As the taxi weaved through the grounds of Doxford Hall, a inner smile came across my face an yet with anticipation to whether or not our friends would enjoy themselves as much as we do when we go.
Kerrie the taxi driver was amazing along with the Concierge Lee. We were taking to the Georgian room after a couple of signatures at reception with the really welcoming member of staff. That is the best thig about this hotel, the staff are really so wonderful. Not fussy but the most helpful I have ever come across anywhere and as you know, I have been all around the world and stayed in hundreds of hotels. The staff at Doxford Hall are as if your own soul, they seem to know your needs and requirements and deliver a service in such a professional an yet friendly way.
We were served tea, coffee and freshly made biscuits by the adorable Joanne. Gosh I could feel myself unwinding already. There were some people in the room just reading the newspapers, some ordering afternoon tea which is served on a cake stand with sandwiches, scones and cakes. Oh, I was excited. What would our cottage be like? I know the hotel rooms are lovely, they are all named after Castles in the area as there are many and famous local people too. If you ever go to this area, a couple of places that are a must to visit are the stunning Alnwick water gardens which grounds host the castle where by Harry Potter was filmed, and the beautiful water gardens are fantastic along with the poison garden that you will be intrigued by. Try your skills on the wobbly rope bridges and avoid the squirting water from the lion’s mouth. If your bank balance is comfortable why not visit the Treehouse café? All in one huge bit of land. The other place I would recommend is Barter books, if you go to admire the architecture, or have a tea or coffee next to the roaring fire. Barter books is known to be the British Library of second hand books and was the towns old railway station. The last time I was there, there was a model train that ran around the walls. There is something very special about the place.
I could write pages on what there is to do if you can see, or if you have a sighted guide, but we can’t and we didn’t. What we do have is friendship that is worth more than any tourist sights. So, our call to go to our cottage, oh, what will it be like? LF was great, guided Hub perfectly well through the grounds. Like and Trix used their white canes and me, haha, I had the trusty Waggatail…..
And Lee!
Gosh the air, is so clean. Please God never allow that to get built up and polluted? The birds sang us a welcome song as the geese flew over and the tall ancient trees bowed to say hello. Well, in my mind’s eye they did. They may have been waving us goodbye? Smile.
At first I thought, heck, we will never find our way back to the hotel from here? Then there was our turn off. Down steps up them and across the lawn with its narrow path. A game of guess the key and in we went. It was very warm and cosy in there but far from small. On the left was the big bathroom, right into the kitchen and through to the dining room then to the bottom of the stairs which I was to learn would be very interesting and into the really comfortable lounge. Priorities first, how to work the TV? Lee showed me and the remote was placed on an unusual small table near the vast sofas. Lee left assuring us he would come for us for dinner. How very kind, bless him. I didn’t scare him by asking him to show me the fire, I wanted to take matches but Hub was against it… Why? Chicken… Like made us laugh as he went back to boy scout days rubbing two stones together to try to create a spark for the fire. Oh, Little Fella of Hubs dog had to steal the show by proudly bringing Hub something. Already he was on a mission to see what he could blooming put in his mouth. It was a log from the fire. The little monkey. Wags was a little unsure of the place and was quite clingy. Now to let our dogs do their business? Easy, right? They had a long train journey along with two longish taxi journeys. Well LF was great, he did his doggy doodles on the leash. So, Hub knew where to clean up. Waggatail? Oh no, life could not be that easy. No way she was going to do anything whilst on her lead. So, I brought her in, she grumbled crying obviously needed to go to the toilet. Nothing, tried and tried again. I presumed because whenever I have taken her to our town, a place she hates, she freely does her business. But I never knew it was a thing they do or don’t, or are trained to do. Train, my Waggs? Haha, in another life time.
In the end to stop her being in pain or showing us up as we walked to the hotel, I had to do the inevitable. Let her off the lead. Oh, she didn’t want to move from my leg I had to throw my hands forward to tell her to go. She went. Where? Nightmare. I died with shame to think this huge garden there was Waggatail mess and no way we could find this. At home, they have a small run where they go and it’s easy to find because it’s a small enclosure, so with disposable gloves and bags we manage. Here? Sorry gardener. I really am…
Having dogs the next stage was to find a vacuum. Hmm. In a cupboard, there were all of the attachments, but no blooming machine. Well, just chill Fifi you are on your annual break. For two days in a year, it’s time to forget reality.
We all head off to investigate the cottage. Hub bless him found the kettle and made us all a cupper. Trix and I unpacked and we all laughed at what we had discovered in the house. We ate biscuits and crisps and just did what our besties and us both do best. Laughed as we joked and just were, well, you know, us.
The dogs were great, really well behaved. Just lay down. And then it was time to go to dinner. We decided to wait for Lee outside in the garden, just to soak up the air. Here the night time birds and sounds of silence.
He came to us but seem to come from a different direction to the steps. He had come in a way that had no steps so showed us where that was, now, would we remember it?
Laura, Joanne and the rest of the staff in the restaurant were brilliant, they read the menu to us, not even did they need to wait for us to ask them to do so. You may think it would be obvious to people? No, most times we go for a meal, if it’s just Hub and myself, though the staff know we are blind, they even hand us a menu. So again, we felt normal. As normal goes. There was no awkwardness. The staff were stunning. Everything they brought to the table they let us know what it was and where it was. They even served the large dishes for us. Our dogs lay under the table so still and we just had the most amazing food.
We did joke beforehand saying because I’m a vegetarian, it would be blooming horrible goats cheese something, and goats cheese something it was. Oh, I hate goat’s chees. But again, they accommodated for me. I always say that my love and Like are so alike, and the meals proved they were. They ordered the same dishes.
We ate three courses but there was a plate brought to us all with three little tasters on. And we drank good old tap water, we bathed in it taking advantage of the pure water of Northumberland.
The girl on reception kindly took us to our cottage, forgive me if I have her name wrong, but I think she was called Clair? I know the other girl is Hannah. She had to use a torch. Hahaha. LF could see though and guided Hub of course in front of us. He took Hub to the stair way though, bless him, he was right, it was us who wanted to change things by going through the door way so there were no steps.
We thanked the girl and off she went, bless her it could be a bit spooky through the trees in the pitch black. I hoped she was OK?
We went to bed about midnight. We opened the window and slept with the night owls singing us a lullaby.
Next morning up ready for our huuuuuuuge
Breakfast. Not until we had a shower though, heck, that took some doing, but I found out how to work it in the end. Shock hung over us as we realised that we thought the bathroom window was not frosted. Haha. Well down went the blind, but not sure if we managed to shock anyone in the meanwhile. Any bird watchers out that day may have seen more than they hoped for.
Oh, breakfast was my favourite meal and the vegetarian sausages were the best. Mushrooms, fried bread, baked beans, eggs and the others had bacon with their meat sausages. But then there was fruit salad and toasts and hub had four, yes four huge croissants. He said they were the best. We had loads of tea and coffee and just drank in the atmosphere of the house which has the most beautiful feel about it. It’s five star but it’s homely and I don’t know how they manage to get that affect. Long may it last.
We had a great day, playing board games. Hahahaha. Oh, what a story that is… But may be for another blog? I’m still cringing with shame about it. But as I promised a real Fifi moment occurred. As we were leaving the hotel reception at one point, I kept asking if the other three were OK as I was guided by Lee bless him, they followed well there were chairs and things in the way but the others did so well. As long as they heard my voice…. Stop it?
I just said every couple of minutes “Alright guys?””
Well regular Bloggets will remember that I have written before when blind people go anywhere, we are an attraction. People stop what they are doing and stare. Well, as we passed through the quiet empty day room. I turned to my left and said the words alright guys.
To my horror, a rather large gathering of people replied. Fine, yes, we are just admiring your dogs. Hahahahahaa. Oh gosh, no. Get me out of there? They thought I was talking to them. Oh no, this wasn’t the place you would say guys? I mean, how do you do perhaps? Nonononononononoooooooooo.
Red faced Fi. How did I know they were gawping? Hahaha. Of course, the others thought that was so funny.
And I didn’t stop to chat to the people and explain I wasn’t talking to them.
Now that is enough shame without telling you about the board game story. So onwards and upwards.
The little table in the lounge of our cottage had four sides to lift up with handles carved into the sides. As I lifted them to create a box, it was clever Like who said it was a card table.
Sadly, our last day, Hub and I emptied the bins in the house and cleaned the work tops and Hub did impressions of a heart monitor as the beep beeping of the dishwasher could be heard. Like asked him if he knew what he was doing? Answer no. But hey, we heard water start to fill so was good, right? Em. Well the water kept coming and coming and oh boy. What happened next? I don’t know as we had to leave the lovely cottage with four cups and four glasses in the dishwasher.
Lee the day before showed us where the bins were. Hmm. Nice, but we forgot where he said? Hahaha. So, we had to leave the rubbish in a bag near the back door. At least we tried our best. We skipped breakfast on our last day and did Sunday dinner instead. Gosh, the Yorkshire puddings were incredible. They were the size of plant pots. Kerrie picked us up and off to the station we headed. The train journey was sad but we will see each other again very soon and I hope we will do Doxford Hall again together.
http://www.yournorthumberland.co.uk/area-guides/alnwick/alnwick-s-attractions
Tuesday, 28 February 2017
Monday, 27 February 2017
DIARY OF THE SECRET WEEKEND BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. I have missed you, but when I tell you what I have to say, you will understand why I didn’t tell you where I have been or where I was going… Such a secret I have had to keep… Are you sitting comfortably? Then I shall begin!
You know of our besties Trix and the Like man? Well, some weeks ago, Like, text me and asked if I would like with the Hubster to have a break away for a surprise for Trix, as it was coming up to her 50th! I spoke to my Husband and we agreed that would be lovely.
Like asked if I could call the place we wanted to go and sort things out as it was difficult for him with Trix being there and when she wasn’t, he was at work. The place I’m talking about was where my husband and I went on our honeymoon. A wonderful Spa retreat called Doxford Hall. It’s deep in the beautiful Northumberland. Where I come from. A place of pure air, fresh delicious drinking water, not only drinking, but bathing. Your skin and hair feels great. homely people, stunning white sands with the sea at your side and green hills, forests and woods. It’s heavenly, a place you can forget the rest of the world. Like how it was so many years before greed and overpopulation.
Doxford Hall is set within a manicured estate. The wildlife is incredible. Birds of prey, owls and beautiful fox and deer can be seen as you wonder around the area. a spa where you can get treatments, there is a swimming pool, Steam rooms, sauna and spa baths, as well as a cocktail bar, Day room, Library and the stunning luxurious Georgian room which looks over the gardens with its open fire, where you will be treat to afternoon tea or just a cup of tea with a very tasty freshly baked biscuit which leads me onto the food in the desirable restaurant with its high standard cuisine where by the chef and team have been awarded AA rosettes for dining excellence. More on that later.
So, I booked a cottage in the grounds rather than the hotel because at first I was told that the hotel was fully booked, then on reflection, I thought it would be better if we were in our own house, as we would have our two guide dogs. Also, if we were in different hotel bedrooms, getting to one another would be more of a challenge.
Well, after booking the cottage I booked breakfast and evening meals in the restaurant and then onto the taxi, to find a car that was big enough to carry the four of us, luggage and two dogs? I phoned a couple of companies and got the best quote. Also, I liked the sound of the person I was talking to. The train station we were to get off at, is a small station, so I didn’t know if there would be any staff on that day, so I asked if the driver wouldn’t mind watching out for us? No trouble at all. The company if you are heading off there were the friendliest company I have come across. And their prices are Okay. They are called Sovereign Taxi’s Alnwick phone 01665 602200 or follow on Twitter #ne662
Then trying to link our train seats so we are sitting at least in the same carriage as our friends? Texting Like and giving him details without Trix finding out, everything was in code. Secret calls as our friend was heading to work we joked we were like lovers. Hahaha. The worst part was not writing about it all and moreover, seeing our friend Trix and not putting my foot in it?
It was her birthday and she text me to tell me what Like had done for her. He had arranged a weekend at Doxford Hall… Oh, I said, you lucky person, Hub and I have been there and it’s the best place. Well, my nose grew, I hated telling lies. I even made out in one of my blogs that our friend from London was coming this weekend. Well she’s coming in a couple of weeks, so a slight exaggeration…
Hub said that Trix must have her suspicions? Well we were about to find out.
The big day arrived. Friday. We headed for the train station, suitcase and rucksack full of clothes for the evening and dog food. In Hubs rucksack bless him, was a huge bottle of Prosecco and a bottle of wine as well as a couple of bottles of juice and milk for our cups of tea and coffee as well as tea bags and biscuits, crisps, nuts and a few other things like pretzels. Dog food, their dish and in general dog things like their treats. I didn’t know what the cottage would offer and I knew we would have food in the restaurant, but during the day and when we got back to the house after our evening meal, I wanted to make it all homely with a cupper or cold drink.
So, our train pulled away from the station and we headed to where our friends live. Well, not quite where they live, as our trains don’t pull up to the houses, haha, but to their town. My heart was pounding. I told Hub not to talk until I spoke with a put on voice. Hub and I have been many times to their house and we worried in case the person helping our friends to find their seats would recognise us? I heard the person telling our friends to watch the step? Then where would they sit? Would it be near us or seats away? Perfect, it was just opposite to us. The lady then, almost spoiled everything by saying, they had two lovely dogs next to them. Oh no. She would now guess it was us after all? But no. Our friend still was oblivious. The train doors closed, I asked my friend in the most stupid voice if she was alright? Seriously, we were in first class and it was quiet. Everyone heard me sounding like the local lunatic. Some would say I didn’t need to act well? Cheeky…
No, she just did a little polite laugh. Then Hub spoke. Saying fancy meeting you here? She gasped. Then I spoke in my normal voice. She was shocked. I hope delighted? Haha. Like made me laugh as he told us he also brought a bottle of wine and he even brought four plastic glasses. Hahahahahaa. Stuff the toilet rolls, milk the tea bags and the bottle opener that we all forgot, he had the glasses, I laughed saying we were going in a cottage that was self-catering, so hopefully, they will have glasses?
At this point let me tell those of you who are new Bloggets, all four of us are totally blind.
Well before our friends got on, we had our breakfast. Hub had a full English, I am a vegetarian, so I was offered. Wait for it? A blooming dish of the worst porridge I have ever had in my life. It was like wall paper paste.
The funny thing was, the guy taking our orders, didn’t know we were blind, so he came in our carriage and said the words any one for breakfast? Well I nodded. He saw me nod, he un be known to me, was standing there, right next to us waiting for me to talk. I said to Hub, oh, charming, he has gone right past? Well, he hadn’t he heard everything, but seriously, there is more Fifi moments to come.
He said he didn’t know we were blind and apologised to us, I kind of thought the two guide dogs would have been a bit of a clue? Do you think he should have been put on the list for one? A guide dog that is, not a bacon butty…
So, we arrived the taxi driver Kerrie was there waiting bless her. Oh, what a friendly lady, so lovely. Nothing was a bother. A twenty five minute journey there, we were in a car, not having a clue what was out of our window, for those who can see, can you imagine that? Just moving but nothing is seen from your eyes. It can make the journey longer. But with Kerrie’s humour mixing with ours, it was fun and exciting.
Oh, this was going to be a fantastic weekend. The cottage would be perfect. Food? Hmm. Or would it? What could go wrong?
To be continued.
You know of our besties Trix and the Like man? Well, some weeks ago, Like, text me and asked if I would like with the Hubster to have a break away for a surprise for Trix, as it was coming up to her 50th! I spoke to my Husband and we agreed that would be lovely.
Like asked if I could call the place we wanted to go and sort things out as it was difficult for him with Trix being there and when she wasn’t, he was at work. The place I’m talking about was where my husband and I went on our honeymoon. A wonderful Spa retreat called Doxford Hall. It’s deep in the beautiful Northumberland. Where I come from. A place of pure air, fresh delicious drinking water, not only drinking, but bathing. Your skin and hair feels great. homely people, stunning white sands with the sea at your side and green hills, forests and woods. It’s heavenly, a place you can forget the rest of the world. Like how it was so many years before greed and overpopulation.
