It’s Tuesday already

 All of my counselling clients finished their sessions last week, so I thought I’d take 2 weeks off from a full day’s concentration. I worked last night at the hospice and won’t return until Saturday night

Tonight it’s relaxing in front of a coal fire with The Great British Bake Off. 

Little else to report. An old friend died over the weekend, which seems to be a sad and increasing trend in this life of a middle sixty year old someone….I was sad and reflective on Sunday….overly so with the gloom only lifted by a gift of dahlias from next door

Gina, the powerhouse who helped so hard in last year’s Christmas Show has been poorly too. I sent her some flowers on behalf of the TCA. I always use Bloom And Wild now because they deliver their flowers in a slim box through the letterbox. For some strange reason this always pleases me. 

I’ve bought tickets to see Ignacio Lopez at theatre Clwyd , he’ll cheer me up , we all need a handsome Spaniard in our lives don’t we? 

Ojalá tuviera un español guapo en mi vida.

The Trelawnyd Community Association Benefit Concert

 I was sat in the crowd for the first half so couldn’t film the mostly Welsh pieces, which were wonderful 

This piece is a famous Welsh Lullaby, I will post more pieces tomorrow but I will share with you these magnificent pieces. A lovely night and all Money to save our hall.

Bring Him Home from Les Miserables just for Cro

The choir had great fun with this one 

And to end the national anthem , I hope you can hear me singing 

Heaven sent

The village from the South East 

By villager David Hirst

 

Always be Nice To The Workpeople. Ps Traitors

 

Two engineers turned up this afternoon to replace the sky dish. The bloke , scouse and affable the woman , butch and very friendly. 

It was a juggle as their ladders were in the lane and the farm traffic is unpredictable . 

But as I kept plying them with coffee and custard creams even though they laughed at my 9 inch tv

So by the time they went ,they gave me free cinema watching credit 

Roger and Mary warmed their hearts with cuddles too

First episode of TRAITORS 

Richard E Grant is a National Treasure ( a male Celia Imrie)

The Second Hill from the Left

 Look carefully, Gop Hill is the second from the left on the horizon. That’s home. 

I finished counselling early ( a no show) so I went for a coffee and fishfinger sandwich in Colwyn Bay

No shows occur for a myriad of issues, lack of engagement , lack of rapport, the lack of structure and the non directive approach of person centred therapy are just a few. In trauma the freedom of choices can promote disengagement and disassociation.

Some people just want to be told what to do

I didn’t mull about it too much. The fish finger sandwich was glorious and the weather was warm.

And I took off my counselling jumper to show off my dinosaur t shirt.

Nothing profound today 

Just a fish finger sandwich

 

Love You

 It’s twenty to six! 

Jesus! 

I slept till 3 pm 

Grabbed a coffee and had 90 minutes on line supervision for all of my clients.

Tomorrow I’m counselling all day

I feel better than I did

Apparently I’m doing ok with my clients! 

Validation that I needed

On Friday I’m off to Wrexham to see Nish Kumar a well known British stand up 

Saturday is the annual Trelawnyd Male Voice Choir concert at the village Hall

Sunday lunch out with a friend. 

A nice balance now.

Suddenly it’s felt that it’s all or nothing 

I’ve been aware that I’ve been somewhat introspective of late, and I think that is true 

A trip to Sheffield has been put on hold because my theatrical friend John swan dived on a wet pavement ! ( ouch) a planned trip to Italy was put on hold by catheter issues

I booked to see Operation Mincemeat in London in December which made me smile, London at Christmas can be magical

But what I really needed today, was that virtual hug, that silly message, that comes out of the blue 

Saw this and thought of you……love  you x

I’m still here

 Oh bless Carol from Atlanta , she missis me! 

Alas I’m not in some faraway place 

I’m on my last shift of three 

36 hours working in three days 

Not much time but work, eat, shit , eat.

But today in my dreams, one’s laced with a sleeping tablet 

I Was the inside of the Sagrada Família 

Invisible

 

Do you ever feel insignificant ? 

I must admit I don’t very often.

But I did today, strangely enough when buttering a piece of toast.

The toast wasn’t the issue, 

Even though it was a German hard bread, 

The sort you have to run at to bite.

I was watching the Papal visit to France

His inaugural concert with thousands of smiling young faces, of fireworks and music

And suddenly felt very small

It was the same at the eye hospital when I read the happy boast 

We have seen 1328 patients this month! 

I was one of the 1328!

I understand the insignificance 

I’m not a part of any religion and I don’t want to be a part of an nhs statistic 

Late middle age is an invisible time too

It’s this why I wear t shirts with dinosaurs,on them? 

The German sent me a T shirt with a roaring T rex on the front 

“ Daddy-o-saurus” was the caption

I wore it today and only one person looked at it in the supermarket.