Open Allotment Day 2013


This photo , out of all the ones that were taken, I think sums up the day
Here is Mrs Trellis Who organised the " Name The Turkey Competition"
The hat says it all
Well it's been a very tiring day
And the 14 or so volunteers 
Worked their butts off against-
gusting wind, a hoard of hungry wasps,
And grey skies.
As usual the village bakers ( and friends) baked their little,asses off
And we made a total of
£ 1001.68
Marie Curie Cancer care and St Michael's Church Trelawnyd will both
Get £ 500.84 

A big thank you to everyone who participated

Slightly chilled but cheerful, the volunteers and stall holders
Ps
All of the unopened and shop bought cakes that have been left over will be taken down to the Food  Bank in Rhyl
Tomorrow


Last Minute Bunting


Mrs Trellis' " Name the Turkey" raffle prize ( right)
And emergency last minute homemade bunting ( left)
Which has just been delivered
Thanks to my friend Kathryn in Derbyshire
Hey ho


Piece Of Cake

One of the donated cakes...delivered yesterday
The cakes have started to roll in in drips and drabs
Over fifty people from the village have " volunteered " to bake for Sunday
I have a lot to do today
Tea tables and chairs  need collecting,
As do a set of loaned crisp white tablecloths
Donated raffle prizes from the Garden Centre need picking up,
Health and safety signs need laminating
And after a " dry run" of decorating the field...I am short third feet or so of multicoloured bunting.
Where do you find bunting at the last minute ?
The gazebos are all ready to put up but I do need to get more rope to secure them as there will be a brisk breeze on Sunday.
oh I am short of tea towels.
mother in Law Sorrel is up visiting, so I will ask her to get me some when she goes shopping with Chris this afternoon.
The floats for stalls need collecting, and oh buggery, bugger.....bugger it .....I have forgotten the soddin raffle tickets....

Chicken feed needs buying, the dogs need a walk and as if I have not got enough to do
.........
one of the hens has just had a friggin prolapse 

Put Down

The best put down I have heard recently
Was a line on TV

"God, it's like living with a chronically-depressed budgerigarliving with you."

Apologies for not catching up with blogs
I've been a bit busy
Now
Where's that tangled bunting?


Materialism

This 2006 post ..... ( click on the date)
Perhaps should be read before last night's post
Hey ho

An Old Cheap Plate


I was rushing after I locked the animals up
And knocked a plate from the bedroom wall as I was undressing for a bath.
It was just an old plate,
It had no mark on it
It had no monetary value.
Chris was in bed and looked up from his book
" was that your mother's plate?" He asked
" it was" I said simply and hurried off for my bath.
And there I cried for a very short minute or so
Mourning for a cheap plate.

When my mother died I was the one that cleared out her home.
Her style, was very different to her children's
And so most of her household items were sold off.
My sisters I think took her jewellery and photos for safekeeping
There wasn't much else of value

I took a little ginger jar with a chipped lid, a jam making pan 
And a green and cream patterned plate which always hung on the wall.
The fact that I had chosen this keepsake eluded me then
And the upset , I felt at its silly destruction an hour or so ago
Surprises me now

Hey ho

Prestatyn Weekly 1926

I found this old local newspaper dating from January 6th 1923 when I was clearing out bric-a-brac
It makes for a fascinating read...
I noticed with amusement that on the front page it was reported that on January 1st rail fares of Great Britain were reduced by one farthing per mile! An event "that's been received with satisfaction by railway travellers throughout the country."
Wasn't there a depression on?




Boob Cakes


I am feeling just a tad nauseous
A case of too much butter icing licked 
I left the strimmer cable in the car today, and Chris took it to work
And so instead of tidying up the field, I have spent most of the afternoon making 
Cakes for the open day
I think I over did the pink icing thing
I've gone all Friggin' Barbie