The View

sometimes it's easy to forget how beautiful a place is....
The place in which you live..
Here are affable despots Claire and Jason's girls .......looking down on the village from Gop Hill

Eve & Liv

Bank Holiday Excitement

Part of an email I received today from the Prof

"We are at Hamilton Island marina for the night. Having the most wonderful time, and seeing some amazing things.... Whales, turtles, coral, wonderful fish..... I have managed to snorkel"

It's bank holiday here in the UK
and I went to Sainsbury's and bought a £ 1.50 pair of flip flops.....

Hey ho

How Is Hippo?

A few bloggers have messaged me with concerns for Tom from Angola.( http://hippo-on-the-lawn.blogspot.co.uk)
He's gone off the radar many months ago since he got home after extensive surgery on that infected leg of his and people have been rightly worried about him since he returned home to Africa.
Well, I have heard from him and I hope he doesn't mind me reporting that things remain a little grim health-wise but he still possesses that gung ho " spirit that won the war" mentality that has saved his life on numerous occasions
I would be wrong if I say I wasn't worried about him.....I am ....he's become a dear friend over the years (  if you suggested to me that an ex bomb disposal expert dipsomaniac mercenary living in Africa could be my friend , I would have laughed in your face)  so I hope things can be sorted out....
But I am worried..... Angolan heath care is ,.......well.......pretty shite

Tom and Auntie Gladys on his visit to Trelawnyd last year

How surreal is that

Sex sex sex

I read somewhere that facebook is dominated by women who like posting sickly sweet captioned photos of cats and blogger is populated by middle aged and older people who like a nice cup of tea and gardening.
Bloggers apparently are comfortably middle class, like crafts and rant a bit about life
Male bloggers tend to be gay whereas female bloggers, like homemaking and don't get out much.
We are viewed as slipper wearing, safe and only indulge in sex once a week with the lights off!
So in light of these scurrilous stereotypes, and with risking turning this blog into a forum
I shall put out the following challenge

We played this at work and had some excellent entries

Entries which included

Mission Impossible,

How I Met Your Mother !

And 

Gone In 60 seconds!

So lets have some of your entries!

And a bit of good humour this Sunday afternoon.....

And what's my entry?

Free Willy 

( of course) 

Back to Normal

The Prof doesn't quite understand the logistics of sorting out " the home" when we go away....of course he doesn't...he doesn't have to organise it.
Sorting out the Olympics is easier.
This afternoon I started buying " Thank you" gifts for the people that are doing jobs for us when I leave for Australia.
Albert's House sitter, the chicken carers, Norma who is spoiling Winnie, Sister Jan who is boarding  George, Eirlys who is taking William to and from the kennels, and sister in law Jayne who is taking me to the airport all have been bought bespoke gifts all gaily set out in brown paper carrier bags. Each person will also get a small flowering plants and a card.........
What I lack in expense , I make up in style!
Btw...teenage boffin Cameron who is shutting up the animals at night is no fool....he wants hard cash!
Lol

In the middle of sorting all this out I could hear the two dozen or so sparrows chattering away from their roosting place in the honeysuckle over the front door.....it was dusk and they were settling down for the night
I crept in from the kitchen to film William patiently watching their every movement....he sat like this until it went dark and the bickering finally stopped

Question

Ok..i've had a good sleep and feel a bit more rested
I am much happier!

Right....... I racked my brains thinking of a subject for discussion today.

I wanted something frothy.

Something that would encourage group hugs, harmony and love.

Ok people

Wadda your thoughts on abortion?

3.03 am

What a surprise!
Mention that you hate a country's gun law and you inflame several " loyal " readers who think you are taking a side swipe at everything and anything they hold dear......
Which is bollocks.
Anyhow So be it....... Like my old boozy mom always said after drinking all the Gordon's " You Can't please everyone"
My problem, ( and I know it) is that I wear my heart on my sleeve. I write about feelings and think people know me ...... And the sad truth is that they don't .
Like I said so be it.
I am typing this at work....... No...I am not skiving......I am sat in a dark side room watching over a sleeping patient on a ventilator. The patient is comfortably dreaming what I hope are sweet dreams and I have another three hours to go on shift. I cannot leave the room until relieved
and I had a pee an hour ago.
I have time and space to think.

I am feeling rather melancholy which is a product of being tired with my own thoughts.  I am missing the Prof and his Roger Moore eyebrow. I am missing Meg too......with her overly anxious button- brown eyes and her unhealthy need to be glued to me ..that old Welsh Terrier was a bigger part of my daily routine than I gave her credit for
Oh and I am missing scotch eggs...I haven't had one in 9 days
And after yesterday and all of the blog debates...I am missing good humour .

I cannot function properly without good humour . I am, by nature a humorous person.
I am drawn to it ......if Lisa Tarbuck ( God she makes me laugh) or Victoria Coren Mitchell or Sue Perkins  were sat at the nurses' station , I would be right there in the middle of them ......
I don't like unsmiling days

Hey ho

" Aaarrrrrrrrhhhhhhh Jim lad"

Well Guns seem to have got emotions running somewhat high, and so I shall change the subject with something I saw this morning.
As I was passing Big Mary and Gay Gordon's bungalow I noticed that their usual Welsh Welsh flag which is usually flying from their own flag pole had been replaced .

WTF?