We managed to catch up with Nia and George ( with Little George Beven) over in Liverpool this evening for an all too brief, but ever so welcomed reunion.We have not seen our old friends for an age, but as Nia said wistfully after a half hour of our arrival, our conversations felt as though we had only met a week or so ago!I wish we could have stayed longer but as Chris had to be up at 5.30am , we sadly had to make our apologies at 11.30pm for the drive home to Wales.They are a constant presence in our lives....."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)
Old Friends
We managed to catch up with Nia and George ( with Little George Beven) over in Liverpool this evening for an all too brief, but ever so welcomed reunion.We have not seen our old friends for an age, but as Nia said wistfully after a half hour of our arrival, our conversations felt as though we had only met a week or so ago!I wish we could have stayed longer but as Chris had to be up at 5.30am , we sadly had to make our apologies at 11.30pm for the drive home to Wales.They are a constant presence in our lives.....Someone left the cake out in the rain........
I drove up to the shop this evening to buy some paracetamol and found myself listening to the song "MacArthur Park" on the radio. The surreal line "someone left the cake out in the rain" suddenly got me smiling as I remembered a "cake in the rain" incident from years ago, which at the time seemed just as bizarre as the Jimmy Webb song from 1968.During my early years in Sheffield I was living in a tiny two-up, two down terraced house in Walkley and I was dating a girl (YES GIRL!) called Jane. She was (and still is) a bit of a sweetie and when I was working away on a course in Merseyside she very kindly re planted my garden for me and laid a perfectly flat and ever so green lawn!
Months later we split up (for obvious reasons!) and in a fit of scorned anger she sought out her revenge!,,,,did she cut up my best suit? ......nope!....did she pour my best wine down the toilet?......no!.........did she burn all of my disaster movie dvds?..........nope!.......I'll tell you exactly what she did.......
she half buried a sponge cake with bright green icing right in the centre of my new lawn!
Now I could see the funny side of this a week or so later , but at the time I was slightly miffed and totally baffled by this act of vandalism (and food wastage)...and Jane herself had to remind me that the said cake had been won by us as a couple at a pub raffle evening months earlier and she had in fact frozen it in her freezer.It was the only thing she could think of to use to comment on my behaviour.
Funny what you remember isn't it?
Jane remains one of my best friends to this date
Plant day
Chris has been off sick today, and has had a crabby and occassionally bored day in the cottage! I have taken the wisest course and have spent the day weeding and harvesting.I collected the rest of the broad beans and have covered the cos lettuce from greedy beaks, as the sun seemed to have brought forth the wild daisies and the last of the sunflowers and sweet peas.

I may just have enough sweet peas to decorate each of the tea tables at the flower show, but have conscripted Joanne from the village to donate a few more healthier bunches. They will give the hall that "vintage" look when accompanied by the donated hand embroidered tableclothes we donated to the show two years ago!
This morning I collected a few items to enter in the flower show from my cousin and have bullied my Aunt Judy to enter several of the less popular domestic and flower classes.
i''ve just found my web cam!!!
If people think that I actually sit at a desk as I write this rubbish, please think again! This is me typing my blog on the couch this evening, with William trying every trick in his much varied repertoire to obtain my attentionI will have to get a better camera

Sunshine
We have more warm weather at last and true to form Albert has spent a great deal of his time sunbathing on the lane, only moving when the roar of farm tractors become too much.Bing Crosby - Busy Doing Nothing
I have also been singing this song for most of the afternoon!
I love the harmony achieved in the last "time"
The red faced farmer called in this afternoon and kindly dropped me off some chicken fencing....he almost caught me bouncing around in the grass trying to reach that last note!
I am such a dick sometimes!
Les Miserables
I found myself humming One Day More from Les Miserables for most of the afternoon and I cannot quite believe that I first saw this musical over 23 years ago now!
Much has been said by critics about how Les Mis was a heavyhanded and popularist musical, but I have always loved it , because of the quality of the songs.
I always remember the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end, when the original cast belted out ONE DAY MORE at the end of the first act.
The audience went wild!