Doxford Hall is set within a manicured estate. The wildlife is incredible. Birds of prey, owls and beautiful fox and deer can be seen as you wonder around the area. a spa where you can get treatments, there is a swimming pool, Steam rooms, sauna and spa baths, as well as a cocktail bar, Day room, Library and the stunning luxurious Georgian room which looks over the gardens with its open fire, where you will be treat to afternoon tea or just a cup of tea with a very tasty freshly baked biscuit which leads me onto the food in the desirable restaurant with its high standard cuisine where by the chef and team have been awarded AA rosettes for dining excellence. More on that later.
So, I booked a cottage in the grounds rather than the hotel because at first I was told that the hotel was fully booked, then on reflection, I thought it would be better if we were in our own house, as we would have our two guide dogs. Also, if we were in different hotel bedrooms, getting to one another would be more of a challenge.
Well, after booking the cottage I booked breakfast and evening meals in the restaurant and then onto the taxi, to find a car that was big enough to carry the four of us, luggage and two dogs? I phoned a couple of companies and got the best quote. Also, I liked the sound of the person I was talking to. The train station we were to get off at, is a small station, so I didn’t know if there would be any staff on that day, so I asked if the driver wouldn’t mind watching out for us? No trouble at all. The company if you are heading off there were the friendliest company I have come across. And their prices are Okay. They are called Sovereign Taxi’s Alnwick phone 01665 602200 or follow on Twitter #ne662
Then trying to link our train seats so we are sitting at least in the same carriage as our friends? Texting Like and giving him details without Trix finding out, everything was in code. Secret calls as our friend was heading to work we joked we were like lovers. Hahaha. The worst part was not writing about it all and moreover, seeing our friend Trix and not putting my foot in it?
It was her birthday and she text me to tell me what Like had done for her. He had arranged a weekend at Doxford Hall… Oh, I said, you lucky person, Hub and I have been there and it’s the best place. Well, my nose grew, I hated telling lies. I even made out in one of my blogs that our friend from London was coming this weekend. Well she’s coming in a couple of weeks, so a slight exaggeration…
Hub said that Trix must have her suspicions? Well we were about to find out.
The big day arrived. Friday. We headed for the train station, suitcase and rucksack full of clothes for the evening and dog food. In Hubs rucksack bless him, was a huge bottle of Prosecco and a bottle of wine as well as a couple of bottles of juice and milk for our cups of tea and coffee as well as tea bags and biscuits, crisps, nuts and a few other things like pretzels. Dog food, their dish and in general dog things like their treats. I didn’t know what the cottage would offer and I knew we would have food in the restaurant, but during the day and when we got back to the house after our evening meal, I wanted to make it all homely with a cupper or cold drink.
So, our train pulled away from the station and we headed to where our friends live. Well, not quite where they live, as our trains don’t pull up to the houses, haha, but to their town. My heart was pounding. I told Hub not to talk until I spoke with a put on voice. Hub and I have been many times to their house and we worried in case the person helping our friends to find their seats would recognise us? I heard the person telling our friends to watch the step? Then where would they sit? Would it be near us or seats away? Perfect, it was just opposite to us. The lady then, almost spoiled everything by saying, they had two lovely dogs next to them. Oh no. She would now guess it was us after all? But no. Our friend still was oblivious. The train doors closed, I asked my friend in the most stupid voice if she was alright? Seriously, we were in first class and it was quiet. Everyone heard me sounding like the local lunatic. Some would say I didn’t need to act well? Cheeky…
No, she just did a little polite laugh. Then Hub spoke. Saying fancy meeting you here? She gasped. Then I spoke in my normal voice. She was shocked. I hope delighted? Haha. Like made me laugh as he told us he also brought a bottle of wine and he even brought four plastic glasses. Hahahahahaa. Stuff the toilet rolls, milk the tea bags and the bottle opener that we all forgot, he had the glasses, I laughed saying we were going in a cottage that was self-catering, so hopefully, they will have glasses?
At this point let me tell those of you who are new Bloggets, all four of us are totally blind.
Well before our friends got on, we had our breakfast. Hub had a full English, I am a vegetarian, so I was offered. Wait for it? A blooming dish of the worst porridge I have ever had in my life. It was like wall paper paste.
The funny thing was, the guy taking our orders, didn’t know we were blind, so he came in our carriage and said the words any one for breakfast? Well I nodded. He saw me nod, he un be known to me, was standing there, right next to us waiting for me to talk. I said to Hub, oh, charming, he has gone right past? Well, he hadn’t he heard everything, but seriously, there is more Fifi moments to come.
He said he didn’t know we were blind and apologised to us, I kind of thought the two guide dogs would have been a bit of a clue? Do you think he should have been put on the list for one? A guide dog that is, not a bacon butty…
So, we arrived the taxi driver Kerrie was there waiting bless her. Oh, what a friendly lady, so lovely. Nothing was a bother. A twenty five minute journey there, we were in a car, not having a clue what was out of our window, for those who can see, can you imagine that? Just moving but nothing is seen from your eyes. It can make the journey longer. But with Kerrie’s humour mixing with ours, it was fun and exciting.
Oh, this was going to be a fantastic weekend. The cottage would be perfect. Food? Hmm. Or would it? What could go wrong?
To be continued.
Thursday, 23 February 2017
DIARY OF DORIS BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good evening Bloggets. Gosh, we have had Storm Doris in the UK today, disrupting transport and risking the safety of those here. A lady was killed as something fell on her and she sadly died in hospital. It’s rained for about eighteen hours here too.
I had to smile with a lady who was telling me a couple of weeks ago, of the winds some years ago, she sadly really hurt herself as the wind forced her to the ground outside, but as she was in hospital, she continued telling me, there was one lady who was carrying her umbrella, as if you would in the bad winds? Never mind, the lady was took off in the air haha, I shouldn’t laugh, and I wouldn’t if she was badly hurt, but can you picture this, a lady flying through the air holding onto an umbrella? But then the best bit, as the lady continued to tell me. There were other people in hospital with broken hips etc., because of other reasons.
“One lady in her late eighties, cleans her teeth sitting on the toilet. And as she leaned over to the sink, she fell off.””
Hehehehe. Well, I firstly wondered why she cleaned her teeth sitting on the toilet, then I just had to say.
“Well, I guess that lady had bad wind?
I’m watching the news as I’m writing and it’s talking about immigration and how farmers will lose their business if we say no to more foreign workers. They say there isn’t enough UK workers who are prepared to work on the farms etc. Well, why not offer a decent wage and then you will find people who will do the job? Fact is they want to pay peanuts. I also feel that those who haven’t worked because they quite frankly are lazy, should be made to work for their benefit money. If they are unable to work because of ill health or a severe disability, then that is different, but I know of take one case, a young man 22, he has never worked in his life, he boasts of not working and why should he, he gets money to stay in bed. There is nothing wrong with him apart from being bone idol.
Oh, the news makes me sad, now they are talking about the United Nations. The staff who work for them. Of course, most of them are really good people, but, then there are the disgusting people who are taking children and doing the most despicable things to them. Hub and I were talking about it, he said look at our schools, they were full of staff who only did that job to be near children. Thank goodness there are not so many boarding schools now for children with disabilities. Most schools now are open to children with and without disabilities, all to learn together.
Shamrock went for her practical exam today and she passed. So now it’s a case of waiting until her biggie, then there will be car wars, smile, between Teen and Shamrock, who will be driving which car? Both hot heads, not sure who will win.
Some quotes before I go.
Some people are like clouds. When they go away, it’s a much brighter day.
You know you are boring when you get excited about receiving a new sponge for the kitchen sink.
And sticking to the windy theme,
Dear automatic toilet, I appreciate the enthusiasm, but I wasn’t finished yet.
I had to smile with a lady who was telling me a couple of weeks ago, of the winds some years ago, she sadly really hurt herself as the wind forced her to the ground outside, but as she was in hospital, she continued telling me, there was one lady who was carrying her umbrella, as if you would in the bad winds? Never mind, the lady was took off in the air haha, I shouldn’t laugh, and I wouldn’t if she was badly hurt, but can you picture this, a lady flying through the air holding onto an umbrella? But then the best bit, as the lady continued to tell me. There were other people in hospital with broken hips etc., because of other reasons.
“One lady in her late eighties, cleans her teeth sitting on the toilet. And as she leaned over to the sink, she fell off.””
Hehehehe. Well, I firstly wondered why she cleaned her teeth sitting on the toilet, then I just had to say.
“Well, I guess that lady had bad wind?
I’m watching the news as I’m writing and it’s talking about immigration and how farmers will lose their business if we say no to more foreign workers. They say there isn’t enough UK workers who are prepared to work on the farms etc. Well, why not offer a decent wage and then you will find people who will do the job? Fact is they want to pay peanuts. I also feel that those who haven’t worked because they quite frankly are lazy, should be made to work for their benefit money. If they are unable to work because of ill health or a severe disability, then that is different, but I know of take one case, a young man 22, he has never worked in his life, he boasts of not working and why should he, he gets money to stay in bed. There is nothing wrong with him apart from being bone idol.
Oh, the news makes me sad, now they are talking about the United Nations. The staff who work for them. Of course, most of them are really good people, but, then there are the disgusting people who are taking children and doing the most despicable things to them. Hub and I were talking about it, he said look at our schools, they were full of staff who only did that job to be near children. Thank goodness there are not so many boarding schools now for children with disabilities. Most schools now are open to children with and without disabilities, all to learn together.
Shamrock went for her practical exam today and she passed. So now it’s a case of waiting until her biggie, then there will be car wars, smile, between Teen and Shamrock, who will be driving which car? Both hot heads, not sure who will win.
Some quotes before I go.
Some people are like clouds. When they go away, it’s a much brighter day.
You know you are boring when you get excited about receiving a new sponge for the kitchen sink.
And sticking to the windy theme,
Dear automatic toilet, I appreciate the enthusiasm, but I wasn’t finished yet.
Wednesday, 22 February 2017
NEWS & VIEWS BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Evening Bloggets, are you sitting comfortably?
What’s in our news? 7 earth sized worlds have been found orbiting a single star39 light years away. These new worlds could hold life. I’m positive they will. We are not alone, that is for sure. Narrow minded people will believe we are. I am certain there are more advanced beings from other planets and creatures, aliens who are not so advanced as us.
Sad that the moons on mars are crumbling.
Helen Bailey, an author has been murdered in the most hideous way. Her evil killer, who she was going to marry, killed her and threw her down a cesspit under her garage with her beloved beautiful dog. It’s said that she may have still been alive when she was put there. The monster who did it, is being investigated as his wife mother to his Sons also died and it’s said she was a fit healthy person.
Storm Doris is going to race through the UK causing damage. Then snow for us.
A woman has been arrested after a baby eighteen months was killed by her. The distant relative was given care of the baby. The tiny body had over 150 wounds. The baby girl was so small, how is it even possible to have that much damage? I wish I could have a few moments with the evil monster who did this. As for social services? Don’t get me started.
The world’s first Braille smart watch is going to be available from next month costing £240 or $300 already 60,000 have been pre-ordered. One thousand are coming to London. And the company called Dot, are making a tablet. The tablet won’t only read Braille, but will show shapes. The watch will give directions from Google maps and you will be able to answer messages and so on.
Finally, if you can get the box set of the most amazing drama to ever come out of the United Kingdom, please buy Taboo. Wow, it is the most brilliant drama ever to be seen and I can think of another couple from so many years ago, but nothing can touch this drama and the main actor, Tom Hardy, he is like nothing on earth. His voice, his spell on the listeners/viewers is not even human. He is brilliant to say the least. The best actor I have ever known.
Later gators.
What’s in our news? 7 earth sized worlds have been found orbiting a single star39 light years away. These new worlds could hold life. I’m positive they will. We are not alone, that is for sure. Narrow minded people will believe we are. I am certain there are more advanced beings from other planets and creatures, aliens who are not so advanced as us.
Sad that the moons on mars are crumbling.
Helen Bailey, an author has been murdered in the most hideous way. Her evil killer, who she was going to marry, killed her and threw her down a cesspit under her garage with her beloved beautiful dog. It’s said that she may have still been alive when she was put there. The monster who did it, is being investigated as his wife mother to his Sons also died and it’s said she was a fit healthy person.
Storm Doris is going to race through the UK causing damage. Then snow for us.
A woman has been arrested after a baby eighteen months was killed by her. The distant relative was given care of the baby. The tiny body had over 150 wounds. The baby girl was so small, how is it even possible to have that much damage? I wish I could have a few moments with the evil monster who did this. As for social services? Don’t get me started.
The world’s first Braille smart watch is going to be available from next month costing £240 or $300 already 60,000 have been pre-ordered. One thousand are coming to London. And the company called Dot, are making a tablet. The tablet won’t only read Braille, but will show shapes. The watch will give directions from Google maps and you will be able to answer messages and so on.
Finally, if you can get the box set of the most amazing drama to ever come out of the United Kingdom, please buy Taboo. Wow, it is the most brilliant drama ever to be seen and I can think of another couple from so many years ago, but nothing can touch this drama and the main actor, Tom Hardy, he is like nothing on earth. His voice, his spell on the listeners/viewers is not even human. He is brilliant to say the least. The best actor I have ever known.
Later gators.
WEDNESDAYS DIARY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Dear Bloggets, I hope I find you well? Loads to do today, so a short blog, but just wanted to pop in to see how you all are?
It’s cold today at last, windy and going to snow. But our winters seam to last for three days at a time, then we get spring then summer.
Just talking to some beautiful souls today telling my friend who is an artist she is the one who painted my paintings of the angels, saying I was dusting the frames and at one time, it would have broken my heart to have to do that, knowing I can’t see them, but now, I smile, as one day, please, I will, see them!
I was also saying that at last I have another appointment for the hospital. To get my eyes tested. It’s a joke, though there are a lot of things that still can go very wrong though I’m now blind, still, I could develop other conditions that can be treat or prevented if I catch them in time. Also, I hope, that the hospital that I’m going to, will keep me in mind for future trials? Well, April, I will learn.
Teens girlfriend has her practical tomorrow for driving. So, we will see how she does?? I think you have to get something like 97% to pass. Tonight, is her first proper study, just like my Teen, in true style, study last minute, but see, she may pass? She is doing really well with her driving lessons.
Phoneing Hubs Dad tonight, bless him. I hope he will be OK? I so wish we lived closer to him, his house is a total nightmare to get to with public transport. Hub asked our taxi company, and they were going to charge almost £140 to visit, and Teen works almost every day, when he has a rare day off, he sleeps and I would feel guilty about asking him, but I know if I did, he would say yes. He loves Hubs two brothers, but I don’t think any of them would be there like in the old days. One wouldn’t for sure and the other works now believe it or not, where I used to live. So I move away, he moves there.
Well, must dash for now but will be back tomorrow with more, and lots of chat. X
It’s cold today at last, windy and going to snow. But our winters seam to last for three days at a time, then we get spring then summer.
Just talking to some beautiful souls today telling my friend who is an artist she is the one who painted my paintings of the angels, saying I was dusting the frames and at one time, it would have broken my heart to have to do that, knowing I can’t see them, but now, I smile, as one day, please, I will, see them!
I was also saying that at last I have another appointment for the hospital. To get my eyes tested. It’s a joke, though there are a lot of things that still can go very wrong though I’m now blind, still, I could develop other conditions that can be treat or prevented if I catch them in time. Also, I hope, that the hospital that I’m going to, will keep me in mind for future trials? Well, April, I will learn.
Teens girlfriend has her practical tomorrow for driving. So, we will see how she does?? I think you have to get something like 97% to pass. Tonight, is her first proper study, just like my Teen, in true style, study last minute, but see, she may pass? She is doing really well with her driving lessons.
Phoneing Hubs Dad tonight, bless him. I hope he will be OK? I so wish we lived closer to him, his house is a total nightmare to get to with public transport. Hub asked our taxi company, and they were going to charge almost £140 to visit, and Teen works almost every day, when he has a rare day off, he sleeps and I would feel guilty about asking him, but I know if I did, he would say yes. He loves Hubs two brothers, but I don’t think any of them would be there like in the old days. One wouldn’t for sure and the other works now believe it or not, where I used to live. So I move away, he moves there.
Well, must dash for now but will be back tomorrow with more, and lots of chat. X
Tuesday, 21 February 2017
DIARY OF HOLIDAY AT HOME BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good afternoon Bloggets. Well, today is a lot cooler, after our ridiculous spring day almost leading into summer yesterday, the poor birds again, are left confused. They are flirting with one another in our garden, among the horrid traffic, I can detect the beautiful sound of the black birds. Oh, they have the most amazing song. I so miss our canary, he was Irish you know? I was really tempted last week as I was in our local pet shop to buy another. But then I think if everyone stops buying them, they will be left to live where they belong. Sadly, to get that amount of people power is impossible. Because people think like me, rescue them from this dark pet shop? My bird used to have his cage on our window which was huge. His cage was big enough for multiple birds and it dwarfed our windowsill!
