Darling what an absolutely wonderful idea
Chic Eleanor was excited, because we organised brunch at Bryn Williams’s new restaurant at Theatre Clwyd and as usual her enthusiasm was infectious .
Habits
The Archers as I mop the floor ( fifteen minutes of guilty pleasure)
Antiques Road Trip early evening
McDonald’s coffee ( large) in the morning
A video Call with The German soon after
A sneaky snooze early afternoon
A long hot shower
Seat D 12 at the Storyhouse
Pad Thai noodles with chicken always eaten with chopsticks
Amelie on dvd when I’m sad
Blog writing and reading
Breathing down a pony’s nostril ( when in the field)
I’m sorry I haven’t a clue ( certain Mondays 6.30 pm)
Elasticated waists
Crocs
Dog cuddles
Diet Coke
The occasional scotch egg ( not Sainsbury’s they are shite)
Brushing my teeth to camptown races every night and morning
Another rabbit this morning ( not dead) Roger was walking around with it gently
Better weather today
Magnolia blooming in animal Helper Pat ‘s garden
Mary still at Trendy Carol’s
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Wednesday
Weaver brought in her first adolescent rabbit today.
It was lying in the living room with her sat proudly beside it when I got up
It was heavier and bigger than she is.
It’s like the ghost of Albert has arrived home.
Weaver had blood around her mouth
Mary is still with Trendy Carol so Roger went to counselling with me and slept in the car between walks
It’s stormy and wild here in wales
And suddenly cold too
People are panic buying petrol and the pumps in Rhuddlan were empty
Chicken and black bean sauce tonight
Flying Visit To London
Twins waiting for the train ! Me with my Roger Moore eyebrow
You can tell I’m almost blind in one eye👀
I tend to buy my twin sister a Christmas gift which centres around a trip to London ... We go to a show , together, have a nice meal ( she does some shopping) and we stay in a nice West End hotel.
Bish bash Bosh.
Covent Garden ideal hotel
Lovely ballet
The restaurant Sarastro perched at the top of Drury Lane was an odd affair, decked out in old opera boxes, the place is well known for its tarts boudoir decor and its porn murals in the toilets ! Janet was so impressed with the filth on the walls she forgot to flush !
Filthy buggers
They remind me there’s a world bigger than Trelawnyd and busier than Wales
A Vagina On The Chopping Board
I worked last night and took a little time to explain to support staff just why I think it’s important for me not to do personal cares with female patients without a chaperone .
Suddenly I remembered this post from seven years ago and seeing it was a quiet news day today, I thought I would repeat it.
The post caused much complaint when I first aired it
I don’t quite understand why
“ The log lady had dropped a pile of seasoned wood a couple of days ago and this morning called around for her money as I was eating breakfast. She waited in the kitchen as I scrabbled around for the notes but was kept amused by Winnie as per.It was only after she had gone when I realised that I had left my vagina out overnight on the chopping board.I think I may need to explain myself here.........
Nowadays male nurses are trained to catheterize women , but in my day this was not just so, and so when I went to work in the private sector with effectively no trained nurse back up. I told myself that I needed to expand my role somewhat.
The first step towards this was to get my hands on an anatomically precise vagina!
This I have done and off I went yesterday, searching the mysteries of the female " inner world" thanks to a rubber vag propped up on a baking potato!
The log lady never said a word”
Always A Drama
A Hopeful Roger
At six Roger has realised that sex is EVERYTHING , just as Bluebell lost her exhaust , Mary sans menopause burst into an elderly season. Now fair dos ……Mary , like a robust Diana Dors, is still on for a shag so drastic measures have had to be employed and she has been relocated to Trendy Carol’s complete with a whole new set of jumpers and coats.
Roger was so vociferous in his ardour I’ve had to send flowers to neighbours Mandy and John in way of apology. Weaver understanding a blip in dog hormones has suddenly appeared downstairs ready to take over as alpha
Me and Bun are clinging together like children
It’s all fucking drama
Sigh
Circles of Daffodils
I always think it’s a simple but inspired bit of planting.
Today it’s sunny. Yesterday it was 19 degrees and the views of the hills from my counselling room in Abergele were sublime. I found myself gazing out at the sky between clients , enjoying the view like I do when I people watch on holiday.
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