BROKEN HEART BY FIONA CUMMINGS

BROKEN HEART

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

For my dear friend

These words to you I send

I want your smile to be real and not pretend

I wish I could remove your pain

And hear your laughter again

Now looking out through your window is dull

Your cup is half empty

Rather than half full

Before you had plenty

And your heart was happy

Now you feel broken

For your tears have spoken

Your words are choking

And for this, I’m so sorry

If I could help, I would in a hurry

These are words to keep you aboard

As this ship needs you

To lose you we can’t afford

For you is our leader, our captain

And we look to you, for your knowledge flowing from the fountain

Today, this week

You have dark words to speek

But next month or year

You don’t know what you will have to share

I’m sure great news

Fantastic views

You will look back at this time

And know it’s a crime

To allow the suffering to commit

For in time your life will just fit

It will be so right again

And you will know that all this pain

Has been for a reason

Just like the season

You have to change

And your future will sort itself out and arrange

A full life for you again a reason to gain

Friendships and love

Far from your tear stain

Hang in there my friend

Until the end

As it’s your life now to live

And others will give

If only you let them and get out and about

Look back at the rain and shout

Summer days will return

Once again you will learn

That sadly life is at times cruel

But like at school

We take the tests

Exhaust ourselves there’s no rest

Until you find the best

And you will

Again someone will thrill

Your heart will dance

There will be another chance

Sending love your way

For you to  wake up on your new day

 

To a friend sent with love. Remember,

The greatest discovery of all time is that a person can change his future by merely changing his attitude.

Oprah Winfrey

Should we look backwards, to stay where we are, or look forward to have a future.

 Fiona Cummings

 

Broken hearts can now days, be  fixed.

Fiona Cummings

NEWS VIEWS AND TODAY'S DIARY

  Good day Bloggets.

What a blooming day? My Son left for college/math today on his bike. He rode the five and a half miles to get there and had just over half a mile to go. His bike tire burst. He had two choices, one, walk with his broken bike to college and have to be late and leave early as he has a maths tutor today at home. Or two, come home and that is what he chose. He took an hour and a half to walk home. Well, he missed college, free, but was on time for his paid lesson. It’s his first today, let’s see how it goes. Oh I am so cross. That dam bike has been more bother than any other bike he could have bought or already owned. But it was bought with his own money and I would rather he bought things for himself than another!

So this lady who is teaching him? He asked was she young, I told him she was a six foot leggy blonde…  Aged twenty one and was a lovely girl…

Let’s see how he get’s on? Wait till he see’s her?

 

Since our bird has had his new water bottle, he is so well, happy and sings all day.

 

I got some lovely flowers from my friends the other day and they are still looking fresh and beautiful. I love flowers, since I lost my sight, they have changed their meaning, but I have learned to love them again, for so many years I didn’t bother with them. But now I do again.

 

My Husband is in interviews again all day today. Gosh, really, he has totally replaced his team and those who were there before, have either left or changed jobs. He hasn’t been there six months yet and already so different. Will he be there next year? Not sure!

 

It’s sunny here today, a lovely day. So warm, talking of warm, I spent forever today on our phone to our Utility provider for gas and electric. OMG. Really, why does it take forty minutes, to tell them you want to stay with them but go onto another scheme?

 

You save £12 per year if you go paperless. Very nice, if their website is accessible? But it’s not. So I kind of had a few words to say about that, OK, it’s only £12 per year, but we would like that in our pockets rather than theirs? So not my fault that their website is not accessible, so why should we be punished by paying more? Anyway, they have credited us with the £12 on our next bill. I can’t believe how deer gas and electric is now, water too as we live on an island!

 

I do think we have the best water in the world though, but think it should be owned by England, not other countries.

 

So all the bother in China? More power to the people, that’s what I think. They have every right and by the sounds of the news over there, I wouldn’t like to argue with them.

 

Other news

London lost half its wildlife over the past four decades, according to the most apprehensive study on animal populations to date, a far larger decline than has been previously reported.

Gosh, that’s awful, isn’t it? We bring animals from other countries, where they belong, put them into our zoo’s and loss our own animals. Hmm. OK.

 

Russia stopped gas flow to Kiev because of their debts. This week will tell if they will drop the ban. In the winter, I hope so?