My flowers from my birthday nine days ago, are all still alive. I have my favourite flowers too in three vases and they are daffodils. Oh, the smell from them is simply honey in a vase. So, sweet and the blooms are so delicate like little ballerina’s. I know I’m strange, but I think there is the red Indian in me somewhere as I love nature and I do believe it talks to us, only most of the time we don’t stop to listen.
My friend gave me a voucher for my birthday and with it I bought a coat on line as well as a top. Now, let’s see how they look when they come? I really wish I could shop the normal way, though I’m sure that one day, everyone will be shopping on line and we will become a recluse society.
I ordered something for someone’s birthday and it arrived today. It wasn’t what I expected and I was feeling really down. Let down really. If I had gone to a shop, no way I would have spent that money on it, in fact, I wouldn’t have bought it at all. It didn’t help that Teen told me that the person it’s meant for would really never use it? So, feeling a little fragile right now as no way I can send it back.
I thought I had a simple dinner tonight, and just found out that Teen has eaten his share for breakfast…. Oh my…. So, I told him that his dinner tonight would be breakfast then, poached eggs with toast… He is in shock… As was I when I learned that dinner was ate at six this morning…
My dear friend Geordie is at a very posh spar right now having a few days of luxury and at the weekend our besties are going to another spar. It’s that time of year when people are planning their holidays. For those like me who are not having a holiday away this year, let’s make the most of what we have? If we get nice weather, then just to sit in our gardens can be beautiful. You can also arrange to get drinks to make cocktails and just pretend you are sipping on a Tequila Sunrise, or Pina Colada near white sands somewhere in our dreams!
Have you heard of a Dark and Stormy cocktail? Well, most cocktails are scary as in how many different ingredients are in one glass, but this one is dark rum with ginger beer poured over ice and a slice of lemon. Easy, right? Haha, I think I will stick to my cup of tea. May be a Long Island Ice Tea? Nope, not after reading what you need to make it. This is what I mean about making cocktails.
Vodka, Gin, Light Rum, Tequila, Cointreau, Lime Juice, syrup and Cola! Seriously, I couldn’t be bothered.
Italy is my favourite place to holiday, because I love the people, mind you, the people in the south of France were beautiful. So, kind. In France, you can go to the best markets and buy your fresh vegetables and salads whilst popping in at the bakers to purchase your fresh huge, baguettes, meander through the coastal villages of Normandy, exploring the tiny towns admiring the architecture and Chateau filled hills, but the fishing village in the South of France will always hold my heart. Grau de Agd, hopefully I have spelled that correctly? Was so lovely and had everything you need for a holiday.
Teen has a busy few months ahead. After his very expensive meal in a posh fish restaurant for Valentine’s day, he is off to Scotland to a concert soon and then he is going to Prague. After then, he is talking about another holiday to somewhere warm. Gosh Shamrocks life has changed since she got with Teen, but she is enjoying every moment of it and joining in with plans!
I can’t believe only a couple of weeks before my Teen is no longer a teen. Where have the years gone?
Enjoy today, and tomorrow will come perhaps with a surprise? X
My flowers from my birthday nine days ago, are all still alive. I have my favourite flowers too in three vases and they are daffodils. Oh, the smell from them is simply honey in a vase. So, sweet and the blooms are so delicate like little ballerina’s. I know I’m strange, but I think there is the red Indian in me somewhere as I love nature and I do believe it talks to us, only most of the time we don’t stop to listen.
My friend gave me a voucher for my birthday and with it I bought a coat on line as well as a top. Now, let’s see how they look when they come? I really wish I could shop the normal way, though I’m sure that one day, everyone will be shopping on line and we will become a recluse society.
I ordered something for someone’s birthday and it arrived today. It wasn’t what I expected and I was feeling really down. Let down really. If I had gone to a shop, no way I would have spent that money on it, in fact, I wouldn’t have bought it at all. It didn’t help that Teen told me that the person it’s meant for would really never use it? So, feeling a little fragile right now as no way I can send it back.
I thought I had a simple dinner tonight, and just found out that Teen has eaten his share for breakfast…. Oh my…. So, I told him that his dinner tonight would be breakfast then, poached eggs with toast… He is in shock… As was I when I learned that dinner was ate at six this morning…
My dear friend Geordie is at a very posh spar right now having a few days of luxury and at the weekend our besties are going to another spar. It’s that time of year when people are planning their holidays. For those like me who are not having a holiday away this year, let’s make the most of what we have? If we get nice weather, then just to sit in our gardens can be beautiful. You can also arrange to get drinks to make cocktails and just pretend you are sipping on a Tequila Sunrise, or Pina Colada near white sands somewhere in our dreams!
Have you heard of a Dark and Stormy cocktail? Well, most cocktails are scary as in how many different ingredients are in one glass, but this one is dark rum with ginger beer poured over ice and a slice of lemon. Easy, right? Haha, I think I will stick to my cup of tea. May be a Long Island Ice Tea? Nope, not after reading what you need to make it. This is what I mean about making cocktails.
Vodka, Gin, Light Rum, Tequila, Cointreau, Lime Juice, syrup and Cola! Seriously, I couldn’t be bothered.
Italy is my favourite place to holiday, because I love the people, mind you, the people in the south of France were beautiful. So, kind. In France, you can go to the best markets and buy your fresh vegetables and salads whilst popping in at the bakers to purchase your fresh huge, baguettes, meander through the coastal villages of Normandy, exploring the tiny towns admiring the architecture and Chateau filled hills, but the fishing village in the South of France will always hold my heart. Grau de Agd, hopefully I have spelled that correctly? Was so lovely and had everything you need for a holiday.
Teen has a busy few months ahead. After his very expensive meal in a posh fish restaurant for Valentine’s day, he is off to Scotland to a concert soon and then he is going to Prague. After then, he is talking about another holiday to somewhere warm. Gosh Shamrocks life has changed since she got with Teen, but she is enjoying every moment of it and joining in with plans!
I can’t believe only a couple of weeks before my Teen is no longer a teen. Where have the years gone?
Enjoy today, and tomorrow will come perhaps with a surprise? X
Monday, 20 February 2017
NOBODIES HOUSE BY FIONA CUMMINGS
NOBODIES HOUSE
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Passing the house, who lives there?
I never see them, Neighbourly chat they don’t share
Neglected roses and honeysuckle
Flaky paint on their windows and the roof about to topple
Broken fence and gate
Cracked path of slate
Should I knock. Or is it too late?
Are there eyes looking out from the window?
When was there a key put in that door of forgotten yellow
No post
Perhaps it’s the house built for a ghost?
The grass grows
No shine on the windows
Buds are not nipped, on the purple rose
Concrete is chipped
Who lives there, no one knows
© Fiona Cummings
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Passing the house, who lives there?
I never see them, Neighbourly chat they don’t share
Neglected roses and honeysuckle
Flaky paint on their windows and the roof about to topple
Broken fence and gate
Cracked path of slate
Should I knock. Or is it too late?
Are there eyes looking out from the window?
When was there a key put in that door of forgotten yellow
No post
Perhaps it’s the house built for a ghost?
The grass grows
No shine on the windows
Buds are not nipped, on the purple rose
Concrete is chipped
Who lives there, no one knows
© Fiona Cummings
THE PAST THAT WON'T GO AWAY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good afternoon Bloggets from a very windy England.
Gosh, I was preparing Teens lunch today and I got really afraid. There were sounds outside that I didn’t like. Not being able to see from a window can be daunting! I have seen myself in the past stare out of a window as if to look directly at whoever may have dared to break into my garden. Whatever made me think that I was looking directly at them? Goodness knows! I feel if I stare, they will think, oh we have been seen, let’s run? Haha. Well today, the sounds were really scary and I only wished that teen would hurry home.
I made him turkey pasta today with spinach and fresh tomatoes. Cheese on top with a green pepper sauce. Ridiculous really for a light lunch, but my Son doesn’t really do light lunches. In fact, he doesn’t do light anything. Hub kindly made a huge pot of Spaghetti Bolognese yesterday, and we put it in the fridge, so all sorted. For them. For me? Hmm. So out of four of us tonight, three have dinner. Food right now doesn’t really appeal to me at all. Give me a sandwich any time and I’m fine. Hot food? I have no taste for anything.
Gosh a bit of a roller coaster last night and today. Firstly, last night, Hub and I watched a great drama we love called, “Call the midwife.”” Oh my. After watching it, you need serious counselling.
Last night was all about adoption. The mother not wanting to hold her baby and then giving it away. I don’t think I will ever get over being adopted. For sure not the oven who gave birth to me. I turned to Hub and asked him, does he think she will think of me in the same way I do her? Every time something comes on TV about adoption, I’m there on my birth date as a new born, I feel the pain in my heart of rejection in the womb and rejection throughout life, even though my parents who adopted me, couldn’t have been more caring.
Is it best that the adopted child never finds out? Yes, I believe so but sadly that is an impossible task, as in this day and age, they will always find out. Even at school the feeling when my Son came home as an eight year old telling me he had to fill in this huge family tree sheet? Where to start? He had to do his Father’s side, then mine.
Of course, my Son knew I was adopted, why did I have to tell him? Because something came up like the family tree and school when he was just four. I knew little about his Father’s side and nothing really apart from the careers of my so-called parents. I also knew very little about my adopted parents tree because they were many many years older than me so not a lot of older people around to ask and learn. Also, I wondered just how far this tree research would lead? I didn’t want to tell my child any lies.
Visits to the Doctors and hospitals, always, is there any trace in your family? Well, I was born before all this information was available. Now thankfully children get all of their family medical history. I don’t know if there are cancers or heart problems in our family? And of course, this affects Teen and will do more as he gets older. I guess at least he has a bit of tree with the knowledge of his father and I know his father’s parents.
Hub has started to look up his family tree. We spoke about this and both of us think it’s not always a good thing. Things may get found out that may not be beneficial. I guess look forward, but it’s hard when my past hurts so much!
I was shocked as Hub asked how old the person who gave birth to me would be now, as I always think of her as a true beauty. But she will now be seventy. Gosh, really? And now she is older, will she care anymore? I asked Hub his thoughts to which he replied. Sadly, no. And I believe he is right. My siblings will now all be older and married with children too. I think the youngest will be about 36. A half-brother and a half sister who is older than him by a few years and on his, The so called Father, side, he had two daughters. All born after me. But it was me who had to go. In fact, he never saw me and she may have done by accident because she certainly didn’t want to see me or hold me. She gave me a name but only because she had to by law. How much did she think about the name for me or was it the first name she thought of? That wouldn’t surprise me at all. After all it did begin with the letter A.
I just wish people who had children would think about the future? Think about the child in the school play ground at school? Side effects are painful.
I was also reading a blog today that one of my Bloggets has been reading. It’s one about a relative who is gone out of my life now. How I was so badly betrayed by them? How I can never forgive them for what they have done and if they could do what they did, what is to stop them doing that again? Also, reading by again, default, an email that was written by a friend who I believed was a friend for life, gosh, nothing is for life. I realise that now. It took me 47 years to get there though.
A dark day for me not in a good place, but as ever I will bounce back. I just need a pill to wipe out all the past and welcome the future.
Shamrock came around last night, in her Pyjama’s. our kids are odd… Teen goes to hers in his PJ’s and she here in hers. I smiled as she told me about her Mum thinking it was odd too. As she is about two years older than me, I guess it’s just something we wouldn’t have done in our days? In the summer when it’s light in the evenings, what will our neighbours think? Hahaha. Seriously?
It’s a very different world now. Half ten last night Teen came downstairs and asked if we wanted a Pizza? We said no thanks and off he went in his car to pick up their supper. Everything now days is just there, on tap. Easy access!
Okay, I have some work to do. So, must dash. Just some words before I go?
“Sometimes to have nothing but the knowledge of being wanted, is better than being enriched with material objects. Its not the storms that kill you, but the agony of the lacking in ability to be able to control the sun!””
© Fiona Cummings
Gosh, I was preparing Teens lunch today and I got really afraid. There were sounds outside that I didn’t like. Not being able to see from a window can be daunting! I have seen myself in the past stare out of a window as if to look directly at whoever may have dared to break into my garden. Whatever made me think that I was looking directly at them? Goodness knows! I feel if I stare, they will think, oh we have been seen, let’s run? Haha. Well today, the sounds were really scary and I only wished that teen would hurry home.
I made him turkey pasta today with spinach and fresh tomatoes. Cheese on top with a green pepper sauce. Ridiculous really for a light lunch, but my Son doesn’t really do light lunches. In fact, he doesn’t do light anything. Hub kindly made a huge pot of Spaghetti Bolognese yesterday, and we put it in the fridge, so all sorted. For them. For me? Hmm. So out of four of us tonight, three have dinner. Food right now doesn’t really appeal to me at all. Give me a sandwich any time and I’m fine. Hot food? I have no taste for anything.
Gosh a bit of a roller coaster last night and today. Firstly, last night, Hub and I watched a great drama we love called, “Call the midwife.”” Oh my. After watching it, you need serious counselling.
Last night was all about adoption. The mother not wanting to hold her baby and then giving it away. I don’t think I will ever get over being adopted. For sure not the oven who gave birth to me. I turned to Hub and asked him, does he think she will think of me in the same way I do her? Every time something comes on TV about adoption, I’m there on my birth date as a new born, I feel the pain in my heart of rejection in the womb and rejection throughout life, even though my parents who adopted me, couldn’t have been more caring.
Is it best that the adopted child never finds out? Yes, I believe so but sadly that is an impossible task, as in this day and age, they will always find out. Even at school the feeling when my Son came home as an eight year old telling me he had to fill in this huge family tree sheet? Where to start? He had to do his Father’s side, then mine.
Of course, my Son knew I was adopted, why did I have to tell him? Because something came up like the family tree and school when he was just four. I knew little about his Father’s side and nothing really apart from the careers of my so-called parents. I also knew very little about my adopted parents tree because they were many many years older than me so not a lot of older people around to ask and learn. Also, I wondered just how far this tree research would lead? I didn’t want to tell my child any lies.
Visits to the Doctors and hospitals, always, is there any trace in your family? Well, I was born before all this information was available. Now thankfully children get all of their family medical history. I don’t know if there are cancers or heart problems in our family? And of course, this affects Teen and will do more as he gets older. I guess at least he has a bit of tree with the knowledge of his father and I know his father’s parents.
Hub has started to look up his family tree. We spoke about this and both of us think it’s not always a good thing. Things may get found out that may not be beneficial. I guess look forward, but it’s hard when my past hurts so much!
I was shocked as Hub asked how old the person who gave birth to me would be now, as I always think of her as a true beauty. But she will now be seventy. Gosh, really? And now she is older, will she care anymore? I asked Hub his thoughts to which he replied. Sadly, no. And I believe he is right. My siblings will now all be older and married with children too. I think the youngest will be about 36. A half-brother and a half sister who is older than him by a few years and on his, The so called Father, side, he had two daughters. All born after me. But it was me who had to go. In fact, he never saw me and she may have done by accident because she certainly didn’t want to see me or hold me. She gave me a name but only because she had to by law. How much did she think about the name for me or was it the first name she thought of? That wouldn’t surprise me at all. After all it did begin with the letter A.
I just wish people who had children would think about the future? Think about the child in the school play ground at school? Side effects are painful.
I was also reading a blog today that one of my Bloggets has been reading. It’s one about a relative who is gone out of my life now. How I was so badly betrayed by them? How I can never forgive them for what they have done and if they could do what they did, what is to stop them doing that again? Also, reading by again, default, an email that was written by a friend who I believed was a friend for life, gosh, nothing is for life. I realise that now. It took me 47 years to get there though.
A dark day for me not in a good place, but as ever I will bounce back. I just need a pill to wipe out all the past and welcome the future.
Shamrock came around last night, in her Pyjama’s. our kids are odd… Teen goes to hers in his PJ’s and she here in hers. I smiled as she told me about her Mum thinking it was odd too. As she is about two years older than me, I guess it’s just something we wouldn’t have done in our days? In the summer when it’s light in the evenings, what will our neighbours think? Hahaha. Seriously?
