Wednesday, 14 November 2012

1950s

"Keep the Home Fires Burning,
While your hearts are yearning.
Though your lads are far away
They dream of home.
There's a silver lining
Through the dark clouds shining,
Turn the dark cloud inside out
'Til the boys come home..."
Chris' academic life  takes him all over the country. He works long hours, travels long distances and in winter leaves the house when it is pitch black, returning again when it's dark and cold outside.
I know it's pretty old fashioned and grossly stereotypical of me to say but  my job,literally is to "keep the home fires burning" so to speak.
Like a 1950's housewife, I have a meal ready when he gets home ( and no, I don't wear a pinny!) the children are all fed and watered and ready for bed (well they have emptied their dog bowls and have been walked) and there's a fire roaring in the fireplace. It may not be a typical high powered lifestyle, but it works for us.

 someone has to keep things ticking over
someone needs to write the Christmas Cards
Someone needs to side the pots
and someone needs to clean up the plastic peppered dog poo from the kitchen floor
(yes William has been chewing plastic shopping bags again!).
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btw. 
Remember Annie the isolated Marran who is living on the field borders?
Well thanks to the website "preloved" I have found a couple of easy going characters to share her lonely days with.
A woman in Prestatyn has a spare couple of babies which will fit the bill. I will go and see them tomorrow!

43 comments:

  1. That fireside picture is the Welsh inequivalent of chez Cro. Cosy, cosy, cosy.

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    1. Inequivalent??? How did that get there? Please scrub the In... 'Equivalent'.

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  2. I bet that when Chris gets home after a hard shift at the coalface of knowledge, he expects his tea on the table and hot water bubbling on the range to fill up the tin bath that's already sitting in front of the fire - so that he can scrub away the pungent grime of academia as you chortle, "Had a nice day love?"

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    1. that#s EXACTLY what happens

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  3. *sigh* and you do such a great job of keeping the home fires burning. We should begin our own little group in our expertise of doing this,, should we not? Ha!

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  4. It's a good life.....really...it's pretty close to mine ...less animals here...just 9 cats...but 3 wood stoves...2 go all winter...I love it....I'd be happy to make you a " pinny" !!!

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  5. I get a tear in my eye every time I hear that song (perhaps not when I heard Hinge and Bracket do it, but every OTHER time!).
    I must try harder at this housewife thing.

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  6. I loved those years, of mum being at home, and meals on the table... everything taken care of and time to sit around the fire in the evening.
    Good on you !
    ~Jo

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  7. Oh and instead of the plastic poops..it's 5 of the 9 cats like to hurl up the just downed breakfast.....usually so mr.can walk right through it on the way the his breaky......!!!!!!

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  8. Worse when they munch on socks-mine once did that..i still shudder at the memory of poo splats from shaking and having to pull the sock out.

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  9. Love, peace and contentment....Chris is a lucky man and I say again you are lovely!

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  10. Sounds like the perfect life to me. Your fireplace/wood stove looks so comfy and homey.

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  11. Who needs the high-life, right John? Sounds just about perfect to me.

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  12. The same as mine and my hubby's lives...it is highly under rated. The book 'Housewife' by Annie Oakley (late 70s early 80s)is a great book which shows the true value and worth of a housewife's contribution to society.
    Right on sister!
    Jane x

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    1. Teehee hee..ANNE Oakely..the other Anne just shot people who critized her cooking.
      Jane x

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  13. Your life always seems close to fairytale idyllic to me

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    1. its all made up
      I actually live in a high rise in birmingham

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    2. Hah, and I'm a 200Kilo trucker called Sam

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  14. How lovely to imagine your idyll in the depths of north Wales -- the hint of firelight through the window and snow glistening in the moonlight -- the perfect Christmas card... ;-)

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    1. funily enough I have just been "designing" a local scene christmas card!

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  15. You and Chris are very fortunate to have found this balance, John, works for you both.

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  16. No point in wearing a pinny when you have last nights tea down the front of your jumper anyway.
    Your fireplace is beautiful.

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  17. I'm in a similar situation having given up any ideas of high powered jobs when we moved here. I take great pleasure in doing the little things, albeit in an anally retentive way! I'm already stressing about those Christmas cards you mentioned haven't arrived yet....I like to have them in the post by early December.....I think I need help.

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  18. never had crocs in the 50s......you would have been barefooted

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  19. I'd love to have a chapter where i can be a proper stay at home wife--i wedge the housewifely tasks in as best i can for now.

    Are those the babies coming to live with Anna? They look a lot like your Phyllis Diller hen to me. Are they Laverne and Shirley?

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  20. I love you. You are utterly charming.

    PS I agree... I hope Carol makes it out there in Walking Dead land..... she is such a mystical, mysterious, regal warrior!!! xoxo

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  21. That's a bit like Jenny and me, John. She has a ridiculous workload as a uni lecturer so I do all the domestic chores and odd jobs she never has the time to even think about, let alone do. I look after the cars, the garden, the bills, the housework, the tradespeople. Not the cooking though as Jenny loves cooking and I'm completely hopeless at it.

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  22. Ivor Novello - love him. And I do believe he was Welsh too!

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  23. Someone needs to side the pots

    What does that mean?

    Your home is what life is all about.

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  24. 'Recycling' means taking the plastic bags back to the store..

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  25. No pinny? Anything else?

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  26. That was my job for a lot of years, too. (And a worthy job it is!) Since my hubby retired eleven years ago (wow! time sure does fly!) we tend the fires together. That's pretty darned good, too. Oh, and I adore the look of those two baby chicks at the end.

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  27. Wonderful, a perfect balance x

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  28. For decades I worked 80 hr weeks while my hubbie kept the fires buring at home running our farm. Our kids thought nothing of it. Then I retired from RN life and now we are both home and suddenly I am the one doing all the cooking and housework and helping with farm. How did THAT happen?!?!

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  29. Great pictures, John. Glad to hear Annie will have some company soon. Hope that works out.
    Have a good Thursday, John. ♥

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  30. How nice that you will be getting some friends for Annie. I always feel sorry for animals who live in flocks or herds when they are kept by themselves.

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  31. There's no place like home after a long day, and after an hours drive home, I know how Chris feels!

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  32. It works for us is the only important thing.

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  33. As a teenager at Grammar school, I was often teased because I had no career plan...all I ever wanted to do was be a wife and mother and have lots of kids and live on a farm. I did not go to University, I just 'work' in an office, and it took us years and years to have our two children. I live in a City, and long to be retired so that I can be just what you are now John...staying at home, being happy in my domesticity. Yearning to be a wife and mother was eating away at me when I was young and I wish I hadn't been chastised so many times for having such 'low expectations'.....home and hearth, health and happiness is to be cherished.

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  34. Hi John,

    Know what you mean, not easy but worth it when they come home. I guess my big advantage over you is that the cat doesn't eat plastic bags. :-) xx

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  35. "side the pots", I've not heard that for a while!

    Hope Annie enjoys her new company.

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