 

Celebrities lately have asked for protection for posting nude pictures? Should they get it? I don’t think so, if they are disgusting enough to do such an act, well, tough. Spend the money on protecting innocent children from the nasties of the web please?

 

A man from Leeds UK, has been raped it is believed, in the famous Oktoberfest beer festival in Munich. The Brit shamefully was urinating in a bush, when the incident occurred. I’m sure there are toilets there? Why a bush? Of course not to mention the disgraceful act that also happened. Poor man.

 

Our PM, David Cameron, promises 7 day a week GP access, by 2020. Well, it would be a good idea if he started with one day a week? I have to always book three weeks in advance.

 

OK, tomorrow, going out with my friend Geordie. Can’t wait to see her. Love her. She and I laugh so much. Oh, and lost two lbs this week in weight thank God. Just another 102 to go. Haha. With love Fifi Blogget

 

 

A TEST PAPER FOR RP CURE/TREATMENT?

Good day Bloggets. A late one today. Had coffee with my neighbour today. She brought me some news I can’t publish yet, as have to wait for a few days, but it’s a shame and I will tell you next week. We had a catch up and the time flew as it always does with her. She is coming to see the tribute group of Take that on Friday with us, so that will be interesting… It’s all of Hubs colleagues too.

 

This morning early the doorbell went and it was a delivery for Hubs gift for his birthday from our friends. The old man will be 46. Let’s see if his Dad and brothers bother to remember this year? Mind you, Teen has just sent one of my brothers in laws a text to remind him? I died with shame. I said to teen you can’t do that? Teen’s answer, well he was upset last year that his family didn’t bother, so this year they will remember, won’t they?

OMG. My boy is not subtle.

 

I haven’t got a card for Hub yet, in fact have nothing but gifts, normally I do a party tea, and we get my Mums best china out that she gave me about seven years before she died, along with my Nana’s tea set. Bless her. It is so fragile; I am scared to use it, but three times a year for our birthdays it comes out. Then my family in spirit are there with us. If only in real life.

 

My Mum would have loved my Husband, though Hub says she wouldn’t because he is blind, yes he is, but he makes me laugh, he is there when I cry. He holds my hand when I am afraid and he is the sweetest kindest person I have ever known. He is so intelligent and I love to talk with him, something I could never do with my ex.  In fact, none of the above relate to my ex. The only thing that relates to my ex is my Son and for that I am grateful. Not in how he has turned out or any of his attributes, as he is nothing like his father, but to make him I am grateful.

 

Not sure for Hubs birthday if we will be going out for a meal or anything really, a break for a couple of nights would be lovely the two of us, but again, don’t think that will be happening this year. I will tell you what I bought him after he has opened his gifts.

 

Teen been to the gym today and again emptied the dish washer this is great. Now doing some maths. Oh tomorrow he has his maths results for a test. He has his exam in November. God, I hope he passes this year? If not, well, he will just have to except he will have to have his own business or work in grocery shops all his life and the person he will marry he thinks, won’t want that for sure… Next year he is talking about going abroad for a year. Well, he will go with someone, unless she has other plans of course then he won’t be travelling, but by then I expect he will be married or planning it.

 

He is keeping up the tradition of early marriage, like I did and my brother. We were both teenage weds.

 

Funny thing happened today. I was looking for a tin in my cupboard to put into the mince for tea. I wanted beans may be butter or kidney. Thinking oh heck, I hate this? Shaking the tins and then I got really cross, as there was a tin without a label. Obviously the label had come off? Why was I annoyed? Label or no label, the tins are all anonymous to me… I had a blonde moment but smiled to think a missing label would bother me. Gosh, to be able to see writing or pictures on food labels again would be so amazing. Like a dream. I was talking to my friend the other day that also has RP. She said she would be afraid to see again. Gosh, afraid to see? Oh wow, OK, I don’t get that. My Husband says he would be really scared to see, but he never has seen, my friend has. She has grandchildren too, so to see their faces, surely she would want to? She said she would be critical of everything, like the carpet she picked. I said well change it? Haha. Really, I wonder if there should be a test paper before a cure or treatment would be given. As the cost will be so high and to waste it on someone who doesn’t want it or would appreciate it? It’s OK for her as she has a helpful daughter and a great Sister who both can see. Also her daughter in law can see and her brother. She has transport to work and sighted help when she gets there also her daughter drives. For those who don’t have help from family members or a driver from A to, bring it on please?

