Rectory Tea

 We meet at the Rectory later today to trouble shoot any problems before tomorrow’s tea party. The weather, I’m told will be glorious, so we have conscripted more gazebos for shade traps and the band has kindly requested ice cold beers instead of any monetary payment which is kind. 

For most of the villagers Pippa and Tom seemed to have lived in Trelawnyd forever. 

The house is the biggest in the village and has the most impressive grounds as well as an adjoining Glebe, which has housed ponies, alpacas and sheep over the years. 

The Rectory also had fields in front of it, on which the rector kept cattle and Auntie Glad grazed sheep, but these now house the bungalows of Rhodfa Arthur, where Merv Price keeps his pigeons and Anne Hindle keeps her eye on the church she regularly worshipped at. 

I’ll share more after the meeting …….

The tables are ready, and the gazebos are erected. We have Procecco, Pims and Cider chilling and Lugubrious Loraine from the garden centre is sorting out the sandwiches and strawberries and her hubby will bring more tables and chairs in the morning. The band’s beers have been bought by me and I’ve stocked up up with more ice just in case.

……..hey ho

Hydrangeas

 I’m busier than ever. Counselling day on a Wednesday has stretched from 9 am to after 6 pm and although I’ve had adequate breaks in between clients , it’s been hot and humid work today, brightened by an appearance by Chic Eleanor who like me is now a sessional counsellor for the charity. 

I missed Roger and Mary meeting trendy Carol’s new puppy Gracie. 

Apparently it was Mary who was gentle and accepting. 

Roger was just, well……fucking baffled  

He really is a big girl’s blouse

Before melting on the couch . I picked some early hydrangeas 

And noticed just one 🐈‍⬛. In the cottage

All all is right with the world 

 

A Cat In My Underpants

 I haven’t much news today . 

The pre dusk has found me sat on the loo listening to David Sidaris on radio 4

An older man pants around my ankles, with a small black cat curled up inside my boxer shorts 

What a catch. 

We all have funny little habits don’t we? 

I still hum camptown Races ( doo-dah, doo-dah!) when brushing my teeth

I laid down in the front garden to cloud watch but only for 30 seconds as there were no clouds to be seen and the ground was far too hard given the hot weather .

I was disappointed

I didn’t finish my counselling notes 

I didn’t start them 

I only person I spoke to was the German by video

I thought a lot about just why Sam Neil has been missed so much 

He was everyone’s dad 

Ann Widdecombe’s death was so sad and pointless too.

I’m staying home more since the catheter insertion and I know I shouldn’t 

Trendy Carol has a new puppy, a fox terrier, Gracie , who is adorable . 

Roger meets her tomorrow 

Kelda Manley has fostered some injured herring gulls

The Rectory garden Party is all set for Saturday 

Sam Neil

 

Fire

Across the bay from the hospice is Conwy mountain and beyond that is Sychnant Pass. Today a large mountain fire has raged and I stopped on the way to work to photograph it.

Villages and farms have been evacuated today in scenes not unlike the ones from Spain

 

Song

 Two very different pieces of music , the first is husband and wife Suzi and Giuseppe,sharing a sweet duet the second is that old Welsh Welsh trooper Bonnie Tyler. I saw her at the City Hall Sheffield in 1989

What a gal

11th July 2018

 Facebook reminded me of 11th of July 2018 . It was a selfie I took on the day my husband collected his belongings from Bwthyn Y Llan. The dogs and I walked up the Gop to be out of the way and although it was warm , Mary shivered in the wind so much that I shared my hoodie with her as she gazed across the valley

Enjoy The Chaps Choir 

Rip Her Bra Off!

 Well even hospice nurses need resuscitation training. 

And today was the day.

I learned two things this afternoon that I didn’t know previously 

• Women fair worse in resus scenarios because their boobs get in the way
• And most modern defibrillators will digitally record sound the last arrest situation they are used in ,

Both interesting facts to know eh? 

A nursing sister I knew in Sheffield often recalled the time she fainted outside Cole Brothers in Barker’s Pool. She regained her senses just in time as an over enthusiastic first aider was shouting to a fellow helper

“ Quick Rip her Bra off! “ 

This story always tickled me greatly and I recounted the story to my colleagues, much to their surprise 

I will leave you with some late entries in the wall art exhibition