I went into my grandmother's garden,
Said to be a riddle, of which the solution, somehow, is a tobacco pipe.
"I'll admit I may have seen better days, but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, "(Margo Channing)
This morning I am getting stuck into my stats questions (yeah right so why are you writing this) and this afternoon Janet and I are going the listen to Eric Knowles fromAntiques Roadshow at Theatr Clwyd.
Oh the excitement?! well yes it is pretty nice.
Had a chat with Susan (The dogs' breeder) and she gave me some advice regarding Meg's possible pregnancy. I am letting things go their own way...if she has puppies she has puppies......
OH Some excellent news!!! friends Nia and George in Australia have just had Little George!!!! I was so happy to hear that everyone is fine, happy and healthy.
At 9.15 am on Friday, October 21, 1966 a waste tip slid down
a mountainside into the mining village of Abervan, Near Mertyyr Tydfil in outh Wales. It First destroyed a farm cottage in its path, killing all the occupants. At Pantglass Junior School, just below, the children had just returned to their classes after singing "All things bright and beautiful at their assembly. It was sunny on the mountain but foggy in the village, with visibility about 50 yards. The tipping gang up the mountain had seen the slide start, but could not raise the alarm because their telephone cable had been repeatedly stolen. The slide engulfed the school and about 20 houses in the village becore comming to rest. 144 people died in the Aberfan disaster: 116 of them children
As a child Aberfan frightened me ( I was four when the disaster happened),
actually on reflection I think the sadness and fear it instilled in the
adults around me, frightened me more. Last night I watched a programme about
the disaster, and was appalled by one small scene of the original newscast.
The young tv presenter in rather clipped English was "interviewing" local men
who were frantically digging at rubble at the disaster site. He was actually
standing next to a weary middle aged welshman, who was streaked with coal
dust."How long have you been digging here?" he asked,
"For a while", the man answered absently.
"Are you digging for anyone you know?", the reporter asked, obviously out of
his depth.The middle aged man, just looked tired and vague but with an tiny edge to his
voice, said politely"My mother is under here!"
The reporter had the good grace to looked shocked and ashamed, the difference
between today's more sensitive interviewing style was all too apparent. That scene shocked me more than any of the black and white imagery we have
seen so often of the
school.
Comming home from Uni, I had a ALL BAR ONE moment, saw a small wine bar filled with academics chatting with large glasses of wine and nibbles. After such a busy week I would have killed for a chat with friends, aimless , fun and relaxing! Chris is late home today, I may compensate by a trip to the cinema.
This was my favourite house, back in the 1970's it seemed rather more "lived in" and more like a farm house with chinze arm chairs and dark wood furniture.
Anyhow I digress!, what other games do I play to pass the time? well I tend to hum "camptown races!" when I am brushing my teeth !!!( where the hell did that come from?) and when I am turning right into Cwm Road from the direction of Dyserth, I like to let the indicator click foureen sets of two!!.........humm now I am seriously worried as any ambling reader of this blog may well think I am borderline compulsive neurotic!!
Oh I do like to count horses when I am on a long train journey, (why?) and when driving to Sheffield I have a habit of counting all the mobile phone masts.
hummmmmmmm off to bed.....perhaps to count sheep?
I prefer the company of friends, but the "art" of small talk in village life is one I am getting better at.
Well Meg may be pregnant! Even though she seemed to finish her season, out of the blue we caught Finlay indulging in his first graphic sex act! Admittedly I think the experience shocked and frightened him (not to go into too much details they were "joined" for half an hour or so), so he has spent most of the time acting post coitially , "like a monk !!!
Worked last night, and today after a short sleep,am now looking forward in a full roast dinner. Judy (aunt) is comming for tea, which will be nice as we all have a glass of wine and watch Antiques roadshow.