It’s a very different world now. Half ten last night Teen came downstairs and asked if we wanted a Pizza? We said no thanks and off he went in his car to pick up their supper. Everything now days is just there, on tap. Easy access!
Okay, I have some work to do. So, must dash. Just some words before I go?
“Sometimes to have nothing but the knowledge of being wanted, is better than being enriched with material objects. Its not the storms that kill you, but the agony of the lacking in ability to be able to control the sun!””
© Fiona Cummings
Sunday, 19 February 2017
IT'S OUR SUNDAY MORNING BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Gosh not the Sunday relaxing morning I wish for. Mind you, I can’t remember the last relaxing Sunday I had! My Husband can without effort, chair huge conferences, Deal with Strategic development and in a whisper handle budgets, but dish washers?
So, our dish washer was a bit of an issue as everything is in the kitchen when you can’t see. Finding machines that are not touch screen or forty buttons on is quite a challenge, so we found this one and it has worked wellish for five years. Today? We wondered, had it taken its last breath. Everything dried up no water was coming out., A goner? Hub was in a right state over it. Oh, there was nothing quite like our breakfast time today.
Hub didn’t want any, I was cooking breakfast, whilst dealing with tonight’s dinner and fixing Teens lunch. As I never know when he is coming in from work, depends on how busy they are and so on, so I make it then it’s ready. Well our kitchen is the second smallest kitchen I have ever seen. Hub isn’t small, he’s a chunky chap, as for me? So, two fatso’s in the kitchen big enough for Mrs Pepperpot, isn’t a good look.
He was flapping over this blooming dishwasher. Pulling out dishes, then pipes. Haha. Seriously, then one of the blooming dogs began to make that awful sound that no dog owner wants to hear.
Yep, the sound of sick. Quickly Hub rushed to the sound and dragged a dog outside. Hopefully that was the right one, but just to make sure, I told the other one to go too. Well, we got one in and the other one started to make that sound too. We realised that it was LF at first as Waggs has a very obvious sound to her puking performances, and why is it that they have hard floors right through an yet they head for the rug?
Let’s say breakfast was on halt.
My insides are wound up and burning. I had to get away from reality so have come to my saviour of writing. Hub is now cooking. But guess what? He has fixed our dishwasher. Yep, again, Hub the electrician. Seriously he is amazing. His Dad and brothers are all good with things like fixing and tools and if Hub could have seen, he would have for sure gone the same way, it’s really in his blood. I don’t know what he did, I don’t care. My dishes are cleaning…
Funny we often talk about if Hub had sight, how different his life would have been. He wouldn’t have had the education he received as he went to a very good school and if you are blind, and have a brain, you have to push and do your best otherwise you will get left behind in society. Thank God for him, he had the push and the right school. Russia, people around me and my lacking in believing in myself let me down big time. Gosh how different my life would be if I only could live it again? So many mistakes but I think only a couple of regrets.
Parents of children who can’t see, you hold the key to your child’s future more so than if your child had sight.
On that note, I will go for now, later will let you know about my friend who is coming and how her life has made a turn around. I hope you have had a good weekend, at least stress free? X
So, our dish washer was a bit of an issue as everything is in the kitchen when you can’t see. Finding machines that are not touch screen or forty buttons on is quite a challenge, so we found this one and it has worked wellish for five years. Today? We wondered, had it taken its last breath. Everything dried up no water was coming out., A goner? Hub was in a right state over it. Oh, there was nothing quite like our breakfast time today.
Hub didn’t want any, I was cooking breakfast, whilst dealing with tonight’s dinner and fixing Teens lunch. As I never know when he is coming in from work, depends on how busy they are and so on, so I make it then it’s ready. Well our kitchen is the second smallest kitchen I have ever seen. Hub isn’t small, he’s a chunky chap, as for me? So, two fatso’s in the kitchen big enough for Mrs Pepperpot, isn’t a good look.
He was flapping over this blooming dishwasher. Pulling out dishes, then pipes. Haha. Seriously, then one of the blooming dogs began to make that awful sound that no dog owner wants to hear.
Yep, the sound of sick. Quickly Hub rushed to the sound and dragged a dog outside. Hopefully that was the right one, but just to make sure, I told the other one to go too. Well, we got one in and the other one started to make that sound too. We realised that it was LF at first as Waggs has a very obvious sound to her puking performances, and why is it that they have hard floors right through an yet they head for the rug?
Let’s say breakfast was on halt.
My insides are wound up and burning. I had to get away from reality so have come to my saviour of writing. Hub is now cooking. But guess what? He has fixed our dishwasher. Yep, again, Hub the electrician. Seriously he is amazing. His Dad and brothers are all good with things like fixing and tools and if Hub could have seen, he would have for sure gone the same way, it’s really in his blood. I don’t know what he did, I don’t care. My dishes are cleaning…
Funny we often talk about if Hub had sight, how different his life would have been. He wouldn’t have had the education he received as he went to a very good school and if you are blind, and have a brain, you have to push and do your best otherwise you will get left behind in society. Thank God for him, he had the push and the right school. Russia, people around me and my lacking in believing in myself let me down big time. Gosh how different my life would be if I only could live it again? So many mistakes but I think only a couple of regrets.
Parents of children who can’t see, you hold the key to your child’s future more so than if your child had sight.
On that note, I will go for now, later will let you know about my friend who is coming and how her life has made a turn around. I hope you have had a good weekend, at least stress free? X
Friday, 17 February 2017
DIARY OF A ROUND WITH MIKE TYSON BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Hello Bloggets. It’s that time again, the weekend. Sorry not been here for a couple of days. Yesterday I was so busy I had two interviews to do and a meeting that took longer than I expected. Today, different, I spent a long time at the dentist with Hub. Oh heck. It’s not good. The two thousand pounds has now turned into almost three thousand. So, where to get that amount of money? My poetry won’t even pay for his CT scan. Smile. Good job Hub works full time. For one tooth? They are like vets, not in every respect, haha, but they don’t know what to charge! The dentist is an Indian man, he is so lovely, I think he only see’s specialist cases, and I wish he saw just people who needed little things, I would see him, as he is so sweet and knows his stuff.
I think that one of the girls on reception, is one of Teen’s ex’s. If it is her, she is adorable. Waggs did so very well, it’s not the easiest walk and she gave me confidents today. Little Fella, was as ever amazing. But Waggatail lead the way. Some lady came up to us and said how beautiful the dogs were and what a big mouth LF had? Hahahaha. I didn’t tell her that Guide Dogs like to match the dogs with the owners…
Hub will have phone itis today as he has been on the phone for hours, apart from the time that was spent at the dentist. He has been on with work related issues, constantly.
Teen just rushed in, rushed upstairs, got his gym gear and rushed out, sped down the drive and off with his music in his car blasting. What the hurry is? Crazy.
He will come back, hurry his dinner and shower then rush out to see Shamrock. Rush rush rush.
It’s a beautiful day today. The daffodils are out in our garden. A lady told me the other day that they were looking lovely. The sun is shining and the yellow stuff in the sky is even warm. Oh, it was funny on our way back from the dentist, we passed a beautiful smell, well I thought it was nice. Hub said. Oh, what is that awful smell? I told him it was a shrub that is always out this time of year. He replied it’s awful, I told him I liked it…. Then LF did the almightiest sneeze. Then, cringe time as Hub replied that the smell was like urine….. The man next to the wall as we passed. Said it was the flowers he had in his hand….
Oopsie… A blindie moment…
Oh, the other day I bent down faster than I should have done. People tell me I am so overweight it’s because I move slower than they do… So, I took it upon board as they are right, normally I bend slowly so if there is something in the way, I don’t hurt myself too much. Well wham bam. Whack into an open cupboard door. Right on the corner right in my eye, oh the pain? I thought my eye would drop out right then. The sound of squelch it left me so dizzy and I felt so sick. I don’t know how I didn’t pass out. I felt as if I was going to faint. Oh, the pain? It still hurts two days later, I thought I will look like I have done a few rounds with Mike Tyson! All down my face is cut and Teen said my eye was blood shot and yellow around the socket. I have a lump on my eyebrow and I feel like the elephant woman. Each time I blink, it hurts like mad. Morrel of that story, stuff what everyone else thinks or says, do what is best for yourself.
OK have a good weekend. Stay safe, be grateful for the smaller things in life. Know you are needed by me at least. Hugs to you all. Xxxxxxxx
I think that one of the girls on reception, is one of Teen’s ex’s. If it is her, she is adorable. Waggs did so very well, it’s not the easiest walk and she gave me confidents today. Little Fella, was as ever amazing. But Waggatail lead the way. Some lady came up to us and said how beautiful the dogs were and what a big mouth LF had? Hahahaha. I didn’t tell her that Guide Dogs like to match the dogs with the owners…
Hub will have phone itis today as he has been on the phone for hours, apart from the time that was spent at the dentist. He has been on with work related issues, constantly.
Teen just rushed in, rushed upstairs, got his gym gear and rushed out, sped down the drive and off with his music in his car blasting. What the hurry is? Crazy.
He will come back, hurry his dinner and shower then rush out to see Shamrock. Rush rush rush.
It’s a beautiful day today. The daffodils are out in our garden. A lady told me the other day that they were looking lovely. The sun is shining and the yellow stuff in the sky is even warm. Oh, it was funny on our way back from the dentist, we passed a beautiful smell, well I thought it was nice. Hub said. Oh, what is that awful smell? I told him it was a shrub that is always out this time of year. He replied it’s awful, I told him I liked it…. Then LF did the almightiest sneeze. Then, cringe time as Hub replied that the smell was like urine….. The man next to the wall as we passed. Said it was the flowers he had in his hand….
Oopsie… A blindie moment…
Oh, the other day I bent down faster than I should have done. People tell me I am so overweight it’s because I move slower than they do… So, I took it upon board as they are right, normally I bend slowly so if there is something in the way, I don’t hurt myself too much. Well wham bam. Whack into an open cupboard door. Right on the corner right in my eye, oh the pain? I thought my eye would drop out right then. The sound of squelch it left me so dizzy and I felt so sick. I don’t know how I didn’t pass out. I felt as if I was going to faint. Oh, the pain? It still hurts two days later, I thought I will look like I have done a few rounds with Mike Tyson! All down my face is cut and Teen said my eye was blood shot and yellow around the socket. I have a lump on my eyebrow and I feel like the elephant woman. Each time I blink, it hurts like mad. Morrel of that story, stuff what everyone else thinks or says, do what is best for yourself.
OK have a good weekend. Stay safe, be grateful for the smaller things in life. Know you are needed by me at least. Hugs to you all. Xxxxxxxx
Wednesday, 15 February 2017
DIARY OF ALL LOVED UP BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. Well, Teen came home today, all loved up after yesterday’s Valentines evening. He took a beautiful bouquet and special card to Shamrocks house by car. He ordered a suit almost a week ago, to wear for this evening. Seriously, he in good old teen style, didn’t read the small print and didn’t tick the box that read free next day delivery, so he was sweating if it didn’t arrive in time for the big night.
I was a good Mum and stayed in waiting for this blooming parcel. At last it arrived yesterday at half two in the afternoon.
He looked so very handsome. Every time he is dressed to go out, I joke with him and say. “You are so beautiful Son. Say, thank you Mummy?””””” hahaha. He is so tall and just has such charisma! He smells so very good too. Shamrock is a very very lucky girl. She gave him a bottle of champagne and again, a lovely card.
They took a taxi to town, well, just outside town. They went to a cocktail bar and then onto the restaurant. Oh, the place they went to is my idea of pure hell. A very posh overpriced fish restaurant. And the food that Shamrock had, sounded absolutely disgusting. The fish had its poor head on. I hate that. How can anyone eat that? Heathens…. They had an oyster each too and the waitress took the shells, washed them and put them in a box for them to take home.
Oysters are under threat. More than 85% of the oyster reefs have been lost.
Oysters they say are an aphrodisiac. Well if I am with Hub when he is eating them, I feel sick. And no way I would eat one. Oysters have zinc in them this is what is meant to be good for men’s libido. Oyster shells are said to be good for your garden. You can buy the shells crushed from garden centres and putting them in your soil, makes your plants stronger.
If you count up to all the fish I have eaten before I became a vegetarian, it wouldn’t even come to half of a small fish.
Fish is meant to be good for your brain? Hahahha.an Enough already.
Well, they from all accounts had a great night. He came home for lunch. It was always was ready for him. He had an enormous breakfast today at the place where Shamrock works. With her he won’t go hungry. This time next year will Valentine’s day bring a proposal? We shall see.
Hub and I were saying that the next family wedding probably will be Teens, as he is the eldest and after him, is our nieces and nephews and they are too young. It’s scary.
I have so much to do in the office today and a meeting to go to later today but struggling to find the motivation. Wags will hopefully work well today, she should I’m just local. And at least it’s not raining.
Yesterday I received a very nice surprise in the post. Moon Peg, a company you can order on line cards, flowers and chocolates, then they send your recipient whatever without you even leaving the house. Sadly, it’s not blind friendly, which is so annoying.
My lovely friend Julie, sent me a card and delicious box of chocolates. Well, my birthday, Hub ate blooming half and then, to top it, he asked how many I had, I said five, he then said he will have two more then I am allowed two, then we will have had seven each? Hahhahaha. Em, excuse me? Oh my, they were the nicest chocolates I have had for ages. Lint milk chocolate.
I’m seeing her very soon and today she gave me some very exciting news. Oh, it’s the best news and I thank God, she is coming to her senses. I need to learn why the huge change though, as it’s a massive turn around.
OK, back to work we go. Later gators. X
I was a good Mum and stayed in waiting for this blooming parcel. At last it arrived yesterday at half two in the afternoon.
He looked so very handsome. Every time he is dressed to go out, I joke with him and say. “You are so beautiful Son. Say, thank you Mummy?””””” hahaha. He is so tall and just has such charisma! He smells so very good too. Shamrock is a very very lucky girl. She gave him a bottle of champagne and again, a lovely card.
They took a taxi to town, well, just outside town. They went to a cocktail bar and then onto the restaurant. Oh, the place they went to is my idea of pure hell. A very posh overpriced fish restaurant. And the food that Shamrock had, sounded absolutely disgusting. The fish had its poor head on. I hate that. How can anyone eat that? Heathens…. They had an oyster each too and the waitress took the shells, washed them and put them in a box for them to take home.
Oysters are under threat. More than 85% of the oyster reefs have been lost.
Oysters they say are an aphrodisiac. Well if I am with Hub when he is eating them, I feel sick. And no way I would eat one. Oysters have zinc in them this is what is meant to be good for men’s libido. Oyster shells are said to be good for your garden. You can buy the shells crushed from garden centres and putting them in your soil, makes your plants stronger.
If you count up to all the fish I have eaten before I became a vegetarian, it wouldn’t even come to half of a small fish.
Fish is meant to be good for your brain? Hahahha.an Enough already.
Well, they from all accounts had a great night. He came home for lunch. It was always was ready for him. He had an enormous breakfast today at the place where Shamrock works. With her he won’t go hungry. This time next year will Valentine’s day bring a proposal? We shall see.
Hub and I were saying that the next family wedding probably will be Teens, as he is the eldest and after him, is our nieces and nephews and they are too young. It’s scary.
I have so much to do in the office today and a meeting to go to later today but struggling to find the motivation. Wags will hopefully work well today, she should I’m just local. And at least it’s not raining.
Yesterday I received a very nice surprise in the post. Moon Peg, a company you can order on line cards, flowers and chocolates, then they send your recipient whatever without you even leaving the house. Sadly, it’s not blind friendly, which is so annoying.
My lovely friend Julie, sent me a card and delicious box of chocolates. Well, my birthday, Hub ate blooming half and then, to top it, he asked how many I had, I said five, he then said he will have two more then I am allowed two, then we will have had seven each? Hahhahaha. Em, excuse me? Oh my, they were the nicest chocolates I have had for ages. Lint milk chocolate.
I’m seeing her very soon and today she gave me some very exciting news. Oh, it’s the best news and I thank God, she is coming to her senses. I need to learn why the huge change though, as it’s a massive turn around.
OK, back to work we go. Later gators. X
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Tuesday, 14 February 2017
DIARY OF TEEN VALENTINE BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets, today is Valentine’s day. What does this mean to you? To me Valentines is a bit of fun when you are young free and single. To receive a card telling you are loved or at least admired, but to have no name on the bottom. It’s exciting and romantic. Or to dare to tell someone you are attracted to them that you wouldn’t normally tell, but when you are committed Valentines, Shmallentines!!!!