 

OK have to make tea now and then some phone calls to make. Oh God. Then a paper to write for someone. Then a great drama on the TV tonight. Love the autumn for TV. It’s the best time. This autumn has been the driest on record in the UK. It’s even hot.

 

Later gators. X

TOP TEN STATS FOR THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER

The top ten stats for the month of September 2014 are as follows

United Kingdom	28916
United States	15384
Ukraine	2335
Russia	1966
Germany	1430
Mexico	635
Japan	596
France	368
Canada	314
China	142

 

 

And today we have heard from not only the UK and US, but Poland, Taiwan, India, France, Spain, Canada, Germany, Switzerland and Sri Lanka!

Thank you once again dearest Bloggets. X

SATURDAYS DIARY

Good day Bloggets. Today is so gloomy, but not really cold, just damp that makes your bones feel chilly. Our bird is singing bless him, he’s Irish you know? ()() Teen bought him a water bottle yesterday, thankfully this one works.

Our friends came yesterday for the day Trix and Hanz. We had a lovely day and a meal. Louis was on top form. Oh it was so funny, bless him, he brought us some fruit from China! When Louie brings us things we haven’t eaten before, we are rather cautious, but the fruit was nice. a little like sticky apricot. Then came the Chinese sweets. Oh, heck. Em, well, let’s just say one went rather quiet for a while… Mainly because I couldn’t part the inside of my mouth. Haha.

 

Oh they were awful. OMG, but not as awful as the custard tarts I bought for our friends, ugh, they were gross.

 

Teen had a day with his friend and the gym and today is sleeping in for once; he doesn’t get much chance to lie in these days, what with college and his social life.

 

Hub has cold again. He has had loads since he started working in the hot office full time. He used to pick up on all sorts when he travelled, but colds? Crazy. He is listening to the golf on the radio now, yawn, double yawn. Really, I remember when golf audiences were rather refined, not now, they sound like a load of drunks at a football match.

 

Not sure what today has in stall, but my washing machine is on… Just had a vegetarian bacon sandwich for breakfast. I love them, but they leave the kitchen really not smelling good. Kind of smoky. I guess it’s all the flavouring in to try to replica the real bacon.

 

Hub and I are going through to see our friends back in my home town soon. I really am looking forward to that. I haven’t seen them since we moved, well, not all of them. Two of them have been here and we have been to theirs, but the rest of them, we haven’t seen for two years. So we are meeting at our friend’s house, and he has asked us to sleep overnight, but not sure yet what we are doing.  Sounds like there are going to be loads of us though.

 

You know my friend in hospital with his heart operation? Well, he is home now after almost three weeks. Sounds like he has lost a part of his mind, think that is his tablets/pain killers, I hope? He is sending really odd texts. Bless him. Let’s hope it’s not anything else?

 

OK, my dogs are driving me crazy now with their toys, I can’t hear my software. Tomorrow I will publish the stats for this month, they have changed somewhat. Until later, something to think about?

 

A man is great through deeds, not through birth

Chanakya

HOW MANY CHILDREN?

Hi Bloggets, a quick blog. I went to our shop today. Yawn I know, but I enjoyed it. My girl Waggatail worked so very well. She was perfect, the best she has ever done. This means, we passed no people, no animals or anything that could distract her, then she works well.  We are home now and she has all her toys out. Oh the noise? And what on earth possessed her to even think for a doggy second, that I may want her messy toys on my knee? She has a ball that  talks. It’s so cute. It says

“Neh neh, neh neh neh

Come and get me?

Ah, I got caught”

It also laughs. It’s so funny.

 

I still have my headache. Remember when I hit the same spot three times in a few days? Oh it really really hurts, also my eyes the right mainly has been killing today. As for that blur on my left eye? Well, I am very concerned about it, as I really have no faith in those Doctors. What can I do though; I have seen a GP, a few times, two different eye Doctors at our local horrible hospital and a specialist at the big eye hospital. So now? Anyway, it feels like there is something in it all the time and it’s nipping now. Any ideas? The specialist says it’s my RP. Hmm. Not sure.

