 Apparantly it’s a thing….

Yesterday was a wake up call.

Roger off his lead like a loon

Things can go tits up in an instant.

One wrong move, one accident of fate, 

And whoosh 

Roger has been at Trendy Carol’s all day.

I’ve been in college

Both he and Mary were stood by Carol’s Trendy Conservatory and when they saw me, Roger galloped over with his sister tottering slowly behind

And the welcome broke my heart just a little.

A dim silly boy with a gentle heart and a scruffy old bitch with tired eyes

They are my world and my sunshine

And I’m glad I bought them a packet of Swedish meatballs from the garage on the way home( see link below)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sqv6DfiKJYE

My Sunshine

 

Roger slipped his lead this afternoon and in a fit of excitement got himself lost on the Dyserth walkway for over two hours! .

I was frantic as his dim nature belies any common sense homing instinct and was filled with that hollow dread any parent feels when their child slips a hand and gets lost in the crowd.

I walked up and down the old railway line until dusk with Mary tiredly in tow, until a young couple told me that he was sat in the car park with their mother after climbing into their car in the faint hope he was going home.

He whimpered when he saw us, wrapping his paws around my forearm until I got him home and there he sat on my knee as I rocked him like a baby .

I found myself tearfully half-singing a song to him as he fell fast asleep, his muddy paws twitching gently in tired stress

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skys are Grey, 

You’ll never know dear, 

How much I love you, 

please don’t take my sunshine away ……

MÚSICA Y JUGUETES - CARROS DE FUEGO

The metropolitan Orchestra of Madrid and lisping Talia Choir massacre Chariots of fire

It’s all rather fun.

Off to bed for a sneaky sleep as I’m back on nights. The Welsh have been walked in the cold and when I got back, I ordered Mary a coat from Amazon.

I will leave you with this video

It made me smile

Filthy Bitch

 Family meal for my brother in law’s 70th. Great fun.

Nice to see everyone. We were all still full of Bridget Jones and would have drunk some Filthy Bitch 

Cocktails if they made them.

 

Valentine

 I’ve never bothered too much about Valentine’s Day

And today I realise that I never will.

At 63 I’ve given up on the idea of romance in its most romantic of terms now.

And that’s fine

It’s also realistic, and positive 

Concentrate on other things

On friends and family , 

Work and study, 

Pastimes and new experiences

Hey ho

There’s hope For All Of Us

 

Renée Zellweger has always made a lovable Bridget Jones. She is everyone, every woman and every man , she is flawed, sweet, well meaning and oh so lucky. Now a widow, she has two children who love her, an urban family that adore her, a beautiful quirky home in  romanticised London and a 29 year old boyfriend ….she also has a Randy wisecracking friend and baby sitter ( Hugh Grant) on wonderful form btw , a down to earth stand in GP (a scene stealing Emma Thompson) and a glam tv front woman (Josette Simon) below who brings the house down with a simple well timed  fuck off.

Emma Thompson

It’s a funny , and properly funny and strangely sad film, which has a lot to say about grief and the power of friendships as it does about romance, hope and reinvention .

She’s a hopeful hero who I cried buckets over

Bridget gives us all hope.

Hope that any of us ordinary folk can be happy at the end of the day .

Hands

 I have a new doctor.

He’s thorough, polite, unhurried and personable 

I like and respect him and healthcare is not the chore it once was. 

I watched him tap away at his computer and realised that he had tiny hands.

A surgeon’s hands I thought

My blood results are fine

Pity the doctor’s remit doesn’t cover diabetes

The nurse hasn’t impressed me as yet.