Last night I received some great news my friend’s daughter has just got engaged. I’m so happy for her as he is a good man, but today the same friend told me some very sad news, why can’t some people just be happy, without something awful happening? You can be a friend, but sometimes that isn’t enough. I feel helpless
I have just got in from a lovely walk around our lake. I met with a friend’s Mum. We found all the mud, slid down a bank and avoided the low flying geese, but in the end, we sat at a bench and had a chat only interrupted by a beautiful Labrador with his ball. Oh my, it was so soggy, I threw it for him, hoping not to knock someone’s head off. Oh, not a good idea, he came back and back and back again. Where was his owner? Oh, he was on his way, probably smiling thinking this is the life, out for a stroll whilst others entertain my dog. Haha.
It was so cold though after a while, the late winter sun wasn’t enough, so after putting the world to right, we came home.
Just been in Teen wonders bedroom to see if there are any cups for the dish washer, only went and found a candle I bought at Christmas, just a cheap one, but neither the less, there it was, lurking among his other five candles he has bought. His, are all still full. Mine? Hardly anything left in it. I could smack his leggies. Thankfully they are not my WoodWick ones, he would be in trouble then.
He’s out tonight for Valentine’s day. They are going to a cocktail bar first then onto a very overpriced restaurant. One that I really wouldn’t like to go. More on that tomorrow.
He has bought a brand-new suit to wear, a tie too and Shamrock has a baby blue dress and gold sandals with matching handbag.
So, whilst Hub is eating his mince and potatoes, in front of the TV, me a boring salad, Teen will be doing what he should be doing at his age, enjoying himself. Mind you, he will be so tired. Two days in a row working from half six and tomorrow in as well.
Best go for now, but before I do, some words to think about.
What did the stamp say to the envelope on Valentine’s day?
Answer?
I’m stuck on you.
(OK, sorry x)
Last night I received some great news my friend’s daughter has just got engaged. I’m so happy for her as he is a good man, but today the same friend told me some very sad news, why can’t some people just be happy, without something awful happening? You can be a friend, but sometimes that isn’t enough. I feel helpless
I have just got in from a lovely walk around our lake. I met with a friend’s Mum. We found all the mud, slid down a bank and avoided the low flying geese, but in the end, we sat at a bench and had a chat only interrupted by a beautiful Labrador with his ball. Oh my, it was so soggy, I threw it for him, hoping not to knock someone’s head off. Oh, not a good idea, he came back and back and back again. Where was his owner? Oh, he was on his way, probably smiling thinking this is the life, out for a stroll whilst others entertain my dog. Haha.
It was so cold though after a while, the late winter sun wasn’t enough, so after putting the world to right, we came home.
Just been in Teen wonders bedroom to see if there are any cups for the dish washer, only went and found a candle I bought at Christmas, just a cheap one, but neither the less, there it was, lurking among his other five candles he has bought. His, are all still full. Mine? Hardly anything left in it. I could smack his leggies. Thankfully they are not my WoodWick ones, he would be in trouble then.
He’s out tonight for Valentine’s day. They are going to a cocktail bar first then onto a very overpriced restaurant. One that I really wouldn’t like to go. More on that tomorrow.
He has bought a brand-new suit to wear, a tie too and Shamrock has a baby blue dress and gold sandals with matching handbag.
So, whilst Hub is eating his mince and potatoes, in front of the TV, me a boring salad, Teen will be doing what he should be doing at his age, enjoying himself. Mind you, he will be so tired. Two days in a row working from half six and tomorrow in as well.
Best go for now, but before I do, some words to think about.
What did the stamp say to the envelope on Valentine’s day?
Answer?
I’m stuck on you.
(OK, sorry x)
FOREVER VALENTINES BY FIONA CUMMINGS
FOREVER VALENTINES
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Bunches of red roses look pretty in a vase
But moreover, I like the look upon your face
Each day when I say I love you
How much you mean to me
Your voice excites me
Your words set me free
Your kisses steal my heart
Our souls will never be apart
Chocolates taste delicious
Especially when we share
But I have some wishes
One you will always be there
By my side
If not physically for a moment
In my heart for ever
To wipe tears I cry
And we will laugh together
On bad days, we will hide
Away from the world
In our own shell, we will find harmony
That can’t be bought with any amount of money
Our love is priceless
More valuable than a bar of gold
Our story has to be told
To those who doubt true love
I believe you were sent to me
From our maker above
I don’t need a card, to say what you mean to me
It’s not hard, when I have my heart
It beats in the rhythm of each breath you take
Our hands entwine
Knowing you are mine
I feel blessed to have you in my life
To sleep in your arms
And together facing daybreak
With you I will come to no harm
And I will protect you at all times
Happy forever Valentines
© Fiona Cummings
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Bunches of red roses look pretty in a vase
But moreover, I like the look upon your face
Each day when I say I love you
How much you mean to me
Your voice excites me
Your words set me free
Your kisses steal my heart
Our souls will never be apart
Chocolates taste delicious
Especially when we share
But I have some wishes
One you will always be there
By my side
If not physically for a moment
In my heart for ever
To wipe tears I cry
And we will laugh together
On bad days, we will hide
Away from the world
In our own shell, we will find harmony
That can’t be bought with any amount of money
Our love is priceless
More valuable than a bar of gold
Our story has to be told
To those who doubt true love
I believe you were sent to me
From our maker above
I don’t need a card, to say what you mean to me
It’s not hard, when I have my heart
It beats in the rhythm of each breath you take
Our hands entwine
Knowing you are mine
I feel blessed to have you in my life
To sleep in your arms
And together facing daybreak
With you I will come to no harm
And I will protect you at all times
Happy forever Valentines
© Fiona Cummings
Monday, 13 February 2017
BIRTHDAY DIARY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. The sun is shining, we had a proper winter for three days and the forecast is saying that we are to get very nice weather over the next few days. Though Saturday was dreadful for us, I hoped that the winter would continue for some time to come, just to get rid of the bugs for the summer. The wasps will come back this year full of muscles and even wearing leather jackets.
Thank you all so much for the beautiful messages I have received for my birthday. You are all so kind. From Australia, to India and South Africa, and Norway as well as America and Mexico. Parts of Europe too have took time out to say Happy birthday to me and for that I’m grateful.
My day started with beautiful gifts from my Husband. He bought me some magnificent flowers the day before, chosen by our very own flower picker, smile, Teen who has an eye for objects of beauty as these flowers are the nicest I have ever seen.
There are yellow tulips, roses and loopins and white roses too, as well as white looping’s and chrysanthemuns, gosh I hope I have spelt that right? and a white daisy with some lovely sprigs of greenery. I took a photograph of them and hoped that it would turn out OK? Teen looked at it and was shocked at how in his words was really good, now that may have been just the fact that I managed to point my phone in the right direction, who knows?
Hub bought me the most amazing gifts. Two, bronze statues of stallions. The detail is so real, some would say too real? Haha. Seriously the muscle definition is to such perfect detail. Both horses are free of saddles, great, just how I love to see horses, and both galloping. One is on a marble plimph the other not, but I have them on my lounge windowsill and they are facing each other as if to run towards one another. There are bronze ornaments in between, not many though and centrepiece is the bronze coloured candles of elephants that my Son bought me for Christmas.
Hub said it was a cheat gift because he loves bronze. I don’t mind him cheating with gifts…. As long as they are for me. Smile.
My Son bought me a lovely tin that says it’s for the leftover birthday cake, but inside it was full of Lush products. The fragrance is lovely and the tin has ducks on the lid.
The taxi came and on our way to a lovely little Restaurant in our town. We took a taxi because our Son perhaps wanted to have a drink? Haha, he had three, yep, three, coffee’s. But our town it’s so hard to park anywhere without having to pay a fortune or walk for miles to where we needed to be, so a taxi was the easy option.
The restaurant was recommended by a friend whose friend owns the Italian restaurant. Downstairs there is a delicatessen and upstairs is where you eat.
Oh wow, it was so special. I love Italian food, it is my most favourite country in the world for people, food and beauty. The smells were just stunning. It was so real. I could have been in a small restaurant in Italy. All around the walls were bottles of wine, there was a picture I must ask my friend to ask her friend where she bought it from, it’s two cherubs and you know what I am like for angel and so on paintings. Fairies, anything with wings basically. Smile. Oh, not aeroplanes…. Or birds though…
The floors and tables were rustic wood. The staff were so sweet and we received a platter on the house bless them full of delicious goodies. I won’t even try to pronounce what we all ate, but there were no empty plates. Hub had a beer I had a coke and we were entertained by Teen and Shamrocks humour.
At the end of the meal, Hub went with Teen and paid the bill and Shamrock and I went to the Deli and bought some olives and pastries. It was cringeworthy but so funny when Shamrock filled up a tub of olives then couldn’t close the lid? Hahahahaha. She told the lady behind the counter that she couldn’t put the lid on I thought the lady would have said don’t worry, I will do it? No, she replied. “Well, that is because you have put too many in?”” I died. As it was one price per tub. Shamrock wasn’t at all bothered. Hahaha. Cheek of the Irish perhaps? Or is that the luck of the Irish? Luck for us as I love olives. She is so funny really makes us laugh but as we say in the north. She has a neck for owt but soap. Now, my foreign students? Practice that phrase (A neck for owt but soap)
Another saying for today and its meaning? A safe pair of hands? Came I believe from the mid-19th century. It was a term used in cricket but now is widely used meaning someone is reliable.
Where I come from there is a language when used properly that not even English people from other parts of the country understand. For example, here are a few words with their translation.
Ahint. Means behind.
Airms, means arms
Alang, means along
Argie, means argue.
Beairn means child
Bait means food
Bonny means pretty
Bord means bird
Brickfist means breakfast
Brokken means broken
Babble to cry
Bullet, now this is a funny one? Can you guess what bullet means? Come on, give it a go? If a bairn asks for some bullets, what are they, the bairns, the children, asking for?
Answer?
Sweets.
Champion means good
If the bairns get claggy with their bullets, it means the children are getting sticky with their sweets, so claggy sticky. And that wouldn’t be champion.
Haha, so not only have you perhaps learned some English today, or perhaps, not? Hmm…. But you have learned some words from Newcastle. People from Newcastle are called Geordies.
Getting back to my day. We took a taxi back home, it was awful weather. So, cold and wet home to our warm house. I opened my cards one had a voucher in for a clothes shop, that was from my lovely friend Kinzy. Bless her, she never forgets and is so kind. I received some body lotion from my friend Artie and a lovely homemade card, a card from my friend Yvonne and besties Like, Trix and Hanz. Hub bought me a beautiful card with jewels on and my Son bought me a beautiful large card with a tactile heart and flowers on and my friend is coming over today with a card and gift and of course last week was started off with a lunching with my lovely friend Geordie when we went to a wonderful coffee shop. But your words have been implanted in my heart, so thank you so much.
I made a tea party with different kinds of sandwiches, pizza, sausage rolls, crisps and crackers and little cakes as well as my birthday cake that I bought, and put the candles on. I asked teen to take a picture of the tea table but cloth ears took a photograph of the cake only and published it to Facebook saying that it was our birthday dinner? Hahahahaha. Just the cake and it was nothing special either. Not like it was a decorated cake? With two pathetic candles sticking out. Well if I put as many as my age on, we may have had to call the fire brigade.
A beautiful day. Another birthday. I hope many more? X
Thank you all so much for the beautiful messages I have received for my birthday. You are all so kind. From Australia, to India and South Africa, and Norway as well as America and Mexico. Parts of Europe too have took time out to say Happy birthday to me and for that I’m grateful.
My day started with beautiful gifts from my Husband. He bought me some magnificent flowers the day before, chosen by our very own flower picker, smile, Teen who has an eye for objects of beauty as these flowers are the nicest I have ever seen.
There are yellow tulips, roses and loopins and white roses too, as well as white looping’s and chrysanthemuns, gosh I hope I have spelt that right? and a white daisy with some lovely sprigs of greenery. I took a photograph of them and hoped that it would turn out OK? Teen looked at it and was shocked at how in his words was really good, now that may have been just the fact that I managed to point my phone in the right direction, who knows?
Hub bought me the most amazing gifts. Two, bronze statues of stallions. The detail is so real, some would say too real? Haha. Seriously the muscle definition is to such perfect detail. Both horses are free of saddles, great, just how I love to see horses, and both galloping. One is on a marble plimph the other not, but I have them on my lounge windowsill and they are facing each other as if to run towards one another. There are bronze ornaments in between, not many though and centrepiece is the bronze coloured candles of elephants that my Son bought me for Christmas.
Hub said it was a cheat gift because he loves bronze. I don’t mind him cheating with gifts…. As long as they are for me. Smile.
My Son bought me a lovely tin that says it’s for the leftover birthday cake, but inside it was full of Lush products. The fragrance is lovely and the tin has ducks on the lid.
The taxi came and on our way to a lovely little Restaurant in our town. We took a taxi because our Son perhaps wanted to have a drink? Haha, he had three, yep, three, coffee’s. But our town it’s so hard to park anywhere without having to pay a fortune or walk for miles to where we needed to be, so a taxi was the easy option.
The restaurant was recommended by a friend whose friend owns the Italian restaurant. Downstairs there is a delicatessen and upstairs is where you eat.
Oh wow, it was so special. I love Italian food, it is my most favourite country in the world for people, food and beauty. The smells were just stunning. It was so real. I could have been in a small restaurant in Italy. All around the walls were bottles of wine, there was a picture I must ask my friend to ask her friend where she bought it from, it’s two cherubs and you know what I am like for angel and so on paintings. Fairies, anything with wings basically. Smile. Oh, not aeroplanes…. Or birds though…
The floors and tables were rustic wood. The staff were so sweet and we received a platter on the house bless them full of delicious goodies. I won’t even try to pronounce what we all ate, but there were no empty plates. Hub had a beer I had a coke and we were entertained by Teen and Shamrocks humour.
At the end of the meal, Hub went with Teen and paid the bill and Shamrock and I went to the Deli and bought some olives and pastries. It was cringeworthy but so funny when Shamrock filled up a tub of olives then couldn’t close the lid? Hahahahaha. She told the lady behind the counter that she couldn’t put the lid on I thought the lady would have said don’t worry, I will do it? No, she replied. “Well, that is because you have put too many in?”” I died. As it was one price per tub. Shamrock wasn’t at all bothered. Hahaha. Cheek of the Irish perhaps? Or is that the luck of the Irish? Luck for us as I love olives. She is so funny really makes us laugh but as we say in the north. She has a neck for owt but soap. Now, my foreign students? Practice that phrase (A neck for owt but soap)
Another saying for today and its meaning? A safe pair of hands? Came I believe from the mid-19th century. It was a term used in cricket but now is widely used meaning someone is reliable.
Where I come from there is a language when used properly that not even English people from other parts of the country understand. For example, here are a few words with their translation.
Ahint. Means behind.
Airms, means arms
Alang, means along
Argie, means argue.
Beairn means child
Bait means food
Bonny means pretty
Bord means bird
Brickfist means breakfast
Brokken means broken
Babble to cry
Bullet, now this is a funny one? Can you guess what bullet means? Come on, give it a go? If a bairn asks for some bullets, what are they, the bairns, the children, asking for?
Answer?
Sweets.
Champion means good
If the bairns get claggy with their bullets, it means the children are getting sticky with their sweets, so claggy sticky. And that wouldn’t be champion.
Haha, so not only have you perhaps learned some English today, or perhaps, not? Hmm…. But you have learned some words from Newcastle. People from Newcastle are called Geordies.
Getting back to my day. We took a taxi back home, it was awful weather. So, cold and wet home to our warm house. I opened my cards one had a voucher in for a clothes shop, that was from my lovely friend Kinzy. Bless her, she never forgets and is so kind. I received some body lotion from my friend Artie and a lovely homemade card, a card from my friend Yvonne and besties Like, Trix and Hanz. Hub bought me a beautiful card with jewels on and my Son bought me a beautiful large card with a tactile heart and flowers on and my friend is coming over today with a card and gift and of course last week was started off with a lunching with my lovely friend Geordie when we went to a wonderful coffee shop. But your words have been implanted in my heart, so thank you so much.
