Going Gently

Sky Garden

Well , I am on the way home again.
It's been a fantastic 24 hours.
Nuala ( Nu) as usual made my visit special....even down to bagging the best table at the Sky Garden's restaurant by stating that it was my 40 th birthday. The hostess , polite as she was didn't batter an eyelid ( as when have I ever looked 40? Even when I was 30 I didnt look 40) and the cute as a button waiter brought us two tiny chocolate cakes and a candle which we laughed over until we wept.

It was lovely to touch base and it was lovely to recharge with a best friend of some 26 years.....
The best time

The sky Garden at dusk

Fab-u-lous

Have had the best time.

Last night we went to Sadler's Wells to See Mathew Bourne's Gothic take

on Sleeping Beauty.

It was fab , a real visual treat.

Today I will do a bit of shopping when Nu gets her nails done then

I shall meet her at the " Sky Garden" for lunch

http://skygarden.london/darwin

Hey ho

I'l have to scrub up

A taste of th ballet x

Scotch Egg On A Train

I'm on the way to London to see Nu.
I'm all set for the journey, newpaper, internet, Christmas cards and an emergency scotch egg are all laid out ready.
There was a somewhat offensive druggie wandering around Prestatyn station in a father Christmas jumper when I was waiting for the train, who started to be rather confrontational to a young Asian couple standing nearby. So I ate my first egg in rather a defiant manner at him after walking up to them and blocking his view.
" Don't you want to talk to me" he slurred at me eventually.
" NO! " I said talking a bite of scotch egg..... Druggies are like nasty drunks, the less you give them the better.
Anyhow that little drama over with, I am comfortably sat with my jobs all in hand. I 'm meeting Nu at Angel then we are off to the ballet. Tomorrow will be lunch out then some shopping for me before coming back on the early evening train.
Christmas has officially started.

Still

Sometimes it's the simplest thing that can move a person.

Something which on the surface can seem mundane,

But when you see experience it,

It's all rather special.

It was getting dark when the cottage eventually went quiet today.

And silence often means destruction when a puppy is at home.

I checked the kitchen and living room where the other dogs were sleeping
and she was no where to be seen,

so I climbed the stairs and checked the bedroom.

Mary was sitting quietly on the bed looking out of the window.

She was still and alert and in typical Welsh terrier fashion, she was unmoving for the

longest time

Just gazing out over the fields at dusk

Trellis

Apparently Christmas shopping has been made easier by the internet.
I agree.
Mind you, most companies now demand a signature when your on line goodies are delivered and the " window" of when the courier actually arrives can be vague.
Today that window for delivery ranges from 08.00 am to 18.00 pm, so I effectively marooned at home.
Thats fine....for I have been cottage cleaning with a vengeance.
Around 2pm I heard a card plop through the letter box. It was from Mrs Trellis and it was accompanied by two of her poems, one for me and one for the Prof