Going Gently

London Bound

Im looking forward to London.

I now have the energy for it .

Im meeting Nu around three, so will have an hour or two free to mooch around the Portrait Gallery or the river.

Its nice to be back

In all senses of the word

Sunday Off

I seldom have Sundays off.

Ive forgotten the routine.

After their walk, the Welsh had a treat.

We drove to McDonalds and they had a cheesy flatbread each and I had a bowl of porridge .

It’s all very rock n roll.

We walked around to see the work done on the village pond , and was encouraged to see green pond weed growing healthily in its centre

Spring is almost here.

I saw village leader Helen and arranged for me to meet with her hubby Ian on Wednesday in order to start planning the village Flower Show. It’s the 50th one this year and we want it to be bigger and better so I will be channelling my inner Linda Snell in order to make it so.

The village is warmed and cheerful in today’s sunshine . I saw Terry who gave me a lot of advice on dieting, so much so the Welsh dropped to the pavement and then Anne who kindly bought me a beach throw from Spain, after I had Facebook complimented her on one she had bartered for.

Mrs Trellis was out too ( sans bobble hat),

She was marching up towards The Gop, but there was no one else to see or greet as we turned for home

A Dusk Meeting

Dusk yesterday.

I knew the Lady by the field gate.

Not well, but we know each other’s name and houses and are friends on Facebook

She had been crying and was trying hard to hide it

I hadn’t noticed because Roger was pulling at his lead and only realised after she had brought it to my attention and was hurrying a little embarrassed.

She said something about a family member before moving on and I presumed her tears were tears of grief

Sometimes I think I see too much grief

Too much at work, certainly.

In my counselling I see loss in its many forms.

Loss of roles, loss of employment, of home, of loved ones and of relationships.

Losses of youth, of hope, of abilities to cope in life.

In my personal counselling with my old Irish sage,

I have explored my own grief reactions

And have realised all too well that it never really goes away

You just live with it more peaceably

Grief, is love which has no where to go

I used to be like Snow White , but I drifted

Musical Nostalgia is back in the cinema and Snow White ( looking rather like Audrey Tatou in Amelie) looks to be another hit for Disney. Rachel Zegler has a wonderfully pure voice for the role

A restful uneventful day here. I’m on one night shift ( a favour for a friend) then on two weeks holiday!!!!

Yayyyyyy