I made a tea party with different kinds of sandwiches, pizza, sausage rolls, crisps and crackers and little cakes as well as my birthday cake that I bought, and put the candles on. I asked teen to take a picture of the tea table but cloth ears took a photograph of the cake only and published it to Facebook saying that it was our birthday dinner? Hahahahaha. Just the cake and it was nothing special either. Not like it was a decorated cake? With two pathetic candles sticking out. Well if I put as many as my age on, we may have had to call the fire brigade.
A beautiful day. Another birthday. I hope many more? X
Saturday, 11 February 2017
THE DAMP DANGEROUS JOURNEY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good afternoon Bloggets. Oh, my word. I’m absolutely freezing. I have been in for half an hour and I can’t tell you what a blooming awful journey home we have had. Not that any words would describe just what a day we have had, I say day, Hub is OK.
me?
Our morning started off where we missed our bus by a couple of minutes. So, it was a long fifteen minutes before the next one, I say long, because it was so cold and a cross between rain and snow, so sleet fell heavy from the sky, beating an icy drum on us. A soft breeze blew but was full of bitter cold crushed ice.
Eventually our bus came. Warmth at last. Hmm. Not quite. There was no heat on in the bus and in the summer, it is blasting, but that was nothing to coming home later on in our day.
We got off the bus that wasn’t busy thankfully, and Hubs Little Fella did some great work. Bless him, he shivered all the way. Then to lay on a cold bus floor, but still, he worked so well and I was doing Okay until there were a load of people and I couldn’t use my white cane properly, there was no room at all to manoeuvre it to find where I needed to be and locate obstacles, so went slamming into a post. All in the day of getting around our town, without a guide dog My little Waggatail was in the house with Teen nice and warm. We need to live in a village for her to work. She is great locally but as you know, doesn’t do busy areas. I have always been told by Guide Dogs that I am a low user. A term I hate. Low user means I don’t travel on public transport to work and back every day, I don’t go to London and hop on and off the tube or just have to deal with noisy transport, so I get guide dogs that are happy to potter around. If I ever get another guide dog, and I’m told I have to have a dog that is fragile again, I will just do without because it’s not nice to get as stressed as I got today.
After the town, we headed back for our bus. Again, LF was amazing the new bus stop he has only done three times and it’s really difficult to locate, he went right up to it and Hub said that he put his nose on the post to signal where they were. The dog that is, not Hub… Posts are for me to put my nose on. Hahaha. Oh, the noise in the town was awful. They have built a block of flats or I guess they call them these days’ apartments, always been flats in England, and apartments in the US, but now we are calling them the American way. Well, haha, others are, me, nope, they are blooming flats. Why flats? Goodness knows as they are far from flat. The new block, is right where we stand for our bus home and they cost for a two bedroom… £1,000000. Looking out of the front of their windows they face onto a dreadful main road with busses every five minutes as well as emergency vehicles and all the normal cars as well as big motor bikes. I would hate that, wouldn’t you? And one million pounds? Oh my.
We waited ages for a bus. One came at last, on we got, hoping it would be ours as there were about three busses that pulled up but they went to different places. It wouldn’t be the first time we had caught the wrong one. Mind you, in the eight years Hub and I have been together, we have only caught the wrong bus twice. Almost three times if you count today?
There was a lovely friendly man on our bus who started to talk to us. He was so intelligent, saying he was from just outside London and was on his way to the hospital to visit someone. Then on came the regular. Oh heck, bless him. He seems to live his life on a bus. Usually our, bus. He talks to everyone and when no one speaks to him, he talks to himself. Only problem is, I can’t understand him. It’s so sad as he tries to chat to everyone and anyone on the bus, and no one wants to talk to him. But this lovely man from London, oh bless him, he was on the same seat as him. So, no escape. Well, he spoke that much that the man ended up getting off too early. Having said that what would normally take us twenty five minutes to get back, took today, fifty. I was shivering. It was cold and wet and no heating on the bus and I stupidly wore a waterproof jacket rather than a winter coat. Why did it take so long? Hmm. Who knows only I think our driver was new and should be took off the road. He was driving as slow as possible and kept stopping asking his radio questions. Whilst he waited for an answer, he pulled to one side so we were stuck in traffic that is what it was like.
One time we stood still for over seven minutes. Anyway, loads of people got off at one stop. Hub asked me why I thought they were all getting off? Long and short of it was the driver went the wrong way home and we did wonder how we weren’t recognising our location? It wasn’t turning where it should and we didn’t go over the rough road or the tiny round about. Well, we had passed our stop by two stops and had to stay on the bus and get off on the next stop as the bus started to head back into town.
As we stepped off the forever bus, the sounds were so foreign. We were in a totally different area as far as we knew. The sleet was lashing down, the roads were louder than normal and my bones were chilled. Our poor dog was even wet and still shivering. Well, where were we? The driver was absolutely hopeless. I wonder if he was really a learner? If so, he should stick to a push bike.
I told Hub we were so lost, he said no, he knew where we were? Well, we turned left, we found a bus shelter, I asked if it was the one near the Doctors? No, Hub replied, we came to a kerb. Was this a small side road or a blooming huge serious road? Well, we wouldn’t know really until we crossed it. We waited until we couldn’t hear any cars too near and crossed and hoped.
No middle islands thank goodness. So not a major road. We seemed to walk slightly to the left, oh no, there were cars coming to the left heading towards us, and then there were cars coming along next to us quick, get to a path? Where was the path? Hub calmly asked LF to find the kerb. Sometimes there isn’t one what if it was a roundabout?
On a kerb, but it was grass. Oh gosh. Already I was in a state. We kept walking until we found a path and Hub kept saying he knew where he was? Well, how come I didn’t I hadn’t been there in my life. Hub laughed and said that is what I said the last time I had been there. Now he was being flippant. He was lost and getting us more lost by walking in my opinion in the wrong direction to where our street was.
Another road, another different sound. Then Hub said we were at the park passing by the zoo no monkeys out there today. But we weren’t. I know we were heading towards destination unknown.
There were huge open spaces. I obviously can’t see anything just can hear traffic and I felt so sick. Standing at another crossing then a harsh right turn. Why right? Oh, the path was so narrow at this point. Hub was way ahead of me now, he had to keep stopping until I caught up. Walking with our guide dogs is so much faster than a white cane. Oh, hang on, I smelt a shrub in the air that I smell all winter, was it the same one?
The path was different though I still didn’t know where I was.
Then a door of a house closed. Oh wow, please let that be the oddly sounding door I have heard many times on my journeys? But then another strange road to cross. I was dizzy. The world was trying to eat me up. The fear was awful my heart was pounding. I wanted to cry we were so lost. Hub was so chilled. That wasn’t helping normally if we are in town, it’s him who stresses and me who is calm, I guess that is why we are so good for each other, as if we both were to be anxious, it would be dangerous. Haha.
Well slam again, my stick this time wacked a metal box. What was it? Hub was silent, where was he? Oh, gosh had I lost him? Also, he didn’t have his phone as I asked him in town, I like to know he has it so if we do get separated, we can call each other and he told me he forgot it.
You will not believe this? I was actually around the corner from our street. Gosh that box I knew. Thank goodness for that. We got home into the warmth and I was in so much shock with our journey which is normally so easy.
Two cups of tea later I’m still shattered emotionally and totally drained Hub is yawning and Little Fella is fast asleep in bed. Little Wagga is next to him in his bed, not hers, she was so glad to see him. Teen said she cried at the door when we were away, Teen tried to play with her toys to make her happy but she didn’t want to know.
I did have a lovely ending though, more on that later, but seriously, what should have took one and a half hours today took three hours and ten minutes. Bring on a cure please for vision? It’s dangerous out there. Haha. But again, we did it, we are back safely thanks to LF and Hub today that is for sure. X
me?
Our morning started off where we missed our bus by a couple of minutes. So, it was a long fifteen minutes before the next one, I say long, because it was so cold and a cross between rain and snow, so sleet fell heavy from the sky, beating an icy drum on us. A soft breeze blew but was full of bitter cold crushed ice.
Eventually our bus came. Warmth at last. Hmm. Not quite. There was no heat on in the bus and in the summer, it is blasting, but that was nothing to coming home later on in our day.
We got off the bus that wasn’t busy thankfully, and Hubs Little Fella did some great work. Bless him, he shivered all the way. Then to lay on a cold bus floor, but still, he worked so well and I was doing Okay until there were a load of people and I couldn’t use my white cane properly, there was no room at all to manoeuvre it to find where I needed to be and locate obstacles, so went slamming into a post. All in the day of getting around our town, without a guide dog My little Waggatail was in the house with Teen nice and warm. We need to live in a village for her to work. She is great locally but as you know, doesn’t do busy areas. I have always been told by Guide Dogs that I am a low user. A term I hate. Low user means I don’t travel on public transport to work and back every day, I don’t go to London and hop on and off the tube or just have to deal with noisy transport, so I get guide dogs that are happy to potter around. If I ever get another guide dog, and I’m told I have to have a dog that is fragile again, I will just do without because it’s not nice to get as stressed as I got today.
After the town, we headed back for our bus. Again, LF was amazing the new bus stop he has only done three times and it’s really difficult to locate, he went right up to it and Hub said that he put his nose on the post to signal where they were. The dog that is, not Hub… Posts are for me to put my nose on. Hahaha. Oh, the noise in the town was awful. They have built a block of flats or I guess they call them these days’ apartments, always been flats in England, and apartments in the US, but now we are calling them the American way. Well, haha, others are, me, nope, they are blooming flats. Why flats? Goodness knows as they are far from flat. The new block, is right where we stand for our bus home and they cost for a two bedroom… £1,000000. Looking out of the front of their windows they face onto a dreadful main road with busses every five minutes as well as emergency vehicles and all the normal cars as well as big motor bikes. I would hate that, wouldn’t you? And one million pounds? Oh my.
We waited ages for a bus. One came at last, on we got, hoping it would be ours as there were about three busses that pulled up but they went to different places. It wouldn’t be the first time we had caught the wrong one. Mind you, in the eight years Hub and I have been together, we have only caught the wrong bus twice. Almost three times if you count today?
There was a lovely friendly man on our bus who started to talk to us. He was so intelligent, saying he was from just outside London and was on his way to the hospital to visit someone. Then on came the regular. Oh heck, bless him. He seems to live his life on a bus. Usually our, bus. He talks to everyone and when no one speaks to him, he talks to himself. Only problem is, I can’t understand him. It’s so sad as he tries to chat to everyone and anyone on the bus, and no one wants to talk to him. But this lovely man from London, oh bless him, he was on the same seat as him. So, no escape. Well, he spoke that much that the man ended up getting off too early. Having said that what would normally take us twenty five minutes to get back, took today, fifty. I was shivering. It was cold and wet and no heating on the bus and I stupidly wore a waterproof jacket rather than a winter coat. Why did it take so long? Hmm. Who knows only I think our driver was new and should be took off the road. He was driving as slow as possible and kept stopping asking his radio questions. Whilst he waited for an answer, he pulled to one side so we were stuck in traffic that is what it was like.
One time we stood still for over seven minutes. Anyway, loads of people got off at one stop. Hub asked me why I thought they were all getting off? Long and short of it was the driver went the wrong way home and we did wonder how we weren’t recognising our location? It wasn’t turning where it should and we didn’t go over the rough road or the tiny round about. Well, we had passed our stop by two stops and had to stay on the bus and get off on the next stop as the bus started to head back into town.
As we stepped off the forever bus, the sounds were so foreign. We were in a totally different area as far as we knew. The sleet was lashing down, the roads were louder than normal and my bones were chilled. Our poor dog was even wet and still shivering. Well, where were we? The driver was absolutely hopeless. I wonder if he was really a learner? If so, he should stick to a push bike.
I told Hub we were so lost, he said no, he knew where we were? Well, we turned left, we found a bus shelter, I asked if it was the one near the Doctors? No, Hub replied, we came to a kerb. Was this a small side road or a blooming huge serious road? Well, we wouldn’t know really until we crossed it. We waited until we couldn’t hear any cars too near and crossed and hoped.
No middle islands thank goodness. So not a major road. We seemed to walk slightly to the left, oh no, there were cars coming to the left heading towards us, and then there were cars coming along next to us quick, get to a path? Where was the path? Hub calmly asked LF to find the kerb. Sometimes there isn’t one what if it was a roundabout?
On a kerb, but it was grass. Oh gosh. Already I was in a state. We kept walking until we found a path and Hub kept saying he knew where he was? Well, how come I didn’t I hadn’t been there in my life. Hub laughed and said that is what I said the last time I had been there. Now he was being flippant. He was lost and getting us more lost by walking in my opinion in the wrong direction to where our street was.
Another road, another different sound. Then Hub said we were at the park passing by the zoo no monkeys out there today. But we weren’t. I know we were heading towards destination unknown.
There were huge open spaces. I obviously can’t see anything just can hear traffic and I felt so sick. Standing at another crossing then a harsh right turn. Why right? Oh, the path was so narrow at this point. Hub was way ahead of me now, he had to keep stopping until I caught up. Walking with our guide dogs is so much faster than a white cane. Oh, hang on, I smelt a shrub in the air that I smell all winter, was it the same one?
The path was different though I still didn’t know where I was.
Then a door of a house closed. Oh wow, please let that be the oddly sounding door I have heard many times on my journeys? But then another strange road to cross. I was dizzy. The world was trying to eat me up. The fear was awful my heart was pounding. I wanted to cry we were so lost. Hub was so chilled. That wasn’t helping normally if we are in town, it’s him who stresses and me who is calm, I guess that is why we are so good for each other, as if we both were to be anxious, it would be dangerous. Haha.
Well slam again, my stick this time wacked a metal box. What was it? Hub was silent, where was he? Oh, gosh had I lost him? Also, he didn’t have his phone as I asked him in town, I like to know he has it so if we do get separated, we can call each other and he told me he forgot it.
You will not believe this? I was actually around the corner from our street. Gosh that box I knew. Thank goodness for that. We got home into the warmth and I was in so much shock with our journey which is normally so easy.
Two cups of tea later I’m still shattered emotionally and totally drained Hub is yawning and Little Fella is fast asleep in bed. Little Wagga is next to him in his bed, not hers, she was so glad to see him. Teen said she cried at the door when we were away, Teen tried to play with her toys to make her happy but she didn’t want to know.
I did have a lovely ending though, more on that later, but seriously, what should have took one and a half hours today took three hours and ten minutes. Bring on a cure please for vision? It’s dangerous out there. Haha. But again, we did it, we are back safely thanks to LF and Hub today that is for sure. X
Friday, 10 February 2017
FRIDAYS DIARY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. Today is the birthday of my bestie Trix. I wish I could be with her on such a day, but she has a big family around her and I know she will have a great weekend. Gosh, she has reached the age of fifty. I can’t believe it, of course she is donkey’s years older than me. Hahahaha. This is a test to see if she reads my blogs, right? She may wish to pin the tail somewhere unpleasant….
Hub working from home, he has been in a conference call for over half an hour, Teen been home for lunch, he loved it, it was left over from yesterday’s dinner. I made spaghetti Bolognese. Both Teen and Hub enjoyed it. Though I may have got a bit carried away with the garlic. I didn’t even have any because it’s meat, and after a zillion times of washing my hands, I still smell garlic on my skin. I keep saying I should wear those disposable gloves. I hate the smell of it cooking and preparing with it. But you can’t make that dish without it, right?
I guess at least one of us will be coming home stinking of garlic on Sunday? Four of us are going to an Italians for my birthday. I really don’t know what on earth Hub has bought me, but whatever it is, it took our lovely guy who sometimes takes Hub to work to lift it in yesterday and he sounded puffed out when he put the item down. Why was it delivered to work? Not sure but Hub said it was because of my social life of late, he wasn’t sure I was going to be in. Cheeky so an so. I have been out three times in two weeks.
Hmm. I guess that is a lot for me. Hahaha.
Teen going to be in tonight with us as his gf is watching a movie with her Mum and Sister. The thing is, I’m sure the movie they have picked is a little on the naughty side? Gosh, no way I could watch anything like that with my Mum. I don’t even think I would want to??? Teen off tomorrow and Sunday, so looking forward to having a family weekend.
I received a cold call today and this is how the conversation went.
“Good morning Madam. How are you today?””
Me. Fine thank you?
“Can I ask you were you happy without quotation?””
Me. Well, it would help if you told me what I have been quoted for?
“Oh, I’m calling about the quote you got from Anglian windows.””
