goslings


I took this video last year...I so want a few more goslings this year!

Sorrel and Constance

Mum in law Sorrel has rather refined sensibilities. She copes generally very well with the over activity of a house load of terriers but I suspected quite rightly that the rather robust farting, belching, snoring and throat clearing of an asthmatic sounding bulldog , would be just a little too much for her to cope with.
Their first meeting didn't go too well!


a face a mother-in-law couldn't love
 Sorrel sat on the couch demurely as Constance bulldozed her way through the throng to give the newcomer the once over with eager little piggy eyes and a somewhat sputum filled smile. She sniffed loudly and with the loudest of grunts  belched then cleared a mouthful of goo from a mouth the size of a gin trap.
Sorrel  looked faintly nauseous by this performance and her face was a picture....as she looked exactly like Maggie Smith's Dowager Countess from Downton Abby. (you know her famous "There's a bad smell under my nose" kind of expression used in most of her latter day movies)
The meeting therefore was a bit of a standoff.
Sorrel continued with her tea and with a bored fart of defiance Constance stalked off to the kitchen alone
Something makes me think that they are not going to be the best of friends


Mother and Son
This morning Chris and Sorrel are off shopping in the historic city of Chester which is only a short train ride over the English border. Clothes shopping leaves me rather cold, so I have passed on the traditional troll through Brown's of Chester and will spend the morning  digging and weeding

Maggie The Cat

"Truth! Truth! Everybody keeps hollerin' about the truth. Well, the truth is as dirty as lies."
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"Living with somebody you love can be lonelier than living entirely alone, if the one you love doesn't love you"

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I was never really a fan of Elizabeth Taylor...to me she was simply too beautifully "1950s" to tick my more character led needs in that warm sultry Ava Gardner-ish way that I like so much....that was, however, until I saw her performance of Maggie-the-Cat.....
There was something very special about that sexy,manipulative and  edgy  performance that caught my attention as a teenage movie buff geek that I was....of course her acting was enhanced wonderfully by Paul Newman's cool indifferent Brick and by Burl Ives' "There ain't nothin' more powerful than the odor of mendacity..." Big Daddy....but you have to hand it to Taylor...she stole that movie fair and square from the men.....and will be always remembered for what it was....a class act by a great actress.
 
It is a glorious day here with temperatures in the mid 60s.....the dogs are sitting in the shade by my brother's pond, while I down the caffeine enriched diet coke in an effort to wake up a little. Andrew was not quite up to be dragged outside to play with Constance.....so Mohamed went to the mountain so to speak and huffing and blowing Constance galloped up the stairs for their first proper greeting.. it seemed to have gone well

She meets the mother  in law later.....I wonder how Sorrel will cope with a flatulent,slobbering,monster of a bitch with no teeth.ground dragging nipples and bad breath!
Hopefully with some alacrity
hey ho

Mother Love- Animal Kingdom

Animal Kingdom is a rather bleak but very worthy Australian thriller that takes a somewhat depressing but engrossing look at the mother of all dysfunctional families within the criminal world of blue collar Melbourne.


Jacki Weaver- Mother love
 Estranged Grandson (James Frecheville ) is reunited with his Grandmother (Jacki Weaver ) after his mother's death by overdose. His three Uncles , Psychopath Pope (Ben Mendelsohn), weakling Darren (Luke Ford) and the over excitable Craig (Sullivan Stapleton) then face a complete meltdown after the police execute their benign and more balanced criminal partner Baz (the lovely Russel Crowe lookalike Joel Edgerton) in an illegal effort to clear the streets.


Matt Cardle -albeit the rougher Australian version (Joel Edgerton)
 Director David Michôd,presents a taut and well .paced story of an underclass brood which is led by a monstrous smiling mother who would make Ma Baker look like Mary Poppins. Jacki Weaver pitches her hard as nails Betty Crocker performance just right......and is quite amazing as the odious, and ever so slightly incestuous Smurf Cody

I was the only one in the cinema last night ( Chris was working very late so couldn't go) ! But it was worth making the effort.....and at least no daft bugger with a crackling bag of sweets got on my tits!. 8/10

Yesterday I finally organised the largest of my veg patches (above) which I was happy about given the fact that the rest of the week will be given up to work ( I am on nights tonight and on Sunday ) , to Sorrel( my mum in law's) visit on Thursday and tomorrow I will be over at my brother's house........Yeap the rest of today will be taken up with the usual tradition of operation dog snot removal

Warmth

Sunny personalities are attractive.
They draw one's attention,
They draw in warmth .
and they generally galvanise a sort of reciprocal "positivity" in people they come in contact with.


Early this morning I popped out to deliver a weekly order of eggs. I took William with me and as we negotiated the village "green" we met  a smiling Mr "Jones" as he crossed the street on his morning constitutional. Mr Jones is one of those elderly men, who dresses carefully, wears a scarf and hat when out and when he calls a lusty "Good Morning" you just know that he actually means it.
William adores him,
As we meet, the Welsh terrier noticeably starts to skip and will stand up, leaning against the old man's knees, searching his face for a smile and a greeting that he knows is coming.
Animals like people , love genuine warmth when it is offered them.

Mr Jones reminds me of my grandfather.He had a big heart and a gentle way about him too and when I was a child, it was my grandparents that provided the warmth,consistency and sunshine that was lacking in our  rather dour home lives,
Watching Mr Jones laughing as he ruffled Williams beaming and eager face , I was transported right back to those childhood days when grandparents were always our heroes.

....and I realise that I enjoy meeting Mr Jones just as much as William does

Chav Turkey sold!!!

Lizzy (right)
Yesterday Lizzy the bad tempered turkey was sold! She was collected by a very nice couple who needed a mate for their lonely turkey stag. The couple live on the outskirts of a more rural village, and recently have lost many of their animals to a pair of day raiding foxes.
The foxes involved are thought to be a pair of city foxes, that have been recently trapped  and then relocated from a populated urban area, probably by do-gooders thinking they were doing the poor animals a favour. 
Desperately hungry and displaying the usual city disregard of humans, these foxes had no skills to adjust a country existence, and in a matter of weeks had killed a considerable amount of the locals' animals, which of course provided them with the only sure way of survival.
Local farmers shot these unfortunate animals and put a stop to the carnage, but the whole situation raises an interesting question of what can or should be done with urban foxes, who have successfully evolved to a scavenging existence away from the countryside.

Country foxes are much shyer animals, that generally keep away from small holdings until dusk and dawn. In my view any bird out of the safety of it's coop or house at these times can be deemed fair game to the natural predator instincts of a fox....to me that's fair..........the presence of a city fox in a rural location is not fair to the fox itself or to any daytime lamb, hen or duck..and the only answer can be the elimination of the animal involved...........

Do-gooders!
Sometimes there is just not enough practical thinking going on!
Off to rake the veg plots!

Sunday Tearful


Every Sunday I think I will post a piece of music that stirs the emotions
One to get the "emotional jacuzzi" muscles going so to speak
Tonight it will be the Lullaby from Pan's Labyrinth
Enjoy

Small world

After looking after him for around 8 hours my patient looked over his oxygen mask as if seeing me for the first time
"How's your dogs?" he asked with a croak
"Fine" I said without thinking then I realised
"How did you know I had dogs?" I then asked.
"We used to buy eggs from you" he answered..."and my daughter follows your blog"
I was so pleased I left him and his daughter a dozen eggs......

Off do bed for an hour..I am falling asleep writing this.....

ps. Thanks to his daughter Michelle for leaving a comment here .......weird how things come around eh?