Bonnie ……

I’ve booked to fly to the Highlands of Scotland on Friday. 

I’ve got cheap ( and hopefully working ) tickets to Inverness 

I’m catching up with my hospice friend Ruth , who has gone to the Highlands in order to heal after the death of her mother. She has returned to a sort of commune community who share farming allotments and poly tunnel food and produce. 

I am welcome to join her in her lovely forest hidden caravan if I help out with work

A duck to water , I thought. 

Yesterday a rather lovely troll suggested that my itchy feet was infact a nail in my marriage’s coffin which seemed a bizarre suggestion for sure. 

I think my steadiness was a factor if the truth be known . 

Steadiness can be boring, I understand that 

Steady and strong for some…..boring for others

So when I get my itchy feet from now on

I intend to scratch them both .

And so it’s Scotland next week then Rome. In August it’s Ireland and London and in September it’s Barcelona and  London again  .I’ve also got Berlin to fit in with my friend Jane before winter too …..

Christmas I’m thinking of doing something different too……

Next week I have the interview for my counselling course and in three weeks I go part time….

I feel like a mole sat in front of an open fridge door…..At midnight 

I’m blinking hard 

Honeysuckle Around the Door.

 

Albert has sat in the front living room window with his head cocked to the right for most of the morning

From time to time his teeth chatter

It’s a cat’s way of expressing excitement 

Secreted inside the honeysuckle which has cascaded over the front door sit two female blackbirds. One on eggs the other on chicks. In another nest higher up is a sparrow mother and deeper in the cover lies another nest but I haven’t seen it’s occupants as yet although the path outside is covered in bird droppings.

Four avian families in one place .

I’m thrilled

Its like Rear Window with birds.

In the brief sun that caught the front of the cottage around nine, the air was filled with the sound of hundreds of honeybees visiting the scented flower heads, their buzzing, even louder than Albert’s purring as he splashed drool on the back of the Trendy blue sofa.

Today I’m going to decide if I’m going away for a few days .I’ll probably go on Thursday as my sister has invited me to see Top Gun tomorrow and it’s Choir today. I’m open to any experience as long as it’s away.

I need to be away , if that makes sense 

I need not to be here

Keyboard Warriors

 

The vagaries in blogger’s software has meant that I have generally always allowed anonymous comments to appear. This has become more evident in recent months where many genuine commentators have found it problematical to even log in let alone leave a message or comment and so under the initial label of anonymity they can join in the “ fun” with hopefully leaving a genuine label of who they are and where they are from. 

This isn’t always the case and it’s par for the course to have genuinely anonymous commentators  hiding snideness and tiresome negativity within comments  ….people who feel entitled to say exactly what they like and do so without the constraints of personal accountability.

Cowards, all of them.

Especially the ones that manage to log in under a pseudonym, buoyed up by a false name and a badge.

They are scum.

 

I guess this will always happen to a certain degree as I am a somewhat Marmite(ish) characteristics the truth be known. But snideness is tiresome, 

For everyone….

I know , for I grew up with a snide mother 

She was exhausting .

And so before I move on, I will repeat what I’ve repeated in the past. 

This is my playpen. 

If you have a comment please comment, but put a genuine name to your words. Be respectful of others and of me, and if they appear, personal insults, snideness or rudeness  will simply be deleted. 

By all means disagree with me, but do so respectfully but if I feel I am being trolled well then you will be deleted immediately and you have wasted your sad sack time….

Anyhow, I should be Sitges today. It’s 70 degrees and sunny .

And I had a balcony room at The Santa Maria overlooking the sea.

Never mind. I’ve got a full refund on the room and I’ve changed my flights for a Barcelona City break in September, so all is not lost. Gorgeous Dave’s new girlfriend got dumped by easyJet in the far Mediterranean, it’s cost her thousands to get flights home

Perhaps it’s good that I’m not returning to Sitges again, Barcelona looks like a fine city to get lost in.

I’m planning my week this morning. 

It’s cool and with the hint of more rain. But the garden is a lush green and the ponies in the field in front of the cottage have much to feed on in their allotted paddocks..

The bunting is still up in the village , and everywhere looks cheerful, 

As it should be 

Ps thanks to Tom , I found a load of comments tucked away in spam for some strange reason, all have been relocated to going gently

Best Laid Plans

 I chose to work my birthday so I could have this weekend off. 

My plan was to support the Jubilee Street Party but mainly I wanted today off, so I could pack.

I was due to fly to Spain tomorrow morning.

My flight now has been cancelled, cancelled by an early morning email

Like so many have been done over the last week or so.

Bugger.

I’ve lost my car parking fee which is a shame 

But I’ve managed to get a refund on the hotel.

The flights I’ve changed to a different airport so my summer Sitges trip is now an autumnal Barcelona city break, but that has cost me!

And so, I’ve got over a week in between now and my trip to Rome on the 17th to fill….

Answers on a postcard.

I shall start by the cinema on this a rather glum day

The Quiet Girl , the first Gallic feature film

Jubilee Concert

 I've cried through most of it 

Loved Diversity. And Rod Stewart and the rappers ...so pacy .....lovely to see George and Charlotte there.....the Royal Family has been reincarnated 

Loved the Queen's aside with Padington Bear 

She looked so genuine 

I loved her

And we've only got up.to Duran Duran.

Jubilee

 

The Community Association has done a grand job with the Jubilee Street Party on Chapel Street.

Despite no official “escape Routes” visible a good proportion of the village turned up on a sunny afternoon to have their photo taken with a life sized Queen Elizabeth before picking up a Union Jack sandwich box and gabbing a seat on one of the inside tables or seats outside where the brass band was playing. 

The whole afternoon was as sweet and as nostalgic as it looked. 

Everyone was there, Mr Poznan, the Manley’s from the Still House, Animal Helper Pat, Mrs Trellis of course, Affable despots Jason and Clare and the girls, Heulwen from choir 

Village leaders Ian,Nick ,Helen, Bridget and the velvet voiced Linda rushed around with teapots and proper cups and saucers. 

Eve took mary over ( Jason in background)

Village leader Ian (centre)

Bethan from a Byron street on tea duty

The velvet voiced Linda ( standing) talking to Mrs Trellis 

Everyone stood for the Welsh and English National anthym ( well almost )

Terry Wogan Reads Janet And John The Church Organ

Enjoy !!!!

Another Bank Holiday

 

The street party in the village takes place tomorrow and already the bunting is in place. One of streets near the memorial hall will be closed and already one curmudgeon has voiced concerns about safety on social media ….apparently there is no “ Escape Route “ for people in case of emergency .

I commended wryly that I hadn’t noticed that we were suffering from a zombie invasion apocalypse so questioned why an escape route was needed.

Affable Despot Jason thought it was funny.

I’ve just seen him, his bunting is out and is in LGBTQ colours rather than the traditional red, white and blue

I slept in until well. After midday 

And drove to Marks & Spencer’s to top up with nice food.

I had coffee with my sister and brother in law and then my sister in law

And will stay the rest of the day at home.