Going Gently

Visitors

Nigel wouldn't pose for a selfie

We have been graced by a surprise visit by old friend Nigel , who is big on walking everywhere.. This morning we walked down the hills to Prestatyn with my knees cracking and my arse farting at every step of the 1 in 4 hillside footpath.

Tonight we are off to see some French film at Theatre Clwyd. The Prof has got some work to,do at home which is a shame...so we've bought him a nice chocolate pudding from Marks in way of a small compensation

Not A Bad Place To Be.

I was in the middle of doing my Nanette Newman bit,arranging buddleia flowers in the window yesterday morning, when a villager out with his dog called over with the somewhat enigmatic comment
" I see Pippa's now got a herd of alpacas"
Now Pippa is Trelawnyd's version of Lynda Snell from The Archers who lives in the old Rectory which is the biggest house in the village. My field is seperated from her glebe field by the new graveyard, so still in my slippers I climbed over the Church wall and walked through the Churchyard to have a look.

You have to look very close to see them

They seem so incredibly shy

It was difficult to see much in the long grass, but sitting quiety in the sun, I could just make out three slender heads and necks , three sets of fluffy ears and three pairs of eyes watching me carefully from the glebe.
An old man, I didn't recognise was sat on one of the churchyard benches and he called over " Are they llamas?"
" I think they are alpacas" I told him, even though I wasn't exactly sure.
I had started to shuffle back in my slippers when the man started to chat idly, like people do in warm sunshine
He commented about the warm weather, he complemented how neat and tidy the graveyard was and he complained that the Church wasn't left open as the ones in Gweanysgor and Llanasa always seem to do . " When it's wet, I would like to sit in the Church when I Come" he said.
I sat down for a while, tucking my slippers out of sight underneath the bench and we chatted for a while. I didn't ask his name and he didn't ask mine.
After a slight lull in the conversation,and as I was just about to leave , the man piped up
" It was sad do about that ballet dancer being killed in London"
I agreed and told him that I had seen Jonathon Ollivier dance at Sadler's Wells a while back in Swan Lake

" I wonder where he will be buried? " the old guy mused, and added
" My wife is buried here"
I nodded and he sighed
" It's not a bad place to be ........" He pointed to the riding stables beyond the fence " Horses on one side, chickens and geese on the other ( he was referring to my field) and now alpacas over here....my wife loved animals "
I stopped to look at the view by the rows of neat graves , graves holding quite a few of the villagers I had gotten to know over our decade and told the man that I would like to be buried here, even though, I thought The Prof and I could by then be anywhere else in the Uk....
" It's not a bad place to be " I agreed

1970s Art

This is my favourite movie poster of all time

I had the original on my wall all throughout my childhood

Love the fact that a fan has given the " dead" a 1970s twist

Back To Normal

I was late to fat club today. It's the farm traffic on the roads. Everything seems on a go slow.
Before I jumped on the scales, I tried to cover myself by telling Marjorie Dawes that I have just been on holiday in Broadstairs!
" one pound on!" Marjorie announced loudly
" Is that all ?" I exclaimed " I can't believe that!"
" Well it's true" Marjorie replied ..and she seemed rather morose " I put on eleven and a half pounds when I went on holiday"
I felt like saying " Where did you go on holiday...Willie Wonka's Chocolate Factory? " but I didn't
But it would have been very funny if I had.
Having said that, I have just chomped my way through a box of celebrations
- a thank you from old Lynwen Hughes for her son winning the best ornamental garden cup! I keep telling her I cannot influence the judging and that he won on merit.....but she insisted

http://whiteonricecouple.com/recipes/zucchini-soft-taco-shells/

In an effort to be healthier , I have just made these odd looking but bloody lovely courgette tortillas for tea.......having said this, I did notice that I had hidden the celebrations wrappers in the gaudy welsh jug on the kitchen table!
WHERE DO YOU HIDE YOUR CHOC WRAPPERS?

I'll leave you with photos of William and Winnie sporting their new bandannas

Stalker

I should have known better than to slag off an affable despot's shit novelty vegetable on a public forum
Hell hath no fury than a despot scorned
Yesterday afternoon, when I had just got into bed I checked facebook to see if there was any feedback about the show and I was greeted with this photo and comment

Claire Randa added 4 new photos to the album: iOS Photos.

19 hrs · iOS ·

Jason's novelty veg isn't happy with all the negativity ..,,he is watching you ....always watching

— with John Gray.

Innocent enough but...THE PHOTO WAS TAKEN INSIDE OUR GARDEN only a minute or so previously!
Seconds later this photo appeared

Claire Randa John Gray I know what you said this summer

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Liberties!
The fucking thing is sitting INSIDE our berlingo!
It's the morning after and I have just checked under the bed before going to bed!

The Trelawnyd Flower Show in Detail

For some strange reason Blogger has published the next seven or so entries all out of sequence

I cannot be arsed changing it so be patient...off for another sleep now....working night shift tonight xxxx

Local girl Sandra Cameron winning the cup for best flowers

My nephew, his partner and my great neice

The whole village turned out as always

Committee members Rerry, Heulwen and John in the full sunshine

The Veg

The veg classes I had been most worried about as the weather has not been kind to the allotments. The two main exhibitors from Trelawnyd are women ( a rarity in shows) Jean Smith and Sandra Cameron share back to back vegetable plots and provided a wonderful cross section of exhibits. Jean excelled in the fruit classes whist Sandra's beetroots won the special best in Show award. Mr Butler stated that they were best exhibits he had seen all year!

What boosted our veg exhibits is the re emergence of two local " growers" Mr Rowlands and Mr Hughes, who come from neighbouring villages and the dark horse last minute arrival of a Mr Owen who trounced everyone to win the cup for most points in the veg class.
Mr Butler summed up the competition by clapping his hands and calling out " The Battle is on!"

Arts, Crafts, Photos and Floral Art

We had lots of paintings, so many that we had to exhibit some with the international novelty veg

The floral art is perhaps our smallest class which has been dwarfed somewhat by the photo class ( our own Yorkshire Pudding won the " Relaxation " photo class ) which did cause a bit of a stir wih many competitors ....( more about that later!)