Så som i himmelen

 


If you ever want to taste what it is like to sing in a choir, have a look at the Swedish movie , As it is in heaven (Så som i himmelen)
It is in essence a musical which chronicles the personal lives of a handful of choristers, who sing in a village choir. 
This scene from the film is powerful , it’s called  Gabrella’s Song, and it’s an empowerment piece where the character  Gabriella finally has the confidence to stand up to her abusive husband aided eventually by the villagers who initially ignored her plight 
It’s a lovely, lovely  film, I’ve just watched it




   


A Gift Of Flowers

 


I had a friend over to stay last night.

Now before anyone gets their covid knickers in a spin. 
It was the chap that was ‘ conscripted ‘ into my original and allowed bubble way back in the summer 
Do you remember the one who got village tongues wagging?
He was the one I decided just to be friends with.

And we are friends. 
We talked and talked and laughed and ate and for the first moment in a long time I felt more human.
I felt more human too because of the fact we laughed and talked and hugged and cuddled too.
The hug and cuddle not no more significance than a hug and a cuddle but it reminded us singletons that we are here and valued and pertinent 

It’s 8.30 am and I’ve just taken the dogs out for a quick wee walk
Cup of coffee in hand. 
My friend is still asleep in the spare room, 
So I may take them out for a proper walk.

On the counter top is a glass jug with a bunch of blue iris drinking from it and I smile .
A gift of flowers from a man.

How nice

Rubber Chicken goes forth

 

Rubber Chicken has survived the weekend
It’s now standing guard over the kitchen wall and will be having a car jaunt out soon to the supermarket
I’m getting rather fond of him

One Of Our Own


 Today our choir master and leader emailed us all with the sad news that Sharn, one of our fellow choristers had been killed in a freak accident .
It’s a strange thing losing “one of our own” and slowly but surely our choir website is filling with thoughts and best wishes for Sharn’s family and her friends 


Durme durme

Strength

 I dont know what shes singing about but boy is she determined 


Sophia

Surreal or what ? Rubber Chickens earlier 
Now for a lovely , rather moving 
Portrait 



I adore this photo
Sophia Loren at 85
Sometimes I really hate being 

But hey let’s embrace our years 
We are Not old 
We are here.....

Bed early tonight, 


 

Rubber Chicken Overload

Today is my single day off this week.
I am on a long day tomorrow, then, thank the lord, I am off work for five long days! 
I have organised things to do each day
Trendy Carol ( still in her Autumnal hues) will have the girls tomorrow
Today I’ve done some Christmas shopping and had an extra sleep and a long bath with Hawaiian Midnight.
The Rubber Chicken was a great success yesterday.
In fact it was too successful as Winnie has not been as excited since she overdosed on workmen when the new kitchen went in and was found eating chicken crisps in the passenger seat of their works van 
She squeezed the friggin life out of it last night, so much so, that I’ve had to ration it from her gummy onslaughts, so sick I was of it screaming around the cottage.
It’s presently cooling off quietly in the only bulldog safe place in the kitchen

 

Puffins and a Rubber Chicken

 


After just 2 hours sleep , I met a friend in McDonalds’ car park for a side by side car chat and coffee.
After that I bought a rubber Chicken at Lidl and squeezed it around the aisles like a badly behaved  toddler
When I got home I brandished it at Trendy Carol ( in her muted winter ensemble ) and Animal Helper Pat as they passed the cottage, neither looked unduly impressed or shocked.
Oh it’s nice not to be working 
I’ve lit the fire and the fairy lights.
I’ve squeezed the chicken at a near hysterical Winnie 
And I’ve hung my latest piece of art
Three bespoke made puffins in flight 

The art wall is now complete  



I’m so happy to be home