Me. Well as I told your head office, please remove me from your list I don’t want to know. Seriously, we had a PVC party, nothing kinky, but we must have had about five different quotes five different sales people coming out, and none of the other companies have been a pest, but Anglian? Shocking, they must have phoned us at least a dozen times. All twelve times I told them to remove our number. I can’t stand it when that happens. Good news though, after five long years, I at last think I have won the battle to receive our Mortgage annual estimate to come in Braille. But I shall reserve judgement until it actually comes.
Tomorrow is going to be fun. Hub and I are off on an adventure into our busy town and it’s due to snow. Great. Also, our dogs are due to go for a walk in the afternoon. I do worry about our lovely June walking and driving in that kind of weather but of course, she won’t let us or moreover the dogs down. It may be a case that we say no tomorrow. I don’t like the idea that she is standing in a field in that weather. She is no spring chick! But the dogs will be heartbroken also she loves to take them, no matter what the weather, she says she has boots and layers of clothing bless her. So, let’s see.
At last we are getting proper winter weather, we need it. I just pray it’s not going to be icy.
Just found out my friend from London is coming in a couple of weekends. So on the 25th Great, looking forward.
I hope you have a lovely weekend wherever you are, whatever you do, I really appreciate your loyalty and one day, when I’m a famous author, hahaha, I will always remember you. Before I go words for thought.
Some people are like clouds. When they go away, it’s a much brighter day.
Some people are like the sun, when they are around you, you feel warm and happy.
Always be positive. *Trips down the stairs* “Few, I got down those stairs pretty quick!”
Later gators. X
Hub working from home, he has been in a conference call for over half an hour, Teen been home for lunch, he loved it, it was left over from yesterday’s dinner. I made spaghetti Bolognese. Both Teen and Hub enjoyed it. Though I may have got a bit carried away with the garlic. I didn’t even have any because it’s meat, and after a zillion times of washing my hands, I still smell garlic on my skin. I keep saying I should wear those disposable gloves. I hate the smell of it cooking and preparing with it. But you can’t make that dish without it, right?
I guess at least one of us will be coming home stinking of garlic on Sunday? Four of us are going to an Italians for my birthday. I really don’t know what on earth Hub has bought me, but whatever it is, it took our lovely guy who sometimes takes Hub to work to lift it in yesterday and he sounded puffed out when he put the item down. Why was it delivered to work? Not sure but Hub said it was because of my social life of late, he wasn’t sure I was going to be in. Cheeky so an so. I have been out three times in two weeks.
Hmm. I guess that is a lot for me. Hahaha.
Teen going to be in tonight with us as his gf is watching a movie with her Mum and Sister. The thing is, I’m sure the movie they have picked is a little on the naughty side? Gosh, no way I could watch anything like that with my Mum. I don’t even think I would want to??? Teen off tomorrow and Sunday, so looking forward to having a family weekend.
I received a cold call today and this is how the conversation went.
“Good morning Madam. How are you today?””
Me. Fine thank you?
“Can I ask you were you happy without quotation?””
Me. Well, it would help if you told me what I have been quoted for?
“Oh, I’m calling about the quote you got from Anglian windows.””
Me. Well as I told your head office, please remove me from your list I don’t want to know. Seriously, we had a PVC party, nothing kinky, but we must have had about five different quotes five different sales people coming out, and none of the other companies have been a pest, but Anglian? Shocking, they must have phoned us at least a dozen times. All twelve times I told them to remove our number. I can’t stand it when that happens. Good news though, after five long years, I at last think I have won the battle to receive our Mortgage annual estimate to come in Braille. But I shall reserve judgement until it actually comes.
Tomorrow is going to be fun. Hub and I are off on an adventure into our busy town and it’s due to snow. Great. Also, our dogs are due to go for a walk in the afternoon. I do worry about our lovely June walking and driving in that kind of weather but of course, she won’t let us or moreover the dogs down. It may be a case that we say no tomorrow. I don’t like the idea that she is standing in a field in that weather. She is no spring chick! But the dogs will be heartbroken also she loves to take them, no matter what the weather, she says she has boots and layers of clothing bless her. So, let’s see.
At last we are getting proper winter weather, we need it. I just pray it’s not going to be icy.
Just found out my friend from London is coming in a couple of weekends. So on the 25th Great, looking forward.
I hope you have a lovely weekend wherever you are, whatever you do, I really appreciate your loyalty and one day, when I’m a famous author, hahaha, I will always remember you. Before I go words for thought.
Some people are like clouds. When they go away, it’s a much brighter day.
Some people are like the sun, when they are around you, you feel warm and happy.
Always be positive. *Trips down the stairs* “Few, I got down those stairs pretty quick!”
Later gators. X
Wednesday, 8 February 2017
DIARY OF THE DAY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. My morning started in the same way it does most mornings. I hear Teen wonder getting up for work, though he is very considerate bless him and is very quiet, our house is not big so we hear everything if we are on the same floor. I did feel for him, the weather felt cold out there as the bedroom air was slightly chilly. It was a little after six so I knew it wasn’t worth going back to sleep as hub wouldn’t be much longer. Hub left for work and sounded tired. The prospect of not having a holiday this year is really getting to him. And he is so worried about what to do about his tooth. Looks like the only option is the huge amount of money to pay out.
I stayed under the warmth of my duvet for another forty minutes, but reached for my phone to turn on our heating on a higher number. The smart heating is great for us. We have the light bulb too, at the bottom of the stairs, if Hub is away on business, I can turn it on from my phone if I hear something… Normally a car door, haha, I’m such a wimp when he is not home. So, the light would be great only Teen keeps turning it off at the switch and you have to leave it on to activate. I wouldn’t care, he blooming leaves other lights on all over the house. Last night I opened our kitchen door and saw all the light switches were turned on. If I had to work away, our electric bill would be so high. Hub says he can’t see the lights and he doesn’t know which way is on and what is off. Hmm. Well I can’t see the blooming lights either but I learned which way was on and off. He has three degrees and not in soft subjects either, and he can’t learn how to do the lights? I guess I’m the same with the TV. I freez whenever Hub or Teen tries to teach me. I don’t like it, that is for others to work. Haha.
I got out of bed. Same boring view of nothingness. One day I really hope, I will walk to our bathroom mirror and see myself looking back at me. It’s company, right? Mind you, it’s been nineteen years since I was able to see myself in the mirror, I may have a heart attack with what is facing me.
I didn’t feel any heat through the window of my bedroom. But wouldn’t really know until I took the dog out.
My Waggatail was waiting for me patiently as I took a while to get ready as of course going out with my friend today, so wasn’t just the normal joggers and comfort top. Dolled up, as my dear Dad would have said. I took the wagging one out and felt damp in the air. Only the smell of fumes. No chocolate factory today. I love the smell of that but the wind has to be blowing in the right direction. It can be smelt all over our area for a few miles, just one factory. I love it but some don’t.
Then later on this morning, time for my shopping to be delivered. Not a huge one this week, but still, putting it away? Only one item today flumnoxed me. I guessed everything else, of course it helps because I ordered the shopping on line, so I have a rough idea what things are. But this one item? Surely not dog treats? In a too fancy of a box.. Well faithful IPhone, thank you Apple. I opened my ap, Tap Tap See and pressed the camera and waited. About eight seconds later my phone said in a nice lady’s voice. “Instructions…”” Well, that’s blooming helpful? Second picture, waited about ten or just a little longer and the voice in my hand read. “Green and black plastic box.”” Great, come on, just tell me? We really do have to have patience us blind folk.
The third picture told me it was Toothbrush heads. For hubs electric brush, thank goodness. All in all, to learn that took about thirty seconds. So, I’m glad,, I didn’t have to do that with every shopping item? Considering there were 52 items.
I get asked all of the time how do Hub and I know what is what when we receive our groceries. Well, we have no choice. We just have to learn.
Hub even knows the difference between normal pasta sauce for example and mayonnaise? He said he can hear the eggs. Hahaha. I just laugh but he is serious. He taps the bottom of the jar and it does sound different. That is too clever.
Just put Teens lunch on. Pasta, well I say on, I have put it in hot water it’s fresh pasta so will take a couple of minutes to cook. It’s stuffed pasta but he will need tuna to go with it… He needs his protein he tells me. Don’t we all? Smile, I think I may be getting my protein today for lunch, or maybe not… One thinks not. Looking forward to it though. I love to go out with Geordie. She is such a breath of fresh air. So, on that note, I will end by saying thank you to those who have followed my blogs of late, and thank you Mary for sharing one of my blogs, it was the most read blog this year so far. To my Twitter Tweetetts? Haha, again, thank you I think it is a miracle how you follow me because when I put anything out there on Twitter land, I really don’t have a clue what the heckers I’m doing, I mean, when I push the # button, it reads to me number, but whenever I read anything that other people have written, it reads hashtag? Can anyone tell me what I’m doing wrong? I just don’t get Twitter so when I see someone new has followed me, I’m like, oooooo, really? How? Smile.
Will love you and leave you for now. Xx
I stayed under the warmth of my duvet for another forty minutes, but reached for my phone to turn on our heating on a higher number. The smart heating is great for us. We have the light bulb too, at the bottom of the stairs, if Hub is away on business, I can turn it on from my phone if I hear something… Normally a car door, haha, I’m such a wimp when he is not home. So, the light would be great only Teen keeps turning it off at the switch and you have to leave it on to activate. I wouldn’t care, he blooming leaves other lights on all over the house. Last night I opened our kitchen door and saw all the light switches were turned on. If I had to work away, our electric bill would be so high. Hub says he can’t see the lights and he doesn’t know which way is on and what is off. Hmm. Well I can’t see the blooming lights either but I learned which way was on and off. He has three degrees and not in soft subjects either, and he can’t learn how to do the lights? I guess I’m the same with the TV. I freez whenever Hub or Teen tries to teach me. I don’t like it, that is for others to work. Haha.
I got out of bed. Same boring view of nothingness. One day I really hope, I will walk to our bathroom mirror and see myself looking back at me. It’s company, right? Mind you, it’s been nineteen years since I was able to see myself in the mirror, I may have a heart attack with what is facing me.
I didn’t feel any heat through the window of my bedroom. But wouldn’t really know until I took the dog out.
My Waggatail was waiting for me patiently as I took a while to get ready as of course going out with my friend today, so wasn’t just the normal joggers and comfort top. Dolled up, as my dear Dad would have said. I took the wagging one out and felt damp in the air. Only the smell of fumes. No chocolate factory today. I love the smell of that but the wind has to be blowing in the right direction. It can be smelt all over our area for a few miles, just one factory. I love it but some don’t.
Then later on this morning, time for my shopping to be delivered. Not a huge one this week, but still, putting it away? Only one item today flumnoxed me. I guessed everything else, of course it helps because I ordered the shopping on line, so I have a rough idea what things are. But this one item? Surely not dog treats? In a too fancy of a box.. Well faithful IPhone, thank you Apple. I opened my ap, Tap Tap See and pressed the camera and waited. About eight seconds later my phone said in a nice lady’s voice. “Instructions…”” Well, that’s blooming helpful? Second picture, waited about ten or just a little longer and the voice in my hand read. “Green and black plastic box.”” Great, come on, just tell me? We really do have to have patience us blind folk.
The third picture told me it was Toothbrush heads. For hubs electric brush, thank goodness. All in all, to learn that took about thirty seconds. So, I’m glad,, I didn’t have to do that with every shopping item? Considering there were 52 items.
I get asked all of the time how do Hub and I know what is what when we receive our groceries. Well, we have no choice. We just have to learn.
Hub even knows the difference between normal pasta sauce for example and mayonnaise? He said he can hear the eggs. Hahaha. I just laugh but he is serious. He taps the bottom of the jar and it does sound different. That is too clever.
Just put Teens lunch on. Pasta, well I say on, I have put it in hot water it’s fresh pasta so will take a couple of minutes to cook. It’s stuffed pasta but he will need tuna to go with it… He needs his protein he tells me. Don’t we all? Smile, I think I may be getting my protein today for lunch, or maybe not… One thinks not. Looking forward to it though. I love to go out with Geordie. She is such a breath of fresh air. So, on that note, I will end by saying thank you to those who have followed my blogs of late, and thank you Mary for sharing one of my blogs, it was the most read blog this year so far. To my Twitter Tweetetts? Haha, again, thank you I think it is a miracle how you follow me because when I put anything out there on Twitter land, I really don’t have a clue what the heckers I’m doing, I mean, when I push the # button, it reads to me number, but whenever I read anything that other people have written, it reads hashtag? Can anyone tell me what I’m doing wrong? I just don’t get Twitter so when I see someone new has followed me, I’m like, oooooo, really? How? Smile.
Will love you and leave you for now. Xx
Tuesday, 7 February 2017
FIRES IN THE SKY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
FIRES IN THE SKY
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
They came on that day
And everything went away
Filling up the sky
All I could do is ask why?
Bright lights
The sun came crashing down
Scorching the ground
Devastation all around
Like colourful kites
Flames burned eating the daylight
Clouds no longer white
I couldn’t believe my eyes
I could hear muffled cries
Giant stars
Flattening cars
Trees being pulled to reveal roots
Limbs, bags and boots
Was I the only one alive?
What would happen if I did survive?
Where there were, fields full of crops
Now were acres of soil and holes where vessels dropped
The backlash of flames
Melted the window frames
Doors unlocked
By the aliens that were landing
Giant moths expanding
Eating our wonderful earth
A new start
Who had given birth?
My family were gone
I was alone
Just dust, dirt
My insides were hurt
Like acid burning through me
Looking down, I started to bleed
Hungry monsters full of greed
Swallowing up our land
Grabbing with their hand
Regurgitating our souls
Cutting with a kind of scalpel
Pouring oil from a metaphorical bottle
Trashing all what was ours
In minutes
Not in hours
The pale blue sky turned to grey
Then the sun went away
And we were left with the navy night
Turning into black
Then as silver shapes fell from the blanket where they came from
The earth was one huge crack
The moon turned blue
And I promise this is true
A jet landed in front of me
I couldn’t believe what I could see
© Fiona Cummings 2017
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
They came on that day
And everything went away
Filling up the sky
All I could do is ask why?
Bright lights
The sun came crashing down
Scorching the ground
Devastation all around
Like colourful kites
Flames burned eating the daylight
Clouds no longer white
I couldn’t believe my eyes
I could hear muffled cries
Giant stars
Flattening cars
Trees being pulled to reveal roots
Limbs, bags and boots
Was I the only one alive?
What would happen if I did survive?
Where there were, fields full of crops
Now were acres of soil and holes where vessels dropped
The backlash of flames
Melted the window frames
Doors unlocked
By the aliens that were landing
Giant moths expanding
Eating our wonderful earth
A new start
Who had given birth?
My family were gone
I was alone
Just dust, dirt
My insides were hurt
Like acid burning through me
Looking down, I started to bleed
Hungry monsters full of greed
Swallowing up our land
Grabbing with their hand
Regurgitating our souls
Cutting with a kind of scalpel
Pouring oil from a metaphorical bottle
Trashing all what was ours
In minutes
Not in hours
The pale blue sky turned to grey
Then the sun went away
And we were left with the navy night
Turning into black
Then as silver shapes fell from the blanket where they came from
The earth was one huge crack
The moon turned blue
And I promise this is true
A jet landed in front of me
I couldn’t believe what I could see
© Fiona Cummings 2017
DIARY OF FIRES IN THE SKY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
It’s a sunny afternoon now but I think rain may be a threat. This morning it was so dull out there. As little Waggatail and I went off to meet with a friend, the air was filled with hope, hope that Spring will be here soon and with the spring lambs and baby chicks, the fragrance of chocolate in the air and the smells of the amazing flowers and new shrubs that appear each Easter, will come and make peace and there will be calm around the world.
Talking with a friend today, she is very religious. She was saying that she believes we will get a visit from our maker soon. If we do, I feel sorry for that particular thing, whatever they or it, may be? As of course nasty humans will do their best to destroy it like we did to the original person who told us they were who they were…
There is so much anger in our world and sometimes I do wonder if I’m the only one who is bothered? Of course, I’m not. But the shouters seam to out shout those without energy or ability to conquer.
I do wonder if there is a chemical being released to get everyone angry? In the UK, we have stunning ancient forests, we have woods with beautiful wildlife and rivers, babbling streams, beautiful beaches, green hills and chocolate box houses with villages scattered with beautiful quaint pubs and country gardens as well as all the tech anyone can dream of. Bright lights and the best shops. An yet we complain.
