Soup

 This made me laugh , in a way I like; a big belly laugh which erupts,

Unstoppable.

I’m off for a few days now, and have just been figuring out what to do. I’m going to see Lee with Kate Winslett this afternoon and The Critic this evening. (With my sister) . I’ve also booked to see an Icelandic movie Touch tomorrow. Not many friends are around that the moment, Chic Eleanor has moved out of the village and is away, ( we’ve arranged coffee soon) and Dave ( aka Gorgeous Dave) has effectively ghosted me, which I’m sad about. I can understand the ghosting of acquaintance / friends , (we all go through phases of meeting new people who don’t quite fit into your psychi) but for a friend of ten years or so to suddenly vanish from the radar without some sort of narrative is a shame. 

I miss him. 

Bit and Bats

 Everything feels changed somewhat. 

I’m back in university with less academic essays to worry about but with an increased client number to deal with. We have a mental health component too which should be easier for me given I’m still registered as a psychiatric nurse.

And so Tuesdays continue with 8.30 to 2.30 in lectures followed by my personal counselling at 4pm and Choir at 6 pm. Thursdays I’m now seeing clients from 10 am and 4pm. Supervision is usually on alternate Wednesday mornings. My two hospice shifts work around all this where possible. 

Autumn term brings autumn with it and the villagers are planning the apple festival weekend . 

Soon it will be Christmas 

I’m tired just writing all this. 

Off to bed shortly , but I want to read yesterday’s 9/11 comments first.

Typically much more interesting than anything I could write .

Weaver is still with us, by the way . Just to let you know

9/11

 

Twenty three years ago, where were you? 

From early afternoon, I was sat on the arm of the sofa. 

Chris on the wicker chair,

We had started to fill a skip which sat in from of 59 Wynyard Road Sheffield. to watch the drama unfolding

The worst of world news

Today Kamala make short shrift of the lunatic clown

She looks every bit the disaster movie American President 

Good in a crisis with pearls.

I bought these for my friend Mike Kilner today

He’s always wanted his own lightsabre 

Cute or what?

I will leave you with my lisping choir singing Star Wars

It feels like autumn , the twins are desperate to sit in front of the fire but still haven’t  left the stars 

 

School

 Back in college today 

My last year of three.

There are 18 in my group. And no fallouts, which is unheard of.

All students have made it through academia too, and all are in placements practicing as counsellors around North Wales with support.

If you said that I’d be on a University Course at 62 a few years ago I’d tell you that you were an arsehole !

But I’m still here, plugging away at university jargon, software and protocols with the best of them .

 

Mrs Trellis Visits

 Mrs trellis came around this evening to see the twins, 

She brought them a homemade toy made from pheasant feathers and a ping pong ball.

I wasn’t expecting her and had Mary in the shower, washing out her ears with baby shampoo so

I didn’t have chance to close my bedroom door properly as I called out “ it’s such a mess”.I could tell immediately that she’d clocked the underpants pile on the floorboards waiting to be washed…but said nothing more than “Have you been busy recently?”

The twins came out quite bravely , especially as I had a very wet Mary in my arms and dog and kittens touched noses as Mrs Trellis smiled and  clapped her hands silently.

“Roger and Mary and Weaver and Bun” she observed 

“ Your home is full again”

“ But Bun is a daft name “ 

Bun

 What a horrid day. Wet and windy

Miserable .

There are no films showing that I want to see, and so I’ve watched season 6 of Bake Off  ( the one with the lovely Tamal and Paul and Nadia ) and snacked on squid rings and ice cream.

I’ve read some of Memoriam By Alice Winn, showered in a hot long shower and shaved and walked the dogs briefly inbetween the rain bursts.

I’ve played with kittens and dozed on the bed 

Weaver proves to be more assertive and friendly than  the shy Bun 

Yes I now have a name which suites more than Lilly and Beans

Bun suited better me thinks 

It’s the right name for sure .

Bun is shy and bouncy

The Archers tonight should be the fallout of George’s arrest

Mozart

 Watching Mozart at the Proms

And got the hots for the conductor Ricardo Minassi. 

I need a shag!

Lol

mooch

 I’m having a quiet day today.

Being single in your sixties often means others are busy at weekends

Family time, days out. Nights in with bottles of wine and a take out..

Weekends can be fun if your single friends are about 

Mine arnt this week

So it’s been quiet.

I’ve mooched today, Been to Jackson’s ( the village garden centre) and bought things that looked nice but which I didn’t need. 

I bought an ice cream and shared it with the Welsh in the car park overlooking Prestatyn before coming home to watch some gung ho film on talking pictures

The twins have found my mother’s table clothes still airing on the clothes horse in the bedroom window and have made two hammocks in the top of it, here they laze some of their day away watching the activity on the lane.

Tonight I’m listening to loose Ends on radio 4 as I read today’s real treat Empire Magazine