Phone Home

You don’t know what you don’t know ! 

And I and know very little about my mobile phone. 

Today I joined 8 others from the village in a four week course of “ Getting the best out of your mobile phone” 

The simple realisation of I know fuck all about my came as a little bit of a shock, but that little Samsung bundle of joy has been an anathema to me since the day I bought it .

And I’m not the only one. 

The eight of us were all pretty clueless, eight including Pippa from the Rectory, Farmer Gwyn and Anne H. From the friendship group, dim wits all…..

“ I used to be able to work an intensive care ventilator but this phone has me beaten” I moaned during the introductions

And I meant it

Sunday

 I’ve had three weeks holiday in the past month

I’ve needed it. 

I haven’t done a great deal these past few days though.

I met my family for coffee and delighted in the story that my dear sister in law got locked inside a Chester Garden Centre after hours and had to be rescued by the police.

I enjoyed the theatre. 

A cinema trip to see a so so thriller ( not worth a review) and breakfast today in Colwyn Bay with a friend who was not up to talking, so we  sat with our coffees looking out at the blue sea in silence

I bought pulled pork laden chips which Mary and Roger shared

And lit the fire late tonight after my Spanish lesson 

Lo siento, olvidé hailer en español

I cooked prawns and garlic like the Book Club Host did tonight 

And ate them with garlic bread which made my gums numb

 I love this film ….

The Trelawnyd Tapestry

 Ma Manley asked me around to talk about her ideas for a history archive for Trelawnyd . She has researched so much more than I could ever had done and together with hubby Laurie , we cobbled together a few possible initiatives  for 2027. We need to share the historical documents already collected for future generations into an accessible archive and hope that one special initiative in this history journey will be the Trelawnyd Tapestry 

We hope that the school and the friendship Group  and ordinary villagers will take part in designing and making  a village tapestry over the autumn and winter of 2027 . A tapestry that can act as a snapshot of today’s  history and which can focus on getting the community together and focused on a joint project.

The Flower Show, Production Team, Go Green Group, Youth Club and TCA could all be represented as well as village heroes such as Auntie Glad,The Male Voice Choir, Di Ellis, and Michael Ralli amongst others 

I think it’s a great idea 

9/11

I have no words

 

The Other Side Of Murder

I’m not a lover of farce, even dark humoured farce but the production of  The Other Side Of Murder staring the moustached comic Rufus Hound was lightish fayre even for a late summer production in Theatr Clwyd . Nice to see Susie Blake ( in her late 70s) stealing the show with her Madam Arcarti type performance. 

Susie Blake’s most famous creation as the snobby continuity announcer in

Victoria Wood’s As Seen On Tv

With Feathers

 I posted earlier, an old post, then pulled it        

It was lazy blogging. 

I haven’t much to share today.

It’s been my counselling day and I’ve been busy 

Busy concentrating,

Busy thinking,

Busy trying to join the dots 

And busy being kind and present for people who need to be heard.

With my head full, I went to an inaugural book club meeting after work 

And walking into a new environment with new people remains a really difficult event for me

I’m almost paralysed with shyness

My book of choice is Max Porter’s Grief is a thing with feathers and I was given a timed ( yes timed) 5 minutes in the spotlight , to give my thoughts on why it should be the first book of choice to be studied . 

I was a little pleased that out of eight books mine was chosen. 

I looked every part the scholar as I had my jaunty chic Eleanor Counselling Scarf on 

The host ( a well dressed, rather camp, ex English teacher who made his own delicious tapas nibbles for half time, complete with a Penedès Rosé served in delicate antique tulip shaped wine glasses, was a sweet if slightly pedantic organiser, and I felt drawn to the warmth of a thirty something vet who admitted she’d never been to a book club before and hadn’t had a proper day off for a month . 

I also caught her wincing at the taste of the wine and I winked at her in conspiratorial fun 

Theatre tomorrow night, 

On the way home I bought two scotch eggs from the coop 

Breakfast bliss

See I do have things to say when I think about it 

 

Tuesday

Hello, I’ve slept heavy

 I’m back on holiday today which is great timing.

So I’ve got a list as long as your arm of jobs to do, in between a couple of theatre trips, more cinema and lunches out. 

I’m leaving you with this video,

Stick with it

It’s a gem of a watch

 Hey ho

Lyn

 I like working with Lyn

She's a support worker with a big heart and an enquiring mind

Like myself she is in her 60s and single

And like me she's an empath.

A few years ago we shared a moment at work which will bond us forever.

A relative who lived in another country rang to say goodbye to their sibling, who was unconscious.

It was a terribly busy shift but the both of us took some time holding the phone to our patient's ear,

hoping against hope that they could hear the messages and the murmurings of affection and

love only siblings can share.

Lyn and I looked at each other during that long phone call

Both knowing what the other was thinking

It was a privileged moment neither of us would forget.

I was busy with a patient last night

It was a complex problem

And Lyn was there in the background as always

Halfway through the shift she made me a sandwich and a cup of tea and set it down next 

To me as I worked

Its nice to be looked after

Sometimes its lovely