Favorite Person Thursday

Generally I get home just before midnight on Thursday Evenings

It takes me a while to go to bed

So from tonight I will start a regular feature here on 

Going Gently

That is...."favorite person Thursday"

Tonight's choice is

A fat lady who is greatly missed

Flower Show Schedule, Dog Toys and Other Stories

After yesterday's Committee Meeting

( photos of which can be seen on the previous entry)

I have finally updated the Flower Show's schedule on the website

For those that are interested

Please see

http://trelawnydflowershow.blogspot.co.uk

Anyhow, on the back of Tom Stephenson odd " foo foo" request 

I have a request of my own.

Can anyone out there in blog land tell me something more

about this little vintage toy terrier, who has sat on our chest of drawers for years?

The toy is on small wheels

And has a hollow inside which can be extended and removed

Initially I thought it was for pencils but the body is not really long enough

Anyone got any ideas?

Answers on a postcard please.

Talking of terriers George is now looking mighty fine 

after his professional haircut

Much better than William, who is presently undergoing daily baths for an irritating 

Skin condition

Why do dogs always look like they have been inappropriately molested

When in the bath?

This afternoon

I have been planting out

It's almost ALMOST spring

Trelawnyd Flower Show Meeting

The Flower Show Committee met around Auntie Glad's kitchen table tonight as it always has done. We have a large lively committee of around a dozen souls, most of whom have been doing the show for years.

Everyone knows their job, so the show generally has a habit of  " running itself" this makes my job as chairman pretty easy. The meetings are more social than really functional.

Julie, Derek, John F and animal helper Pat

Terry ( above- left ) and I have challenged each other in entering five flower show classes. Last year we both entered the infamous " quiche challenge" which Terry unfortunately won. ( a fact he has not let me forget ) so we now have a cash wager agreed upon. A ten pound  note on the person who wins the most categories.

The committee meeting is halted so that Tea and scones 

Are served

( yes Gladys is STILL baking)

Pat, Auntie Glad and Ann

The Trelawnyd flower Show is scheduled for Saturday 9 th of August. We are now in our 42nd Year.

Emergency Scotch Egg

Three hours proper sleep in 48 hours

And listening to this on the radio this afternoon

And I hurled into the post night shift/ jet lag blues

There was only one thing for it

Get in the Berlingo

And drive quick sticks  towards town

,

Park up at Marks and Spencer's food hall

Buy an emergency scotch egg

( pack f two £ 1.15)

Drive to beach and stop for a moment to enjoy the view

I didn't forget the dogs 

( I bought them a pack of  50 cocktail  sausages)

12 sausages each dog

Bliss

Off To Bed

I did overtime last night and will be working again tonight, so today's post is a brief one before I drag my sorry carcass to my pit for a daytime sleep. I hate doing " runs" of shifts. I never sleep well, and end up going to work with my eyeballs looking like two fried eggs in a bucket of blood.

Before I took the dogs out for a walk , I watched Winifred gently licking the top of Albert's head. It was a small moment of contact between dog and cat which was obviously pleasurable for both parties. It lasted several minutes

Now, as zebidee once said

" off to bed"

Belated Birthday Greeting Rebecca

Now anyone may think that it is mandatory for all gay men to like Kylie Minogue, but I, for one can take or leave her " na, na, na....na,na, na,na, naaaaaaa" type of disco diva music. Having said this, last night during a family meal, the siblings and their significant others and I had a rather lively debate on the merits of tv's The Voice . 
Now for those that don't know , The Voice is one of those manipulating tv talent shows where a panel of judges listen to a singer ( without seeing them! Oh boy what a twist!!) then vote to whether they want to keep them in their gang in order to do battle to be the best act.

Ricky Wilson another sweetie!

The judges in this show are Tom Jones, the Kaiser Chiefs' Ricky Wilson , Will  I am, and of course Kylie Minogue, and the gist of the conversation centred around just how warm and sweet the diminutive Kylie comes across in the show
Some people do have this enviable ability to convey warmth and friendliness  effortlessly and naturally. It's not cloying, or saccharine but genuinely attractive, and Kylie has the skill in buckets!

My niece in law Rebecca  has the same enviable trait, and it is with an embarrassed smile , that I wish her a belated happy birthday for Friday.
I apologise that I forgot your card!

Rebecca  with baby Evie

We hope you had a lovely weekend x

Bunty Joke Saturday

It's cold today

I am late for cleaning the church

I don't want to leave my warm armchair next to the fire

Not much report today

Except a lesbian joke c/o Bunty

Who bellowed it down the phone to me yesterday morning

" did you read in yesterday's Daily Mail about a famous American lesbian actress

Who slept with 13 women in one night?

At her autopsy  it was discovered she had died of a crack overdose!"

Fanar fanar!

Vertigo

Regular readers of Going Gently may remember that I just cannot " do" heights. My legs go jelly- like if I need to lean out of a first floor window, so the thought of having to go onto the cottage roof yesterday to fix a few slipped slates, made my stomach do somersaults.
It all started when the dogs and Albert disappeared when I was cleaning the kitchen. Alerted to the silence downstairs, I found all five sitting quietly on the bed looking up at the ceiling.
From the rafters came the ominous  scratch, scratch scurrying of a rat in the attic.
With a heavy heart, I sat down to think out what I needed to do.
When you play the househusband , you are the one that has to sort out the problems at home
Sometimes that's a bummer!
I rang the council, to ask their advice, and a sympathetic soul told me a " little man with a van" would be around within 24 hours. They also suggested that any holes in the roof should be repaired, so with a heavy heart I schlepped around to John next door to borrow his ladders.
It turned out to be a day for going up ladders.
A nightmare for someone with acrophobia!
I managed to get around twelve feet from the ground before my knuckles turned white!
My knees started to knock and my mouth went very dry!.
Neighbour John ( who is retired) gallantly took over and shot up the ladder like a ferret up a drainpipe onto the roof!
Oh the shame!
Anyhow , I thought I could redeem myself somewhat and face off the rodent like a man, so I donned neighbour John's cycle head  lamp cleaned out the access to the attic from the cupboard in the bedroom and after taking a deep breath pushed a rather reluctant Albert into the roof before I squeezed my arse through the attic trapdoor.
I know, pushing the cat in before me was a pretty low blow, but I figured there was safety in numbers.
( I had considered using George too seeing he was the best ratter amongst the dogs, but thought better of it)...Rather gamely Albert got into the spirit of things and allowed himself to be used as pointman.
But even so, creeping up into a rat infested roof space was just a tad scary, to say the least
I turned my head torch v e r y  S l o w l y in the blackness and there sitting not six inches away from
my face jumped " THE RAT,"
I screamed like a girl
Hero Albert shot back down through the trapdoor
And all the dogs started to bark

The rat, turned out to be a rather sweet and dehydrated young sparrow........