Thank You

I'm there enough to really appreciate your best wishes
( and also the offer of money which made me smile)
It's like having several hundred people gently supporting your bra straps
You feel lifted!
I'm ok....and I will be ok
I am sure

Time To Move On

Today was the lowest point in my life ...ever....
...it's not an exaggeration when I say this....believe me...
and today I wrote a fucking funny frivolous post about an attractive vet rubbing Winnie's arse
Go figure.

Today,  I finally accepted that my marriage was over.
I'm not going into details.... suffice to say that I accept the decision but I certainly don't agree with it.
I haven't agreed with it for months
But today I sort of said my goodbyes to the Prof's family and friends who by nature of birth and history are now polarised away from the life I am about to lead.
I may be in contact with them in the future but I know I'll never see them again.

My nephew sent me his love by text and promised to send me his film reviews.....that made me cry.

Ann, my elder sister, with her fierce, loving... matriarch head on , kept my nerves together with a grim, natural strength....without my sisters, my family and a huge " hug " group of friends and neighbours  I could not have coped with the past few months....you know who you are and I thank you for what you have done.

So from now on it's me, a sex starved bulldog, A blind Welsh Terrier, a bad tempered Scottie , Mary the baby and a wide eyed cat called Albert...... against the world.

Let's hope we can now carve out a safe haven and get on with things.....
There....I've finally said it.......

Hey ho

You're Beautiful

I find it amusing that a pretty face often reduces one to the level of a gibbering arsehole!
It's a common  phenomenon amongst the middle aged and overlooked I guess
I took Winnie up to the vets today to collect William's prescription. Ever since her near death experience with pyrometra a year or so ago, Winnie has delighted the reception staff with the occasional royal visit and now will take herself off through the office door in order to have a mooch " below stairs"
Today as I was paying the bill, and as She was happily sharing a bag of cheese and onion Crisps with one of the nursing aides, a new young George Clooney vet strode in like Samson and boomed in a deep chocolate voice " Now where did this big beautiful girl come from!" 
Winnie smiled at him briefly between mouthfuls and offered her vulva up to be inspected
George Clooney rubbed her bottom with a manly hand
" She should be on a diet !" He purred
and I started to babble " Well she's lost nearly three kilos this year, which is good, given ....that ...she ..steals food from the other dogs .......it's very hard.....!" 
The George Clooney vet looked at me with baby blue eyes and smiled as Winnie crunched another crisp
" She has a beautiful face !" He said
" so do you !" I almost said , but thankfully didn't....I just giggled like a schoolgirl as he waved a hand and sauntered from the office
Hey ho

Gossip

Yesterday I walked into a situation where several acquaintances of mine were talking about me. I'm sure there was no malicious intent but it was clear that it was a gossip and it was clear that judgements were being made.
We all make judgements , and we all gossip and to we all understand the rules of such normality.
You just don't get caught by the  "gossipee"

Now as you know I am a pretty strong " you're wearing cheap shoes" kind of guy and confrontation is something I can generally deal with with some impunity but I was suddenly wrong footed by the whole situation, so put my head down and pretended to be busy.
Inside I felt nothing but embarrassment and shame .
You can rationalise that my feelings were in many ways ill founded  , after all I know most people just want to be kind, but I'm a great believer of the mantra " you feel what you feel!" 
And I felt shamed?

I'm pushing this out to the readers for discussion, deflecting the subject away from me and mine.
What's your gossip story?
I suspect there will be a few.....
Hey ho

The Last Flower Show Meeting

The photos were not up to much ( the man at the next table could quite work my phone camera)  but the company was good and the food surprisingly excellent! 

A few speeches were made and several bottles too many of the house wine were quaffed and I think it was a testament to the company and the event itself that every chair was still filled at the very end of the evening, with no one sloping off too early and with the thirteen of us tottering off to the four corners of Trelawnyd well after eleven.

We raised our glasses to the Flower Show achievements over the years and saluted Auntie Glad who could no be with us in person and the loud chatter around the room, which was almost deafening at times reminded us all of the times around Gladys' kitchen table when I or Sylvia lost control over the meeting and everyone when off on their own tangents.

I shall miss those meetings.

But they have taught me a valuable lesson...........they have taught me the power of a shared goal, the importance of fun when bringing together powerful personalities  and the sweetness of kind actions

Flower Show Committee .....The Final Meal

Tonight the entire flower Show committee ( minus Trendy Carol) meet up for a final bun fight .

We are all going to the village pub for a meal . 

We are all going to have a real night out and bugger the expense !!!!

So It's me, Heulwen ( gentle co treasurer )   Derek  ( very manly) , Ann ( all heart) , Terry ( sarcastic bugger, sailor John ( voice of reason) , Mandy ( backstage supporter) , Pat ( animal helper and multiple trophy winner ) , Daphne and Meirion, matriarch Irene ( hey ho), helper Mo,

It'll be great fun...I will post photos tomorrow xx

Skyscraper Shite

I have seldom seen an action film which is totally devoid of tension as Skyscraper ? It's truly abysmal. I only went because my sister loves Dwayne Johnson, who plays a one legged, humourless version of Bruce Willis' yippeekiay motherfucker hero from DieHard.

Irwin Allen way back in 1974 did it so much better

Tits up

I've just listened to a podcast of Trump's NATO press conference.
Bloody Hell!
What's wrong with journalists ? They are not usually shy at coming forward in calling a spade a spade
Why didn't any one of them finally say " you're talking shite Trump!" 
I have honestly never heard such a car crash of a press conference EVER
Lies, dreadful grammar, filibustering , forgetting Wales was a part of the UK , banging on about hardbrexit, that was only half of it.
You have to admire the man........the whole carnival went tits up and he walked away as if it was a triumph !