A nice moment of total control in this uncertain world
No covid
Blogger playing up
No rules
No work
No people with their mouths open like naked baby birds
It’s Raining hard outside
And I am ordering my kitchen cabinets
One by one
Bliss
Bake Off
I forgot bake off had started tonight
Nuala messaged me and I caught up just in time
As usual a nice lot... but a general representation of London UK not general UK
Not many gays this year Too !
I’m disappointed in Matt Lucas.....
The Broken Hearts Gallery
I’ve been well overdue for a rom com, so one set in a beautifully photographed New York with a likeable cast and a witty script was just up my street today.
The Broken Hearts Gallery fits the bill nicely .
Although wordy ( blink and you will miss the machine gun delivery ) this is a story that will touch everyone who has been dumped in a relationship.
Geraldine Viswanathan
Lucy Gulliver( Geraldine Viswanathan ) is a twenty something gallery supervisor who hordes memorabilia from every failed relationship She has ever been in . After being fired from her job after been dumped by her boss boyfriend she bumps into Cute as a button Nick ( Dacre Montgomery) Who is trying to built a bespoke hotel and by chance opens up an art gallery in the Hotel’s balcony , an art gallery filled with the public ‘s saved Souvenirs from past relationships .
Of course the plot after this isn’t rocket science to work out , but if you add to the mix Lucy’s wisecracking flatmates, Nick’s best friend Marcos (Arturo Castro) - who looks and sounds like an young Bill Murray and a botoxed to death Bernadette Peters as a wacky art expert you can see that writer and director Natalie Krinsky has thrown everything but the kitchen sink into this her first film .
The adorable Dacre Montgomery
Generally the movie works.
It’s amusing and sweet despite given a slightly hardened and foul mouthed New York tinge.
Viswanathan is sassy and bright in the lead. Montgomery is very easy on the eye and cries more than the heroine and the supporting cast is likeable and memorable and look like they enjoyed acting out the bright and sharply observed script.
In one interesting scene Lucy is finally able to dump an unsuitable boyfriend and her words to him resonate amid the laughs “ You are the hero of your own love life And the villain in mine,!”
If you need an amusing , light romantic movie to fill a dull afternoon...try it out
Octopus
My kitchen is looking more colourful of late
I noticed this this morning when I made pea and ham soup thickened with butternut squash and flavoured with extra garlic
The octopus dish I treated myself from John Lewis yesterday looks mighty fine and rather cheerful
I’m liking the splashes of colour
Going to the cinema later and have booked another cinema trip tomorrow
Review later
MND
For those that don’t know , my brother died nine years ago of motor neurone disease
It’s a cruel disease, possibly the cruelest and strange as it may seem North Wales has a cluster of people diagnosed with the condition
The three hospices of North Wales often take these patients in for symptom relief, respite and for end of life care and their care is usually challenging and intense .
Communication of needs is often the major difficult area to nurse and something like the “ simple” positioning of a limb can take an hour to achieve correctly
Perhaps now you can understand why I had such a hard shift the other night.
Now I’m not being dramatic here.
I am good at distancing myself from situations that can suddenly become personalised
Most nurses of a certain age, have to be
But motor neurone patients have special needs and those are ones that we all take for granted
They need to be understood and they need to feel empowered
Looking after them can leave you worrying that you’ve failed them
and I always thought I could have done more for my brother.
So caring for them, can be particularly challenging
I admitted a patient with MND the other night
The night I got home very late
A friend and colleague has just texted me to tell me that they had died peacefully.....
Too sudden but fortunate with the hospice care
And I took the dogs out for a walk in the now cold night
And in the darkness of the still village
I remembered a lot of stuff running around my head
And had a brief cry
Tantrums
The vet’s bill hasn’t arrived as yet
Mary has has a special “ pellet “ of antifungal meds placed inside her ear canal and she is looking brighter for it even though her already selective hearing has become even more selective
A new smiley and rather smarmy vet has started at the practice And he didn’t ingratiate himself with me especially after referring to Mary as looking a bit tatty
“ You don’t look all that spruce yourself “ I countered to little effect.
Never insult the dog of an old queen
We never forget
I’m having a mooch day today which is involving sharing the new sofa with Dorothy ( an activity designed to reduce her anxiety and jealous feelings of the other dogs.
Dorothy was Sooooo pissed off
It’s not working as you can see.
As Mary has just joined us
Dorothy is now in a foul mood
Foul
I’ve made pesto and sour dough bread this morning and my friend Colin is coming for dinner later which will be nice ( before the trolls say anything he’s in my bubble)
I’ve just listened to the Whitty and Valance Speech on COVID too
Things seem a little glum and I wonder what gems Boris will come out with tomorrow
It feels how we just have to live with COVID now and for some the axe will fall
I’ve paid bills online, watched the trailer of the Walking Dead finale which airs in two weeks and written some emails
And after Mary went off to mooch elsewhere Dorothy has had me all to herself
And her sulking and tantrums subsided to a peaceful hug and her face on my feet
I need to get up soon
The grass needs mowing
Friends
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| Me, Sara, Eleanor and Pask |
Chic Eleanor picked me up around noon
No pashmina but she was sporting a very expensive Italian scarf which was looped informally around her neck
“ Darling John “ she purred behind her face mask as she stopped “ it’s been too long!”
We didn’t kiss as we usually do
We met friends Sara and Pask up the Conwy valley and was treated to a real Italian meal with four courses, antipasti ( and a special scotch egg just for me), orecchiette pasta, locally caught muscles in garlic and white wine and meringue with raspberries
It was lovely
Quite lovely
My scotch egg antipasti
Violas
Violas are such cheerful and robust little fellows
Unlike the fat headed pansies that resemble them .. I detest those
I’ve planted them out in pots around cyclamen of varying shades of pink and red and have placed them on the kitchen wall with enough gaps in between so that the regular gifts of tomato’s and the like can be left with ease.
It’s been a nice day, most of which I’ve missed after an extra Night shift
Lunch out with friends and Chic Eleanor tomorrow
Tonight already I’m lighting the fire against the already crisp autumn evening as I watch the live action Beauty and the beast on tv
Tonight I’ve been watching Carrie Fisher give tribute speeches on YouTube
What a wonderful orator she was
I became quite tearful at her power and intelligence
Tearful because I’m tired
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