 

Tomorrow our friends are coming so that will be lovely. Not sure what teen is doing, I guess he doesn’t know yet either, its normally last minute find out for him. As for his job interview? We won’t know for at least a week. If he hears in a week, means he hasn’t’ been successful. If he doesn’t hear in a week, means he has it… They have to do checks. I don’t know if he will get this one as loads have applied and because its customer care, I would have thought they would want someone older, though he sounds so mature when he talks. So we will see. Thing is, its miles away and winter coming up. His interview was an hour and a half. To work in a grocery shop? There is six hundred staff it’s a huge place.

 

OK, towels to put in the drier and tea to cook. So will dash for now. Before I go a joke or two. X

Three men were at a bar discussing coincidences. The first man said, "My wife was reading A Tale of Two Cities and she gave birth to twins." "That’s funny," the second man remarked, "My wife was reading The Three Musketeers and she gave birth to triplets." The third man shouted, "Oh my, I have to rush home!" When asked what the problem was, he exclaimed, "When I left the house, my wife was reading Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves!"

 

Did you hear about the Italian chef that died? He pasta way.

We cannoli do so much. His legacy will become a pizza history.

 

OK, they are bad… Sorry. Xxx

THESE NIGHTS OF AUTUMN BY FIONA CUMMINGS

THESE NIGHTS OF AUTUMN

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

 

It’s getting cold, the nights are closing in

No standing talking to neighbours now, we say hi, and hurry in

Gathering the coal and a chopped up log

Lighting amber flames as the chimney spews fog

A candle I shall light

To make cosy this autumn night

An extra blanket on the bed

Oh bitter cold I do dread

Fingers frosty and face so red

Outcome the warm knits

For our hands toasty mits

Navy skies and silver stars

Slushing tires from the cars

Falling leaves

Rain copper colours

A gentle breaze

Makes bare the flowers

It’s dry though no springtime showers

People pass my window looking so solemn

Though we can have a beautiful autumn

To gather a cluster of colourful   leaves

 And conkers from the trees

A dish or, vase full on your window

Next to your candle, a glow

How pretty that will look to passers by

And to their chilled faces perhaps a smile

So happy autumn from me to you

Just enjoy what’s in front of you

And we shall wait for another season

From snow and fir trees to beautiful blossom

As all the seasons will never be forgotten

Stay safe keep warm on these nights of autumn

 

MY LOTTO HOME AND A RIGHT HOOT

OK, if I win the Lotto this week, after I have seen my friends who need help alright, and clear debts, this will be my house yes please? It is set in a beautiful village, with pubs, shops and two churches as well as stunning

Floral views.

 

5 bedroom detached house for sale

£849,500

 

THE SETTING

Manor House Gardens is a beautiful leafy setting. Building has now commenced for Tall Trees, a luxurious five bedroom detached property standing in approximately a third of an acre or thereabouts in the grounds of the original Manor House. This property is surrounded by mature landscaping, affording great privacy and beautiful, green garden space.

THE SPECIFICATION

Externals
• A gated entry with CCTV and intercom
• A traditional brick/block structure with coloured synthetic render.
• Spanish slate or clay tiled roofs
• Timber windows and doors to an exceptional standard
• Oak porch to the front of Tall Trees
• Garages with remote controlled door, water supply and electrical power.
• Landscape gardens
• Block paved driveway
• External lighting front and rear.
• Patio terrace areas and pathways connecting the front and rear entrances, a choice of Indian stone paving or decking.

Internally
• An audio system (NUVO, Granconcerto or Systemline 7) piped throughout the property with concealed speakers in the main ground floor rooms and bedrooms and wall mounted controls where appropriate.
• Hardwood flooring to the reception hallway and main reception rooms
• Large bifold doors to the sitting room and breakfast area
• Hardwood internal doors to the ground floor and 4/6 panelled doors to the first floor bedrooms and bathrooms.
• Configurable Lighting System
• Walk in wardrobes to the master bedroom
• A choice of colour finish for the walls and skirting boards from the builders specified range
• Sky Plus multi cabling installed

HEATING

• Gas fired central heating with Inefficiency and boiler mate thermal store.
• Underfloor heating (wet) to the ground floor and first floors with a stats/programmer in each room.
• Log burning stove to the sitting room. (Customer to select the design from the builders specified range)
• Log store to be constructed in the rear garden.

Oh does that sound lovely?

