Nose Job

Yesterday was a quiet day here in Trelawnyd. Animal helper Pat called round with gifts of beans and ripe tomatos and it was first day at school for the junior school children who gridlocked the lane just before 9 am in their parents' 4 x 4s .
In the afternoon I emptied  the defrosted chest freezer which was an odorous job then I did some food shopping, bought petrol and went to B&Q to buy a replacement carbon monoxide monitor. It was only on the way home when I caught a glimpse of my face in the rear view mirror did I realise that I was still wearing one of those nose cleaning strips I had put on hours earlier!

How Do You Solve A Problem Like Korea?

Mrs Trellis mentioned Kim Jong Un in her conversation this morning.
She referred to him as a "horrid and dangerous little man"
She also had an interesting take on him that I have not heard before
She thinks he craves international acceptance and a Hollywood lifestyle. Let Tom Cruise meet up with him and things will work out fine she mused.
I mentioned her that the country would be an interesting place to visit which was comment she was horrified with.
"Oh nooooo!  they eat dog there as superfood! " she said pointing to Winnie who yawned with boredom into the wind
" They'd have a field day with her" she added.

Retail Therapy

The new kitchen table and chairs

Shopping is easy when you go online.
There is no salesperson to deal with.
No " can I help you?" 
No waiting at the checkout.
And no crowds !
I've just bought a kitchen table and two chairs from John Lewis at the same time Mary was licking
my feet!
I didn't have to move either, when a chirpy Scottish lady phoned to sort out delivery. I just reached for the phone and bingo everything was sorted!

Mary feet licking

The Prof , paddleboarding today 

Trans

This afternoon I went to Llandudno to kill time as Mary and George were having haircuts
The pretty seaside town was packed as day trippers and locals made the most of the sunny weekend before School starts.
I grabbed a coffee and walked out on the pier and then back along the crowded promenade .
A group of eight caught my attention.
I couldn't quite work out if they were transvestite or transsexual, but ambling down the seafront were a collection of " Tootsie" lookalikes all in their fifties and sixties who were all were enjoying an ice cream .
From across the road, which runs parallel to the Promenade a young woman in her own peer group of friends yelled a good natured " Looking Good  ladies!!!" At them without a hint of malice or sarcasm and the trans group cooeeed , laughed and waved back in equal good humour.

Not what I expected from a little seaside town in Wales on a Saturday afternoon!
It made my day

Thank You

This needlepoint from perhaps a hundred years ago has hung just left of our fireplace for a decade
I'd forgotten it was there.
I looked at it this afternoon as if I had seen it for the first time

Do children in school recite this prayer anymore?

 

I wonder

" vee Have Vays of Making You Talk!"

There is a new German vet at the surgery
She is thorough, rather loud and has an odd sense of humour
After she had seen William, she left me standing at the counter in front of a packed waiting room for an age until she had triple checked his med dose, then she surprisingly bellowed a rather loud
" I forgot to tell you that there is a £ 15 charge for your anal gland check! "
" You Checked William's glands not mine" I reminded her as a few of the waiting customers smiled
" Of Course I did!" She said seriously

I'll Never Make A Pirate

I'm making a list!
" Things to do next week"
I've already written fifteen entries on it as I try to dry off after being caught in a rainstorm with the dogs.
Mary as you can see is steaming nicely in the sunny window
From Friday The Prof will be sailing around the slightly stormy waters of Croatia and I shall be at home.
Now before you all reach for your comment boxes to complain of his selfishness, The Prof wanted 
me to go along on this mini adventure in a thirty foot catamaran with all mod cons! But I said no! An
emphatic and resounding NO!
I don't DO sailing! I don't DO boats smaller than the HMS QUEEN MARY and I DON'T DO adventure holidays.
Water.....deep water scares me!
Now if you want to comment about what I am missing by staying home, don't bother!
Being on a small boat in the open sea with a group of sailors is not my thing plain and simple.

Now I am glad that The Prof is going and as I told Mrs Trellis this morning -The break from email and academia will do him the world of good.
I suspect that Mrs Trellis thought I was a tad disloyal not going, that was until I told her that I was 42 years old before I could just about swim a width of a swimming pool without sinking
" what shall you do with yourself?" she asked somewhat incredulously
I told her that I would find a few things to do

I shall miss him but as my list will testify to, I shall not be bored!
I have planned to see a few foreign movies at Theatre Clwyd  and at the Storyhouse in Chester. I have the Flower Show review meeting to sort, a crochet class to attend ( don't laugh) Friends to have lunch with as well as my work leaving bash to go to!
I have a Samaritans shift, workmen to supervise who will give me some quotes on bits and bats and James, a very helpful kitchen designer from Ikea, will be popping in on Wednesday to discuss whether my fantasy kitchen can become a reality. He is bringing his junior colleague Debbie with him and both have been warned that Winnie will be expecting multiple kisses and a fuss!
She does so love visitors!

Luxury catamarans? Who needs em?

It's all go this retirement thing

Well, 24 hours after our Kentish jaunt, My Welsh family, The Prof and I got locked into a strange Mad Scientist's Room and had to solve a myriad of clues in order to set ourselves free.
Typical Wednesday evening fun I hear you say!
And much more fun than watching the recorded Great British Bake off and Game Of Thrones
We had five bright minds in our room and we still bloody well got locked in!
I think The Prof and I slowed things up after we embarked on a fairly lively debate on the positioning of a right lung in a corpse!
( you have to be there) see http://www.lockedin-northwales.com
All great fun!

Our group looked like the strangest version of the usual suspects