Hey Jude

The Great Storm Jude passed us by with barely a gust.
The villagers didn't have to huddle within the safety of St michaels's thick stone walls as Auntie glad rang out a warning to the parish on the church bell.
And no one held hands behind the pews singling " Abide with me" like they did at the end of the 1950s version of  The War Of The Worlds
Everyone just stayed at home and watched Downton Abbey

I think we are all in need of some some sort of disaster...... Not a real one, I have you know......I wouldn't be that flippant seing that people have actually been lost down south when Jude hit land, no..what I do mean is that a national " threat" is long overdue , one that galvanises the population into action and a sociability that stops this " little bubble" existence that most people now inhabit.
Something not too life threatening
Just a calamity that would bring out the Best of British Women's institute mentality out in all of us.

Less of The Wind more of the Earth and fire

Enough of all this gloom and storm news

Just been watching an aged Earth Wind & Fire 

Performing on the tv

And I was suddenly whisked away to my disco bunny days back in 1978

Venue: The Stables nightclub in St Asaph

White jeans, grandad shirt, clean trainers....double Pernod and lemonade in my hand

And the worst dancing this side of the river Dee

Hold On To Your Chickens....

I have tied down the Ukrainian village this afternoon in preparation for the " Big Jude Storm"

Which hits later tonight

If the hype is true

Wish  us luck!

Gawd Help Us

Just when you thought it safe to venture back into blog land

A Caveman blogger decides to indulge in fairly complicated

Surgery on the kitchen table

http://hippo-on-the-lawn.blogspot.co.uk

And I worry about having to work an extra hour tonight!

I have said it before
John Wayne
Is alive and kicking
And living a mad as a box of frogs life in Angola

Back An Hour

Sod's law dictates that I am on night shift tonight, the shift when the clocks go back. Obviously it means another hour in front of a ventilator and drips and tomorrow morning will have me looking like a Basset hound with a hangover, but I welcome the fact that clocks change.
The darker evenings not only herald the start of winter
They herald the start of a slightly better social life!
In deep winter, the animals are all shut up and safe by 4 pm...
Theatre visits can then be organised. cinema tickets bought, family meals attended and " meeting  chris at  Osborn house in Llandudno for drinks and nibbles after work" can be organised without the need of rushing home to ( in  chris' words) " lock the *€*< birds up"
An hour more at work tonight.....is a small price to pay

Infected

Daryl saves the little fat kid

THE WALKING DEAD 's second episode aired tonight and the writers have introduced  a killer swine flu element in the post apocalyptic world. Characters have been developed, fleshed out and changed, new characters added and within the narrative there seem to feature a " new way of seeing the world" which kind of fits a life 2 years after " everything went bad" , so to speak.....where the new community in the prison are rewriting what's normal and what's not.

The formally mousey Carol ( Melissa Mcbride) is now  a strong warrior matriarch that wants to teach kids to kill if they need to....Michonne ( who has developed into some Captain Ahab-esque character) is shown to have a past that hints at the loss of a child and Daryl is now a much respected member of the prison community council , a position of standing and respectability he never had in his previous redneck existence 

I am interested to see where the writers take this zombie disaster movie....it's still as exciting as it has always been, it still has the ability to wrong foot it's audience and it still features some fascinating and compelling characters but I do hope it's not reduced to a pure " whose gonna die next" kind of video game.....

The fab Melissa McBride as carol

" what have you done today dear?"

Ok , perhaps I am being somewhat of a martyr again

Chris went into work late today

And before he left, he caught me scrubbing dog  paw prints out of the living room carpet

" what are you doing?" He asked

" origami" I almost said but thought better of it

" getting shitty footprints out of the shagpile" I told him

" what happened to the carpet cleaner?" He asked

" he got to 51 almost unscathed" I almost said again

It's 2pm and so far today I have

Scrubbed the lounge carpet'

Bleached the kitchen

Done some washing

Cleaned the bog,

Bathed Meg and carefully cut four clingons from her bum,

Cleaned shit stains from bath enamel ( Meg's btw)

Updated online bulldog insurance

Moved ladder out of the church at church warden's request

Collected layers pellets from farm shop

Made cup of coffee ( forgot to drink it)

Fed and watered the animals,

Delivered eggs around village,

Walked dogs ( twice)

Fed cat

Fed dogs

Fed rabbit,

Petted cat

Petted dogs,

Petted rabbit,

Cleaned logburner out

Stubbed toe on corner of couch during hoovering

Swore a great deal

Cleaned bulldog face wrinkles out with a cotton bud

Did the weekly shop at the supermarket

( According to the checkout girl we saved £ 1.22 shopping at Tesco)

Cut grass in front garden

Made two phone calls

Prepared supper

And cleaned cottage

I have just sat down with another cup of coffee

And the cat has just puked up on the living room rug

And four dogs are now  fighting over the spoils

I give up

Nice

I took Chris to the station at some ungodly hour this morning, and on my way Back through the village of Dyserth I noticed two cars had stopped in the road with their hazard lights on.
It took me a little while to realise that both car drivers were  out of their cars and both had gone to the aid of an elderly chap who had fallen over outside the newsagents.
Not much of an early morning story. But it's a warm one given the hour.
I delight in little acts of kindness
And am reminded of one I experienced in the 1980s
I wrote this blog entry over 7 years

Enjoy this and the video

http://disasterfilm.blogspot.co.uk/2006/02/little-actions-of-kindness.html

Ps here is a second video of dawn in Trelawnyd ( forgive the dog snot marks on the window)