 

My day so far… Teen has his interview today. I am really cross as he is so keen to do his work to his best ability this year at college and doesn’t have his circus this year to perform for, so is doing so well and getting distinctions for all his work so far. We have got him a tutor for his maths, so he will for sure pass his exam in November, if he gets this job, she will have to be cancelled, as it will be a day he is expected to work when she can come. He wants to work to pay for things he can’t afford. He doesn’t understand, he, will never be able to afford what he wants to buy. He is totally excited about the interview. As I said yesterday, at least he will meet other people out there. This is a good thing. As for his Maths? Jam today that’s my Son.

 

Oh the dog barked LC, not Wagga, she never barks, she is so funny, she get’s so excited and bounces to the front door, but no sound at all comes from her mouth, LC on the other hand, no one would break in with her mouth. Anyway, I am waiting for dog food. They always leave the food outside in very odd places. Never put a card through the door. So I was ready for him. I heard his van, so I could open the front door and stand there with that expression on my face; you know the expression you always kind of regret? Haha. One where you have that gormless look and you find yourself stuck in that motion.

Well, I was smiling, I can’t help but smile, as it’s my face. Anyway, was it him? Was it for someone else’s house? Was I going to have to turn my smile upside down and close the front door, looking a total numpty? No, he was for me.

 

He said nothing, just stood at my door, again, I heard a Russell so he had something, I asked him to put it in my porch as it’s so heavy. Well, thank God it was my parcel/dog food, and not a letter? Hahahaha Imagine?

“Oh great, I have been waiting for that, it’s so heavy, please put it down there on the floor?””

Postman

“Sorry love? It’s a letter!!!”

Anyway he left it in my porch and panted like a Corgi in heat! Then asked

“What is it?” Now I should have said mind your own piggin business, but I didn’t and stupidly told him. How nosey though?

Oh and he stunk of body Oder. Then he didn’t even say bye bye so I closed the door, only to hear him ask

Aren’t you going to sign for it?”

I guess I should have still smelt him, but I was trying not to inhale, as really, a gas mask was required.

I felt like saying

“No I’m not signing for it

Don’t you know I’m Fifi Blogget?

Haven’t you read the Blindie blues?

And seen in my blogs how I fear odd shoes?

Hahahahhehehehee

Anyway, off he went

To stink somewhere else.

 

 Well, Hub home late tonight and I can’t wait to see him. It’s like he has been away ages, oh remember the day’s nightmares when he went away for two weeks? That was no life. OK double the pay, but what good is money if we never are together?

OK off to work now. Later gators x

INNOCENT EYES BY FIONA CUMMINGS

INNOCENT EYES

BY FIONA CUMMINGS

Innocent eyes

Full of surprise

Alert ears

Who knows no fears?

An open heart

That hasn’t been taught

The feelings of hate

What will be for this baby’s fate?

She looks all around

 From the hanging mobiles

 To the ground

From her small bed

A tiny chair

Painted red

With a rag doll on it

Eyes of green and a face so fair

A cushion of velvet chocolate

Lays on the floor

Sitting on top is a teddy bear

With ebony eyes and honeycomb hair

Dangling from the door

Are Bill and Charlie the clowns

And on each post, of baby’s place of slumber

Wrests four crowns

There is huge foam, numbers

In bright yellow on the walls

And in the corner is a play pen full of balls

And baby isn’t certain

Of the gingerbread men on her curtains

She has book shelves in pine

And on top is a clock ticking time

And a small robe full of frills

With rose patterns and daffodils

All colours of pinks greens and blues

Stacked are tiny shoes

A china cat

Wearing a straw like hat

Lights up the room

It’s holding a balloon

And that is the glow

And on the window

Flakes of snow

This has never been seen

By the baby so keen

To explore everything in sight

Whether it’s wrong or it’s right

She tries to climb out of her bed

As she’s hungry needs to be fed

But the rails get in the way

She  starts to play

With the musical box

And the beanie fox

Left on her bed by her Mum

Who hoped her daughter would have fun

When she awakes

As the dawn breaks

For a new day a head

To be lifted from her bed

And see a new life

As she is innocent

All sugar and spice

If only she could stay there

Wouldn’t that be nice?

HALF PRICE BRAINS

So I went to the shop today. How sad is this? So I had an excuse to go to our very boring shop again on Friday, I only bought one loaf of bread, though they had an offer on two for so much… Is that sad, or brave? Or pathetic. So my other friends, who can’t see, go to town, shop for everything, on trains metro’s busses and visit pubs. Me? Our local shop for bread…

 

Never mind, we got there OK, no mistakes, around the shop alright too spoke to the manager who is so lovely and got to the till where there was a new lad on… Let’s just say brains must have been on offer today there, as he gave his away.

