As requested a video of the garden
Everything is incredibly dry
A Good Day
Sometimes you make your own good day
Other times it’s made for you.
Today has been a bit of both.
I got up early, and amongst jobs cut roses and honeysuckle and euphorbia from the garden and put them in a gaudy Welsh jug that was doing nothing.
Roger and I went for a sausage breakfast on Colwyn Bay Promenade then went to the hospice to retrieve my emails as he tottered around the staff, bumming treats.
At midday I met up with some of the hospice staff for lunch and a haircut and a gossip .
They are a nice bunch, and I could feel their good ( and very black) humour lift my psychi
This evening it’s two video calls with friends in Manchester and Sheffield
It’s been a perfect day
Quite lovely
Pottering
Im sat in the forcourt of a busy garage and shop in St Asaph waiting to meet with my counsellor and her hubby who have my final report documentation for university.
Im feeling a bit like an over the hill drug dealer but they dont, im sure, eat McDonald's porridge with a cardboard spoon when waiting to meet
Ive bought her a pretty yellow lilly as a thank you.
Today has a flower theme as im delivering flower show programmes with Randy Roger in tow. Mary is resting under the gentle eye of Trendy Carol's hubby, a man who will spoil her rotton.
Ive had a long chat with my boss at work yesterday and have we have agreed to a phased return starting next Friday. This means I will effectively work one shift and two study day shifts in three weeks, enough time to see how I feel and more space to review my options.
My supervisor reflected that its been an awful year for me so far, which I disagreed with. I do however think that it is a pivotal one where work and choices are concerned
This weekend will be useful to contemplate my options
Hormones and laburnum
My laburnum is so in flower it can be seen from space….
Well that’s a lie, but it can be seen from the lane window
Which pleases me.
Roger has been affected badly from Mary’s “ final” and sudden being in season…it has now necessitated Mary’s immediate relocation to Trendy Carol’s house. Roger has now humped three cushions , my stuffed chameleon , Mrs Trellis’s red felt lobster and has attempted to mount Weaver with disastrous results
Oh lord
Help us
Where Does the Time Go?
On Wednesday it was Nu’s birthday
My touchstone , my friend , my bestie
Seeing Julia Fordham singing at the Royal Opera House last night reminded me of my salad days with Nu
When 1990 revolved around being a student, The Ledmill, too much alcohol and laughing
Where does the time go?
Was the soundtrack of our friendship in an rapidly evolving Sheffield
Tomorrow she travels by train in Norway, what fun!
I see her , on average three times a year
And she’s as necessary to me as oxygen
Ballet to Broadway
The glorious An American in Paris ballet
Late home
My friend Wendy ( who is a warm , funny woman who laughs easily) invited me to a live showing of Christopher Wheeldon ‘s “ Ballet to Broadway “ from the Royal Opera House tonight
4 very separate dance pieces one set to the songs of Joni Mitchell ( sung by the glorious Julia Fordham )below
An unexpected gem
The Flower Show
I’m a judge short.
Meirion of the lovely garden on Maes Offa cannot judge the flower section this year, which is a blow.
I’m presently in negotiation with a local potter to be our arts judge and I’m going around to see Animal Helper Pat, who is a wonderful gardener to step in with the flowers.
It will get sorted.
Trendy Carol ( looking svelte in bright summer colours) has just passed and the village feels out and about in the warm sunny month that we’ve had. Affable despot Jason has taken over one of the allotments in Bonc Terrace, and someone new has bought Trefor’s old bungalow on the corner.
No one knows who the newbies are
Mission Impossible
My sisters, sister in law and brother in law and I went to see Mission Impossible Final Reckoning tonight
Apart from Tom Cruise’s T rex running arms ( which we copied every time he ran ) and an underused but hypnotic Paris ( the camera loving Pom klementieff below) and one set piece fight in an Arctic cabin the three hour finale was all a bit much. After we left , I felt a reenactment of the chase scenes was in order
And my sister loved it ( see her Facebook comment below)
I liked bits of it ...3 hours is too long my knees were killing me ...best bit was you driving like a mad man out of the car park
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