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Christmas seems to have hit trelawnyd with a vengeance. There seems something for everyone....The Rotary Club mobile Christmas Tree!  Production of " The Bossy Elf" !, Christmas bingo! And  a carol service with mulled wine! Bloody hell, trelawnyd has gone  all CHRISTMAS CRAZY!
(I am reminded of  the Red Faced Welsh farmer here....who once bellowed " sing you buggers SING," to bobbled hatted locals when he took a mobile Christmas Tree around the farms with a piano on the trailer.)
Anyhow this morning is one of those fine mornings that everyone seemed to be out and about in the village. Farmer Basil with his dead eyed sheepdog sat with him in his truck waved a jaunty wave,
Ian the policeman, stopped for a chat about nothing and Sandra Cameron was out working away on her allotment. Auntie Glad's front door was wide open and I could see her beavering away inside polishing and dusting. I called out a " Hello" which she answered without really knowing it was me
" are you well this morning?" I shouted
A yellow duster flashed in the doorway
" my health is my wealth!" She sang out in her sing song voice!
A good thought for the day

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  1. It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood Mr Rogers er....Mr. Gray. Sounds perfect!

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    1. Yes I do sort of make it a bit chocolate boxy
      But it's the way I see it

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  2. Trelawnyd has the spirit of Christmas in great abundance. The people on my street who put out the horrid inflatable Christmas decorations had them on their lawn last night. How many days till they deflate and sit like puddles of plastic until Christmas is over? It doesn't take much to amuse me.

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  3. Maybe the community events would put me in the mood of the season, bah-humbug so far.

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  4. Maybe a village soap could be written about Trelawnyd?
    Nobody seen a bit unkempt running down the main street with an insane grin on his face shouting,"Merry Christmas everyone!" Yet?

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  5. Janie, maybe you could sneek out and burst the inflatables?

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  6. You set a fine scene John like the idyllic setting for an Agatha Christie whodunnit?

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    1. I tend to focus on the more " little house on the prairie " aspects of local life

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  7. Good to hear that all is well in Trelawnyd!

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  8. Wow it sounds like the Christmas spirit is spreading like wildfire there!!

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  9. I'd like to beam right in!!!!!!
    How's Master William today.....hope his little paw is better......
    " my health is my wealth!"
    Thanks Aunt Glad.....! I love that!!!

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    1. Still limping
      I will take him to the vets tomorrow if no better
      Thanks for asking

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  10. bless auntie glad! "sing you buggers sing" is SO in the holiday spirit (tee hee). have a good day, john and animals!

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  11. Trelawnyd weaves in and out like a twelve month Maypole dance. Lovely to think about.

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  12. Are you sure you're not writing from Coronation Street?

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  13. Anonymous2:06 pm

    What a wonderful, friendly place.

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  14. Nice! I have my 'mantra' for today! Thanks Auntie Gladys!!

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  15. Anonymous2:16 pm

    It's -15 C, and I haven't seen a soul outside.

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  16. I want to live in your village;-)

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  17. Oh how I wish I lived in your village :-)

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    1. We need more nice people...... Help yourself x

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  18. Anonymous3:05 pm

    Is that your equivalent of Picadilly Circus? LOL!

    Round our way an officious council worker would have ripped them down by now asking whether anyone had the correct licence for posting them up!

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    1. Bugger all will now happen hear for the next twelve months!

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  19. Sounds like north Wales' answer to 'Under Milk Wood'. Can't wait for the boxed set to come out!

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  20. There used to be a short story in past issues of British Country Living about life in a small village. For the life of me I can not remember the author but I do believe It Was Tales From The Stone Cottage or something like that. I do miss it very much but reading your blog reminds me of the simplicity and antics that went on in the stories.
    Living far across the Pond I enjoy the tales you share of my ancestral home...
    Susan

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  21. Everyone needs an Auntie Gladys. :)

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  22. Oh for the day's when you could leave your front door open, you are lucky to still be able to do that. I remember my Mum leaving a key hanging by string behind the letter box for me to get in when I got in from school. I don't think it would be wise to either leave your door open or a key on a string here in Brighton.
    Briony
    x

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    1. I am sure that most people even here don't leave their doors unlocked....

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  23. This made me smile. We got snow and some freezing drizzle yesterday and a little rain last night, so the roads are a tad messy, and it's too cold to leave the front door open.

    I've got to go shovel the slop off before it gets good and cold (supposed to drop to very cold tonight and high of 20°F/~-7°C tomorrow). I shall think of Auntie Glad's "my health is my my wealth" as i do the shovelling, and be glad i can do it.

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  24. I think I want to come and live in Trelawnyd.

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  25. The more you tell us about Trelawnyd, the more blogger will want to live there. I am one of them.

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  26. Yes. Please !

    cheers, parsnip

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  27. My health is my wealth - I love that! Sounds like there is plenty of Christmas cheer to go around in Trelawnyd :)

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  28. Oh do take William in for a look. Our Sophie pulled two of them out running like a daft twit on our foot bridge and before we knew it she had developed a nasty infection.

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  29. I love that. My Health is my Wealth.... what a lovely saying

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  30. Have you written yet about the Red Faced Welsh Farmer with the mobile Christmas tree and piano??? If not ... say, I have an idea for a post for you ...

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    1. Lol..thought I just did ?

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    2. I meant the whole story, with more details, not all squashed together like you did above - unless that was it? No more details? Booooo :)

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  31. I hope you don't have one of those crazy householders who insists on covering their entire house with Christmas lights, Santas, reindeer and God knows what else. Do they understand the word overkill?

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    1. No, no houses like that in trelawnyd so far..........plenty in rhyl

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  32. It sounds like Camberwick Green (or was it Trumpton?) All you need is a Windy Miller!!!

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    1. Hugh, Pugh, Barney mcgrew, cuthbert dibble and grub

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  33. Absolutely! A good line for any day.
    Have a wonderful evening, John.

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  34. And all is right with the World...at least with the small plot of land in Wales called Trelawnyd. Auntie Glads' good cheer is infectious. With Trelawnyd attempting to win the title of Welch Capital of Festive Holiday Activities (WCFHA) .No one can complain that Trelawnyd is a boring place to live. Not when you have the choice of attending a local theatrical performance or playing a few rounds of bingo all in the same month. The mobile Christmas tree I'm not quite sure of, never having heard of this tradition. I hope all the inhabitants of Trelawnyd can handle so much excitement happening in their usually quiet village.

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    1. I do miss the city sometimes...as you have to drive EVERYWHERE here..........

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  35. Wow it's like Grand Central chez vous! Here in rural France the Christmas craziness is minimal.

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