 

OMG, he tried to joke to the person in front of me. He was so very unfunny though? Saying the most ridiculous things to him. Well, when it came to me, he didn’t know how to handle me. Haha haha. I can tell you, I take some handling.

 

I had the audacity to ask for cash back. From being over the top loud and bolshie to the person in front of me to being absolutely terrified when it came to a real live blind person. What was going on in his mind?

“Heck, will she understand me?

How will I communicate with her?

She asked for cash back? Wow, do blind people spend cash?   Oh, heckers, she has a card? Plastic? How will I tell her to put it in the machine?

Oh my God, she did it without me asking her? Perhaps I don’t need to say anything to her. Great, few!”

And I tell you Bloggets, he didn’t say a word. Not put your pin in, how much it was, answering me for cash back? Have a nice day nothing, nout, zilch! From one extreme to another, so of course I couldn’t help myself but to say to the girl who kindly helped me around the shop to find what I wanted.

“He must have exhausted his tongue with the last customer!”

Hehehe hehehe. She did laugh.

 

Walking along just in time to avoid the monkeys at the zoo, as it was almost time to go to their houses for their teas of bananas and the little darlings to swing from their Mummy’s banisters.

And a voice very enthusiastic to talk to me shouted

“Hi, haven’t seen you for ages, how are you? How’s the family?”

Well there was no answer so I answered as obviously they were talking to me?

“Hey there, good to see you again… We are OK, and you?

Well, I am very polite… Then there was silence

And she continued

A little in shock some may say. “Em. I will call you back later my mobile is breaking up!!!

Hehehe, heck she wasn’t’ talking to me at all but on her phone… Oh what a pleb I am.

 

Thing is, years ago I would have died, now I will just dine out on it for a while… I tell you too, not the first time I have spoken to someone on a mobile… Many years ago I did the same.. Teen was with me he was about seven. He said the man looked scared. Hehehe.

 

Teen came in from the gym after he slept for a few hours after college. He showered made me some tea too. Gosh? He emptied the dish washer and even got the vacuum out… Wow. Impressed for sure.

 

Then he received a call from a shop for a job interview tomorrow. So he is happy. He was going to sell his watch. He loves that too, all to buy a gift for those who don’t deserve anything at all. But his money, his watch. So if he gets a job, he will meet some new people, this is good. I just hope he continues to study, not for my sake but for his. The job is miles away too. One good thing, he will be busy on weekends, just like his other friends who work…

 

He has some lovely friends, normal people and was out with one of them tonight.

 

Hub not back at hotel yet and it’s half ten at night. He phoned me before asking me to call him back. He is staying in a nice hotel and was going out there are 35 of them. He was going to a pub for a meal. I hope he enjoys it? He said he would phone when he got back, not sure what time that will be.

 

 

Oh I have done something today I haven’t done in months. Bought myself something on line. It’s a multi coloured cardigan. Well, I blooming hope it is? It was less than half price and sounds lovely. I got Hub his two pairs of trousers for work. God knows what they look like and if they will fit? If they don’t we will have to just keep them as can’t get to a shop to swap them. I flipping hate being blind. We wear what we can find. And if the descriptions are poor and in most cases they are, we end up with horrible things.

 

I bought my Aunt and friend the same gift too for Christmas. No, I don’t mean they are sharing the same gift, but one each.

 

They are burgundy scarfs with a fox on them. Well, my aunt loves foxes, and she used to make me laugh as she used to feed a wild fox. She would go to our shop Asda, and buy what they call “Woops sausages” Basically sausages with a sell by date about to expire. She would take her woops, haha. To the road where Mr. Fox used to wait for her. She used to say he waited even with his bib on. A bib is what you tie around a baby’s neck to stop them from making a mess…

You know the white part on a fox’s chest? Well, my mad aunt used to say that was his bib. Hehehe. God love her.

But she used to go the same time every night and he would be there. My friend just loves animals. They both wear scarfs so hey ho! Or Ho Ho, as they are gifts for Christmas.

I know I’m too early for that but because I can’t do Christmas shopping like normal people; I see things and just buy them months before Christmas.

