Most Haunted

 My friend Ruth needed some frivolity so I bought us some tickets to a stage show of the tv “ reality” show Most Haunted .

It was dreadful and we walked out at half time. The show is a sort-of-serious ghost hunt with a cheerful and not untalented ex Blue Peter presenter Yvette Fielding  at the helm, unfortunately, Fielding’s husband and co presenter took the whole evening down a few notches to the level of a group of workmen swearing in the corner of Wetherspoons and although I like a good swear with the best of them, it was all too basic and cheap theatre for my liking .

Not My Doing

 Villager Leader Ian has requested that

The 2024 Flower and Produce Show 

reintroduces the 

International Novelty Vegetable /fruit Class

All you have to do is photograph your

Novelty veg/fruit and send the photo to me along side your address to

jgsheffield@hotmail.com

All entries need to be in by August 20th

There will be prizes for first and second place

Les Choristes - Vois sur ton Chemin (Scene)

One of the most beautiful of all French films …the lad with the glasses always reminds me of my nephew leo, who is visiting in July 

What To Wear?

 I met my supervisor this morning. 

I liked her.

I banged on for an hour about me, until she finally said she felt as though she could work with me

“You have a warmth about you” she observed, a positive I gratefully accepted without question and we laughed when I showed off my diary, which I think makes me look like the mini counsellor I am.

From there I bought some new “. Counsellor” clothes for my start next week. A plain brown knitted top and green cargo pants. Not scruffy enough to look new age but not too smart to make me feel uncomfortable .

I bought cheap petunias for the pots outside on the way home and chatted to villagers as they passed as I filled the patio plantpots with cheap colour

End of Term

My group today ( in part)

 Last day in University today. 

It was nice that all of us are through with no drop outs. 

We start again September 10th and all have summer placements as trainee counsellors.

Tomorrow I meet my supervisor in the morning, then village leader Ian in the afternoon to sort out this year’s Flower Show. 

I think I’m off to the cinema at teatime too

I would like this photo of villager Jenny with her prize winning jam from last years show to be on the front of this year’s schedule 

What do you think?

Montana Archers

 Four 12 hour shifts back to back was a bit much 

Tonight I shared a tuna filled jacket potato with Mary sat at the kitchen table and fell asleep holding my fork.

When I flickered my eyes open the potato had gone 

So had Mary 

I’m typing this in the garden with a gin and tonic 

It’s not a sunny dusk

In fact today it’s a chilly one

But the Montana arch looks mighty fine

Speaking of Archers, it’s all go in Ambridge

George crashed drunk Alice’s car into Mick’s car sending, Mick, Joy and Fallon into the river Am

Denise and Alistair ( who are on a dirty evening out)  comes to the rescue but it’s close thing

George puts a comatose Alice into the driving seat 

Bloody hell, I need another gin

Sun On My Face

 

I was slightly annoyed around five. 

I had missed the sunny day ….asleep.

It couldn’t have been helped.

I chatted to Mandy and John from next door and sat out on the patio with my face to the sun, a coffee mug in hand.

It was glorious.

To close your eyes and only to see pink and orange on the back of your eyelids.

And warmth on your face

It was Blissful. 

The pink in my eyes reflected the pinks flowering in one of the untidy planters and the warm sun brightened my mood as the coffee did it’s job

I was reminded of an evening a decade or so ago when the ghost hens took centre stage on the field


“ .It was approaching dusk on a summer's evening and the rest of the field was in constant motion.
The other hens were mooching homewards to roost, the geese were bickering over a patch of grass like they do and the hysterical runner ducks were being , well, just hysterical.
Only the Ghost hens remained still. Sitting in the evening sun until their white plumage tinged pink..........
with their fat bottoms planted into the grass like old ladies arses on comfy armchairs.

Their faces were held very high as they enjoyed the last bit of sunshine of the day.”

What Day Is it?

 I’m working until Monday morning, overtime money which will come in handy.

And. I’ve just got up with a mug of coffee 

I will leave for work early as I need to buy a birthday gift for the support worker on duty tonight and I will pop in a card thanking her for returning Roger yesterday.

I will leave you with this video

A simple geeky night out for many 

But it kind of moved me greatly