A Handbag!

 A woman in a polished BMW drove into my parking space at Tesco’s in Llandudno Junction at lunchtime. I was waiting patiently for the spot after a dreaded 3 hour fire lecture at work 

And was hoping for a quick get in /get out scenario. 

She was wearing sun glasses too, 

On an overcast day! 

My dander was up

She waved gayly, shrieking insincerity 

That was until I yelled 

“Cheap Outfit !!! ( I couldn’t see her shoes ) 

And as she spun around to argue , I batted in my next insult of “ Goes with yer handbag !” With  gay abandon

Okok I was on thin ice as I was dressed in my useful and terribly over used blue Christmas Jumper, but I thought I’d take the chance

The handbag shot was an aside…but I could tell that it had hit home

as she scrabbled to see which one she had picked up

I will leave you with the adorable lisping choir

Santa is Knackered

 This is Dave Smith at the Trelawnyd Christmas Fair yesterday, he’s a good egg and always up to play Santa every year . It was obviously hard work as he dropped off halfway through the festivities, one I missed again by being on nights.

Lunch on nights

Night staff, we had out own Christmas Lunch and bloody lovely it was too 
 

The Holy Frijoles

On nights tonight, and as three staff are covering all of the others on the ward Christmas do we are having a shared Christmas meal Takaway in our break.

My Holy Frijoles nativity arrived yesterday which is useless but great fun.

There are nine figures, the same as my own family of stone people I made in pottery

I will leave you with this festive piece of Wicked

 

Gifts

 I’ve taken the day off from acting as counsellor today to regroup, recharge and re boot my Christmas December Jobs. 

The kitchen tops are filled with village gifts, wrapping paper and the like. Novelty tinned biscuits for Sailor John and Many ,a put together hamper for Trendy Carol and her hubby, a small something for Animal helper Pat, Christmas Decorations for the Randa girls ( Randa almost women!) bulb flowers for the velvet voiced Linda .

It’s nice to have ticked the box

Ive posted my Christmas cards too ! ( Bloody thirty pounds of postage! ….I swore in the post office) 

The kittens are in the living room watching reruns of The Walking Dead

The zombies seem to fascinate them

Soon I will be hanging the cards that came today. 

Counselling Day

 My personal counsellor is an eighty year old Irish Woman. She dresses in mountains of shawls, all pinned together at her shoulder by a large Scottish broach. She has dyed black hair which suits her and she uses her direct, compassionate stare to lethal effect when she needs to.

We meet regularly in a little market town in rural North Wales

For weeks she has walked beside me as I’ve analysed patterns of behaviour and emotion and has sat there all accepting  and empathetic when I’ve shared things no one else will ever know, or ever know on this earth.

To me she is a kind of Yoda crossed by Guinan and Ordinary People’s Dr Berger 

A quiet soul who has seen it all.

This was our last consultation until January and darkness had already fallen as we sat there .

After we ended today she held out a thin arm and we shook hands, her grip surprisingly strong

“ Happy Christmas” she said with feeling 

Her spectacles shining in the lights of her period Christmas tree, 

Which Sat cheerfully in the corner of her consulting room .

Angélique kidjo Jerusalema Notre Dame de Paris

This broke my heart just a little 

Ponies

 The ponies from the riding stables had broken out into Rhodfa Arthur just after dark tonight and an array of residents and riders blocked their escape onto the main road  by marshalling drivers to park their cars over the T junction .

The three ponies were spooked and unpredictable but eventually were herded rather spookily down the lane , past my cottage to their field past Trendy Carol’s house.

Good humour and relief was much evident in the air.

I love moments like these where people join together without thinking 

We need more of them