So when do I tell Hub? As it’s money we don’t have spare, but he has been saying for months he needs trousers for work and if I buy a couple of gifts leading up to Christmas, there won’t be a huge bill all at once. Right? As for my cardigan? Em, well, that may be one I have had a while… hehehe.

 

OK, the dogs have all been out, I still miss letting my darling BB in and out. I miss her breathing; the other dogs are so quiet. It’s been three weeks since she died and it still hurts like crazy. So my house is all locked up and the navy nights are still. So until tomorrow, though I am tired, not going to bed yet. I hate going to bed alone. Just glad teen is in the house. Until tomorrow with love. Before I go a quote.

One of the greatest diseases, is to be nobody to anybody

Mother Teresa

And Bloggets, you are all somebody to me!

AN ELECTRICIAN FULL OF GAS

Hi Bloggets. Hub off for a couple of days now. Off to a sighted environment for sure. Sadly for him and LC, she has been left behind again. He’s working where it’s not suitable for a guide dog, too much going on and Hub didn’t want to be stressed about her. Well, she had the face on until half an hour ago, Hub text to let me know he has done the two and a half hour train journey and had arrived at his conference. He has a speech to deliver and then after other talks there are activities to do… He has been told there will be slide shows. This should be interesting for him? Not! Also posters to follow. Great for a blind person right? Haha. I’m sure he will be fine, though he was rather anxious. He is so brave it’s a difficult world out there, but I know he will be the diamond and sparkle with his words of wisdom!

 

The alarm went off at six. It was cold had been raining and the birds were still in bed. He is staying overnight until very late tomorrow. I must say, this job has a lot more overnights than we both hoped for.

 

Teen at college. Guess what? He got his photographs at last yesterday, so let’s see if he comes home with his pass? He has taken the cheque. You would think we were doing it for us? No thank you’s for the £200 cheques, in fact complained that he had to take it… Well, he wished he had a bus pass last night as he came back from a person he was visiting on his bike, it was pouring with rain. The person he visited though was nice and dry. Had a car too outside her place, but he came back on his bike, I guess so he had it for today?

 

Oh my Aunt phoned today, she is coming to see us… When?

 At Christmas… Haha. Plenty of warning. She said

“Just wondering when you will all be around, so I can see you all?”

Me

Not till the 22^nd of December!”

Aunt

“Oh, I will have to come the week before. So what day will be best?”

Me,

Well, I think Hub will take the Friday off?

Aunt

OK, I will come on the Tuesday. Hehehe. Bless her. So Christmas in our town with my aunt. A blog or what? Should be fun for sure and a few red faces. It will be a nice atmosphere.

 

Today I was to take Wagga for a free run with my friend, rained all night so the field is soaked right through. Such a shame. Poor Wagga.

 

My friend Vivi, who has her Husband in hospital, had a bad fall last night as she walked her dog. She is in one heck of a mood today talking about giving her dog up. I will be surprised if she does as she is so attached to her lovely dog.  Looks like her Hub will be out of hospital on Friday. Gosh, I will be surprised if he is as he still hasn’t put a foot out of bed.

 

I think she is not encouraging his Return to his home? Really in love they are not. They are like a comedy scene.

I must send a message to my friend Flexi too, not heard from her for ages; she has her new business of Yoga classes. Oh I would love to do Yoga, but as I have said before, I can hardly put my leg in a London cab, let alone around me blooming neck!!!

 

Should we have a Blogget Yoga class do you think? Haha. Pictures with audio description.

 

 

 Oh must go now to see about our blooming gas supplier. Gosh Fifi Blogget knows how to live it up? What a life? Our contract is up for renewal. I am left to sort it out. I haven’t got a clue what the Braille says they sent, mind you, Hub is a Braille expert and neither does he? He says they make it difficult to understand on purpose.

 

OK, since I started to write this, Teen home, now in bed. I asked him to take one of the dogs out, answer? you guessed it.

He also “Forgot to get his bus pass!” I am so close to ripping the second cheque up and telling him the offer of the money is over. He can pay himself. He is applying for jobs; well the money that would normally be spent on others can go on his bus tickets. £20 per week will eat it up. Really.

