"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)
Peace
Village life
The village has been entered into this year's best kept village competition , an honour it won in 2006, and by the look of the Church border and the flower beds in the centre of the village, it might just win again, I do hope so. Trelawnyd may not be the most chocolate box type of village, in the vein of perhaps the picturesque Llanasa obviously is, but it does have its own amount of charm.
Allotment total,Food parcels, Maureen & Patty and a funeral
The final totals were:
Gate £246.00 (which means at least 246 people attended!)
Raffle £53.00
Cake & produce sale £58.00
Therefore we had a grand total of £ 357.00 which wasn't too bad given the facts that we actually dropped the admission fee from last years £1.50 to a credit crunching £1.00 and that owing to another event the Prestatyn horticultural Society members did not attend. I guess the sad news from the village last week also meant that numbers were down a little, but I still think that £357.00 quid was a reasonable amount to donate.
I dropped in a cheque to the Parish Secretary and then came home to move the poultry fencing so that the grave diggers could access the graveyard for the first of this weeks village funerals. Joanne, one of the women from the village, had tied a parcel of pasta and bananas onto my gate (the pasta a gift to the still occasionally wan Susan, and the bananas for the pigs)
Apparently her teenage son had questioned his mother about these food parcels and had commented just how inappropriate they were! After some questioning, Joanne realised that he thought she was leaving the food for me and not for one of my hens!!! Oh the shame! I can't believe that her son thought that we needed food charity!
I picked up the last two girls from Helen this morning. A sweet natured red rock and a delicate looking araucana with a pompom head ! (centre) Araucana hens incidentally lay delicate blue eggs!
The new girls will be called Maureen and Patty.
I didn't attend the funeral today, but made a point of standing within view when the funeral group entered the Churchyard. I made sure that Boris was standing behind me as he has a habit of challenging anyone at the gravesides with noisy calls. Subsequently he was quiet and well behaved. I am glad I could show my respects in this simple way, and old Mrs Jones (it was her daughter's funeral) waved at me as she passed. I cannot imagine just how difficult it must be burying your own child...I respect her resilience and fortitude.
Flammen & Citronen
The manipulation of these two idealists by the Germans, their own resistance bosses and indeed foreign forces are the most fascinating part of this rather soulless film, and I must admit I felt just a little bored by the two leads- the emotionless Flame, Thure Lindhardt and the emotional wreck Citronen Mads Mikkelsen. The two characters have absolutely no chemistry between them, and to me no chemistry means no interest!
True, the whole production is undeniably glossy and suitable tense, but for me, no interest in the characters means no real interest in the narrative...
5/10
7/7
Peas, peas and more peas
Tomorrow I will dig and sack up the rest of my potatoes and I will prepare cabbage and the rest of my peas for the freezer
There are just not enough hours in the day
Helen's Fox attack survivors
Bizet - L'Arlesienne Suite No.2
Although you cannot get up a true lick of speed in the old Berlingo, I did feel as though I was flying along when listening to Bizet's L'Ariesienne. this morning
It's a lovely piece of music!