Cushion less

 

I did get unhealthily excited in the cushion section of Liverpool’s John Lewis but couldn’t quite decide on what I wanted to buy, so I galloped into kitchen ware like a gay water buffalo where I bought an expensive but rather impressive utensil holder decorated with a blue whale....what larks pip! 

I also managed to find some cutlery I was missing and ended my spree with a massive gaggle of birthday cards, I had a hey ho time.

For along time I sat in the centre of the city listening to the buskers sing their songs.

I felt like a sponge soaking up all the noise and the movement.

I met up with Colin too, which was lovely. We walked and talked around Greenbank Park and felt more human 

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My new cheap human head vase from Sainsbury’s , full of garden flowers

 Dorothy had made such a good job of my psoriasis covered knees the other week, that I was able to wear shorts for our walk today. 

I gave them an extra long walk today as I’m off to Liverpool shortly to see my friend Colin .

Colin was my pre first lockdown potential bf who has turned into a very good friend.

( and before any of you get your knickers all in a twist ..it was my decision)

I’m going to treat myself a visit to John Lewis, where I will get overly excited at their cushion department ( a thing only gays can do properly)  

If I buy one I will post later........oh you,lucky people...

Cwtch

 

I “do” old friends.

I always have done.

Today I met Cheryl, a mate of 35 years long-standing 

We Met in a frigid outdoor restaurant during a rainstorm 

And afterwards we hugged and hugged and hugged as we are now allowed to do in Wales

The Movie In My Mind - Miss Saigon

In the early 1990s I went to see Miss Saigon 

I saw it several times 

Tonight I revisited it and was reminded of this song, which is one that affected me the most from the production 

Lea Selonga was a revelation in the lead role but I loved the slightly shopworn character of Gigi played by Isay Alvarez. Her voice perfect for the words she sang

Ouiser could never stay mad at me; she worships the quicksand I walk on."

The desk at work looks like the wreck of the Hesperus.

As a favour I’ve come in to cover sickness but in patients remains strangely quiet , so I’m catching up on nurse revalidation paperwork and am online buying a leaving gift for a colleague .

I smell strangely expensive too....which is a first......

I smell expensive because I’ve generously squirted myself with  Jicky ..extract de parfum which was a gift from one of my patients from last year. I didn’t know it can be bought for £255 quid a bottle until tonight

No more squirting Dorothy’s farty backside with it now I know.....hey ho.....I’m such a Luddite 

I’m skint too, but before the troll minions start, I’m not complaining about it, just observing it. 

The cinemas open soon so I’ve prebooked  tickets for the recent crop of Oscar winners

Anthony Hopkins The Father,  Chloe Zhad’s  Namadland  with Francis McDormand, Pedro Almodovar’s The Human Voice, and the Korean/ American Minari 

I’ve also just booked my train to see Nu.....I’m going a few days after my birthday in June.....what fun! 

There will be much shedding of tears when we meet for sure.

Tomorrow , after a sleep I will venture forth to B@Q to buy some white paint to weatherproof the back of the cottage and to give it a clean up after a wet winter

I will leave you with a brief tribute to Olympia Dukakis who died yesterday.

She was not only a fabulous actress  with memorable roles in Moonstruck, Tales of the City  and  Steel Magnolias “ looks like two pigs fightin under a blanket,” but she was also an active advocate for LGBTQ rights. 

A lovely lady with a lovely smile.

She will be missed.

Sunday Morning

 

Finally, the laburnum in the Churchyard has started to bud a hardly detectable green.

I have been worried about it not doing so.

It’s the most magnificent tree in the village.

The sun is shining but it remains cooler than you might expect and when you look at the gorse on the Gop the blooms  that looked so golden only week ago , now look more muted in their radiance.

The bachelor cockerel is crowing incessantly this morning but the breeze alters the volume of his calls from faint to bearable.

There is the noise of a tractor coming from one of the fields in the valley towards Gentleman Ralph’s farm

It’s as irritating as a lawnmower on this Sunday morning, the breeze can’t change that.

The bluebells are out, in my garden and in the corner of the churchyard where I planted them two years ago. 

They are luminous.

As if powered by tiny batteries

The girls have been walking in the woods, they haven’t visited in an age.

They scampered like mice

Saturday

 ....got off to a bad start 

Out walking with the dogs and Dorothy in a fit of bulldog enthusiasm jumped up and ripped a long sliver of my jogging pants waist to ankle, with her claws

I had to continue the walk on a somewhat crowded walkway with my left leg and thigh provocatively poking through the gap aka Faye Dunaway in The Towering Inferno.

And yes I had my very. off white underpants on.

I sort of know how this kid felt

On line

 

Tonight me and Mave  won the Big Gay Quiz with three teammates 

It was great fun

It’s been a big day for what’s app too

Today

Fat club at work has provided support for our next weigh in

My nephew Leo has shared yet another bad joke..out of many relating to bananas

Nu has finalised my trip to London to see her ( oh yes)

I’ve had 10 donations to a leaving gift for a fellow nurse Chris, who is moving on

A touch base from a friend who has a poorly mom, 

A dirty video sent from affable despot jason

And happy messages from gorgeous Dave, chic Eleanor , and Harry from the village who wants to sort out my bathroom

The internet is a godsend.