 

I also have been on the phone to our energy supplier. Oh my God, they are awful. It was 40p per minute; I was on fifteen minutes, most waiting. And guess what? Still not sorted. I had to be put through to another apartment and they have a queue for fifteen minutes, another fifteen minutes, so that is £12 to buy their gas and electric.

 

I feel like going with another company. I really do. In fact, I may just do that. They told me if I go paperless, they would be able to give me £12 per year off my direct debit. I told her it wasn’t accessible to go on line, not for blind people, it’s all for sighted they haven’t bothered to offer word on that, so our software won’t work. So could we still get the money off as not our fault? Haha. She said she would have to put me through to another department. So I had to pay another £12 to get £12 off. Madness.

 

OK, must dash now but will be back later. X

GEORGE ORWELL

You may recall we went to see the production “1984” The other night at or theatre. It was a chilling play for sure, leaving me cold to my bones and in absolute amazement just how Orwell’s predictions of the future, though perhaps he was about twenty years too early, was so accurate with todays life/living! I would say to appreciate the production and I’m sure the book too, you have to have an open mind and as was written, to be able to double think! To think outside the box but also realise what was originally written is now occurring on our news most days now with the middle east and how we all are being watched and every move  Whether it be via our mobile phones, computers/cookies, or what we buy for our weekly shopping and what we pay for on our cards. It’s all in the book/play. I was curious to learn some more about the man Orwell himself. Not his real name.

Eric Arthur Blair, was known as his pen name of George Orwell, was an English author and journalist His work was known to be intelligent and some would say with wit and profound awareness and social injustice also, intense opposition to totalitarianism, a passion for clarity in language and belief in democratic socialism.

 

He is considered the best 20^th century’s chronicler   of English culture. Orwell wrote fiction, political journalism, literary criticism and poetry. He is best known for the dystopian novel, and the play we saw, “1984”” Published in 1949and the satirical novella “Animal farm”” They have together, sold more than any other 20^th century author. His 1935 book “Homage to Catalonia”” an account of his experience was another book he wrote! Also he wrote “Down and out in Paris and London, and this title I don’t like, “Shooting an elephant and there were other books, but   the road to Wigan pierfor me is a book I would love to get. These are some of his words and you will see perhaps why his writing is gripping to the reader?

“The train bore me away, through the monstrous scenery of slag-heaps, chimneys, piled scrap-iron, foul canals, paths of cindery mud criss-crossed by the prints of clogs. This was March, but the weather had been horribly cold and everywhere there were mounds of blackened snow. As we moved slowly through the outskirts of the town we passed row after row of little grey slum houses running at right angles to the embankment. At the back of one of the houses a young woman was kneeling on the stones, poking a stick up the leaden waste-pipe which ran from the sink inside and which I suppose was blocked. I had time to see everything about her—her sacking apron, her clumsy clogs, her arms reddened by the cold. She looked up as the train passed, and I was almost near enough to catch her eye. She had a round pale face, the usual exhausted face of the slum girl who is twenty-five and looks forty, thanks to miscarriages and drudgery; and it wore, for the second in which I saw it, the most desolate, hopeless expression I have ever-seen. It struck me then that we are mistaken when we say that ‘It isn’t the same for them as it would be for us,’ and that people bred in the slums can imagine nothing but the slums. For what I saw in her face was not the ignorant suffering of an animal. She knew well enough what was happening to her—understood as well as I did how dreadful a destiny it was to be kneeling there in the bitter cold, on the slimy stones of a slum backyard, poking a stick up a foul drain-pipe.”

You transport yourself to his world, through his eyes in that writing, don’t you think?

He was born in 1903, June in Motihari India, and his birth place I think I read earlier today, is still a protected monument of historical importance.

He left India with his Mother when he was one. He lived in Oxfordshire England with his two sisters and Mother, didn’t see his Father until he was about nine.

 

Orwell, Blair at the time had an interesting education, ending up at Eton, leaving there when he was eighteen. There is so much to write about Orwell, in my opinion his early life is of the most interest, and then telling of him joining the Indian Imperial Police.

He returned to England and decided to become a writer, he slept in slums and wrote about his life. He married quite late had a Son called Richard Blair who is still alive. Orwell died at the age of 46.

 

This is very brief, and just shows my initial analyses was wrong, after watching the play 1984 the other evening, I was sure he had first hand experience of being in an asylum. Wrong, but, reading about his life, wow, he for sure will have seen some serious action!