We will get visitors one day, I’m sure. Aliens will land and we will have Star Wars. Isn’t that why we are travelling to space now?
I wish we could end all wars and hatred. But I’m not God, he wants us to learn on this earth and I wonder, will we?
My other friend doesn’t believe in a maker sort of speak, they think once we die, we are gone forever. And to be honest, we may be, but the fact is, we don’t know and so far, in my life, I believe that there is something after this life, I just don’t know for sure, and we are not meant to know either. Why? It is like some kind of sick game. If we were told if we will be good people, we will end up in a perfect land, would we all be good, but still have evil in our heart? Or if we are good people without the knowledge, then perhaps we will automatically go to another land where we will meet with those who we have loved, love and care for when they were on earth? I hope so. And what will that land be like?
Because my perfection isn’t yours, will it just be a neutral place, where we simply just feel well and calm? Nothing exciting happens? We have just been left with a feeling in our soul of love and we just walk or float around feeling this beautiful feeling of pure peace. Love and at one with oneself?
We could have that on earth you know?
Well, my Son is due in soon. He has told me he is getting changed and then going out somewhere important. Well, it could be. For now, anyway. Did I tell you he was going on holiday soon? I think it’s next month. Oh heck, I will miss him. He didn’t come home for lunch today and I really felt empty when I got in, thank goodness, I had a short while with another human, smile.
Spoke to a lovely lady this afternoon on the phone, I really like her. She is one of those people in my life who I believe was meant to be connected with me.
Did I tell you that our LF is starting to show strong signs of our last dog Suki AKA Long Chops? Oh, we miss her so much and from the beginning of getting LF, I said to Hub, he was meant to be. LF that is, not Hub, hahaha, though my Husband was for sure meant to be for me. Well, our Long Chops was a wonder dog, she was something else. And working, our LF is no way as good as she was, but in the house, he has characteristics of our old dog, and they are just starting to show. It’s not a case because we want him to be like her as to be honest, nothing was further from the truth, because nothing could lace the shoes of our Long Chops, if she wore them…
Well for a couple of weeks we have been taken back as he has mimicked LC. And yesterday, he did something that stunned me. We had been out the four of us, Hub LF, me and Waggatail. On our return, LF pushed his head on my leg and walked about five steps by my side. My, that is just what Long Chops used to do. I mean really push her head. As if to guide me. Never did she do it with Hub, only me, and there he was yesterday, LF, doing the same? Of course, we just put it down to quinky dinky. If it happens again though it will be more than coincidence.
It’s steak hot pot for dinner for the boys. The house smells lovely, the steak is tender so hopefully, Hub will be able to eat it with his dodgy tooth. Looks like he has an appointment to get the Biggy done of an implant. Bless him, as long as he will be Okay.
I’m buzzing because one of my lovely Bloggets has written to me and I’m saving her email to when I have time to really enjoy her words. When I see her name in my in box, I jump inside with delight, she is the most interesting person I know and I love her. Thank you all for your latest emails I will answer them for sure. I have been asked to write about a very unusual subject this week, not sure I’m qualified to write on such matters, but we will see.
Tomorrow I’m out doing lunch with my dear friend so for two hours, I can be me. Not a Mum or a wife, a writer or whatever else I’m labelled with, haha, careful? I can be the person I rarely see. She brings something out of me that I had in me so many years ago, Then I come back to dishes, dust and doggy doodles. But at least once every seven or eight weeks, I can be free of the person I am. The shell I’m in. The shell that I don’t like. For me it is an honour to be with her. She is so beautiful and has the pick of so many people. She is or would be if we were kids, the popular person in the school playground. And for a couple of hours, I can hang out with her.
Well, I pray that my Son will have a good time tonight, this could be a good evening for him. Or not… I guess Shamrock will be coming around later, it will be nice to see her. I think we are going out at the weekend. And she is coming to town with me in a couple of weeks. It really will be a case of little and large. I’m five feet nine and ma hoosive and she is five feet flat and not so ma hoosive. Hahaha.
Then some homework what to buy Teen for his birthday. Heck, next birthday he will no longer be a Teen. Oh, no, I’m really getting old? I was saying to Hub yesterday, when we were Teens, we would listen to the latest music and the singers/artists would be much older than us. Then they were a little older, then the same age, now? Heck, I’m old enough to be their blooming mother.
Who then said more like Granny? Slap your little leggies….
Right, will go for now, but will be back. X
Talking with a friend today, she is very religious. She was saying that she believes we will get a visit from our maker soon. If we do, I feel sorry for that particular thing, whatever they or it, may be? As of course nasty humans will do their best to destroy it like we did to the original person who told us they were who they were…
There is so much anger in our world and sometimes I do wonder if I’m the only one who is bothered? Of course, I’m not. But the shouters seam to out shout those without energy or ability to conquer.
I do wonder if there is a chemical being released to get everyone angry? In the UK, we have stunning ancient forests, we have woods with beautiful wildlife and rivers, babbling streams, beautiful beaches, green hills and chocolate box houses with villages scattered with beautiful quaint pubs and country gardens as well as all the tech anyone can dream of. Bright lights and the best shops. An yet we complain.
We will get visitors one day, I’m sure. Aliens will land and we will have Star Wars. Isn’t that why we are travelling to space now?
I wish we could end all wars and hatred. But I’m not God, he wants us to learn on this earth and I wonder, will we?
My other friend doesn’t believe in a maker sort of speak, they think once we die, we are gone forever. And to be honest, we may be, but the fact is, we don’t know and so far, in my life, I believe that there is something after this life, I just don’t know for sure, and we are not meant to know either. Why? It is like some kind of sick game. If we were told if we will be good people, we will end up in a perfect land, would we all be good, but still have evil in our heart? Or if we are good people without the knowledge, then perhaps we will automatically go to another land where we will meet with those who we have loved, love and care for when they were on earth? I hope so. And what will that land be like?
Because my perfection isn’t yours, will it just be a neutral place, where we simply just feel well and calm? Nothing exciting happens? We have just been left with a feeling in our soul of love and we just walk or float around feeling this beautiful feeling of pure peace. Love and at one with oneself?
We could have that on earth you know?
Well, my Son is due in soon. He has told me he is getting changed and then going out somewhere important. Well, it could be. For now, anyway. Did I tell you he was going on holiday soon? I think it’s next month. Oh heck, I will miss him. He didn’t come home for lunch today and I really felt empty when I got in, thank goodness, I had a short while with another human, smile.
Spoke to a lovely lady this afternoon on the phone, I really like her. She is one of those people in my life who I believe was meant to be connected with me.
Did I tell you that our LF is starting to show strong signs of our last dog Suki AKA Long Chops? Oh, we miss her so much and from the beginning of getting LF, I said to Hub, he was meant to be. LF that is, not Hub, hahaha, though my Husband was for sure meant to be for me. Well, our Long Chops was a wonder dog, she was something else. And working, our LF is no way as good as she was, but in the house, he has characteristics of our old dog, and they are just starting to show. It’s not a case because we want him to be like her as to be honest, nothing was further from the truth, because nothing could lace the shoes of our Long Chops, if she wore them…
Well for a couple of weeks we have been taken back as he has mimicked LC. And yesterday, he did something that stunned me. We had been out the four of us, Hub LF, me and Waggatail. On our return, LF pushed his head on my leg and walked about five steps by my side. My, that is just what Long Chops used to do. I mean really push her head. As if to guide me. Never did she do it with Hub, only me, and there he was yesterday, LF, doing the same? Of course, we just put it down to quinky dinky. If it happens again though it will be more than coincidence.
It’s steak hot pot for dinner for the boys. The house smells lovely, the steak is tender so hopefully, Hub will be able to eat it with his dodgy tooth. Looks like he has an appointment to get the Biggy done of an implant. Bless him, as long as he will be Okay.
I’m buzzing because one of my lovely Bloggets has written to me and I’m saving her email to when I have time to really enjoy her words. When I see her name in my in box, I jump inside with delight, she is the most interesting person I know and I love her. Thank you all for your latest emails I will answer them for sure. I have been asked to write about a very unusual subject this week, not sure I’m qualified to write on such matters, but we will see.
Tomorrow I’m out doing lunch with my dear friend so for two hours, I can be me. Not a Mum or a wife, a writer or whatever else I’m labelled with, haha, careful? I can be the person I rarely see. She brings something out of me that I had in me so many years ago, Then I come back to dishes, dust and doggy doodles. But at least once every seven or eight weeks, I can be free of the person I am. The shell I’m in. The shell that I don’t like. For me it is an honour to be with her. She is so beautiful and has the pick of so many people. She is or would be if we were kids, the popular person in the school playground. And for a couple of hours, I can hang out with her.
Well, I pray that my Son will have a good time tonight, this could be a good evening for him. Or not… I guess Shamrock will be coming around later, it will be nice to see her. I think we are going out at the weekend. And she is coming to town with me in a couple of weeks. It really will be a case of little and large. I’m five feet nine and ma hoosive and she is five feet flat and not so ma hoosive. Hahaha.
Then some homework what to buy Teen for his birthday. Heck, next birthday he will no longer be a Teen. Oh, no, I’m really getting old? I was saying to Hub yesterday, when we were Teens, we would listen to the latest music and the singers/artists would be much older than us. Then they were a little older, then the same age, now? Heck, I’m old enough to be their blooming mother.
Who then said more like Granny? Slap your little leggies….
Right, will go for now, but will be back. X
DIARY OF LIFE AND RNIB REALLY? BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good evening Bloggets. Well, the dentist? Waggs was amazing, she guided us as if she knew we were on an important mission. Hub was not looking feeling or sounding good. No mistakes Waggs? And no mistakes she made. Our dogs know when they have to be on their best behaviour.
We got there early, passing a lady who at first I thought she was either on her phone, or talking to a friend near her, but turned out, she was wanting to ask us a question. I think she was Chinese. I didn’t understand what she was saying at first as couldn’t hear her we were right next to the dreaded road. Then I realised she wanted me to give her instructions on how to get to our big shopping centre. So, I told her whilst pointing as didn’t know how much she would understand using words only. Well, I hope she understood, she said thanks and went on her way.
The wrong way. Hahahaha. I said to Hub, maybe she is going to collect her children or child from school first?
The sun was shining and in our house I was so warm. But once outside, oh my it was freezing, but thankfully didn’t come across ice.
It was a twenty-minute walk and both dogs did so well but there was a step in Waggatails paws that I don’t feel often. She weaved me in and out of obstacles and stopped at steps, mind you, it really helps me knowing where they are. That is the difference in my first dog and second. My first had no confidents at all and was a wreck bless her and with me being so as well, well, it used to go very wrong, but today I was proud of my girl and apart from my knee, I walked as fast as a sighted person. Well in my mind, smile.
We waited about fifteen minutes and Hubs name was called. I looked after the two dogs and as soon as LF saw Hub leave, he wrapped his two front paws around my leg and put his head on my foot. I wasn’t going anywhere without him, bless him. Each time the door opened, LF jumped up to see if it were his Dad. But it wasn’t, doors opened and closed I knew that other Dentists were being called in to Hubs room. I felt sick. The dogs were so good. Then one hour and twenty minutes later, Hub came out, he wasn’t sounding well. It wasn’t the best news.
What happened to him was barbaric. Long and short of it, his treatment which by the way hasn’t even started yet even though over an hour he was in the torture chair, could cost up to £2000. So to my Bloggets in the US, it’s about $2,500 and I know to you guys, that is nothing as you pay so much money to be seen to, but for us in the UK that is a lot, as we are blessed with NHS, though I do call it, it’s not the NHS’s fault, it’s the people who opened our hospital and Doctors care and knowledge to foreign tourists, people who travel to the UK to get free treatment. I wrote in a blog not long ago, how a lady came to London pregnant, two days after she arrived, she gave birth and because she was ill, she needed three weeks of hospital stay and treatment. She had triplets, so three babies who were born premature who were in hospital six weeks. Her bill was over £300,000 and of course she would never pay it back. It’s the cheek of it I don’t like. The whatever attitude. A charity put her up for three weeks whilst she waited for her babies to be well. Gave her clothing for her and her babies. Food and even transport to the hospital and back. When we go abroad, we have to have insurance. Hospitals won’t treat us without it, but England have been too soft for too long, just as I watched a program last night showing an accident and emergency department, there were people waiting up to 12 hours in corridors because there were no seats in the waiting room. Sheer volume of people. Our resources will run out.
So tonight, hub was in a lot of deep thought about what to do next, he has decisions to be made and fast.
I was right about not being seen though, I have no confidence in the dentist. She was not out of University long enough for my liking, having said that, the two other dentists who were more mature, one at retirement age, also couldn’t help him, so now he has another hole in his tooth. He still has the infection but no more antibiotics will get rid of it, it has to be dealt with as in the tooth first.
Phone calls? Well I have had two of late, one today with my lovely Kinzy. She is an old friend of mine, the lady whose Husband is the amazing photographer. He took our wedding pictures. I love that family. Bless her, she has sent my birthday gift and has told me to expect it today. She is so kind. Her poor daughter is going through hell right now my heart aches for her. And on the other hand, the night before, Hub and I had a real laugh, perhaps it was a little manic, on my behalf anyway, especially because it involved our friend from school. She didn’t help with her ever so dry sense of humour. It’s the way in which she speaks. She makes me laugh. Well what was part of the subject? I say part, because it would be naughty if I told you the other part, as it involved someone we just are a little, let’s say, cross with at the moment. But our conversation went onto what Hub was reading about on line. Oh, my days? We looked at the catalogue from the RNIB. For the blind, an organisation which used to have such a good reputation before five years ago, Worldwide, it was respected, then the good and the experts started to leave, and the fools took over. You should see what they have for sale for visually sight impaired people now?
So, in the kitchen. A ratchet salad spinner? Okay, why do blind and partially sighted people need a special salad spinner? Especially for £24? Surely you put your salad in a normal spinner and, well, spin?
A weighted two-piece cutlery set? How much? £23? Nooooooooooo
Why do we need a special heavy knife and blooming fork? If we do, you can buy them anywhere, and not for that price for blooming two?
Spill stopper silicone lid? Oh my, now we are talking? And how much? £14.99.
Just buy a baby mug if you miss your mouth… Pay a fiver.
“Slip sloped two piece dining set? Almost £30? Oh, what a rip off.
And a easy grab dish? Hahaha, sorry, I shouldn’t laugh. I know there are people out there who may need this kind of help, I just haven’t met blind or partially sighted people who do? Maybe it’s the generation I’m from? In our days, there was nothing, we just had to get on with life, and we moved from that to tech. It’s the price as well, just under twenty pounds for a easy grab dish… They are ripping people off.
A tactile measuring jug which is a great accessory around the kitchen, I bought one when my baby was needing milk measured for his bottles, I think I used it twice mind you, by the time I learned about it he was finished with bottles. But they are good. When I bought mine, it was just over £4. Now? Same jug? £17.99
For the bathroom? A duel rotating grab rail.
Rotating bath stool with tray. What’s all this with rotating? So, I’m now thinking this isn’t for people with just sight problems, but much wider difficulties, right? I have never needed to well, rotate, in the bath, Okay, a crane perhaps has been almost needed or at least the fire brigade, hahaha, but never yet, have I needed to rotate.
Super multiple pill organiser with alarms? I don’t even want to imagine what that is? Sounds cool, though right? If you forget to take your tablet, because us blind folk are forgetful… Does the siren sound and do your pills vibrate? Not sure but it’s about £17 so I’m thinking it’s not that advanced yet, so what are we paying that much for?
They do some great things though, like talking ear and head thermometer and talking blood pressure thermometer. Now they are good, but very expensive. For the summer, a picnic basket with all your easy grip and slope free dishes in. Smile, now, how do we get to where we can have a picnic? Haha. I mock and between the three of us, we did have a laugh, especially after reading about the hearing aid vacuum and the rubber cushion… If you are tempted? Here is the link.
http://shop.rnib.org.uk/home-and-leisure/home.html
We got there early, passing a lady who at first I thought she was either on her phone, or talking to a friend near her, but turned out, she was wanting to ask us a question. I think she was Chinese. I didn’t understand what she was saying at first as couldn’t hear her we were right next to the dreaded road. Then I realised she wanted me to give her instructions on how to get to our big shopping centre. So, I told her whilst pointing as didn’t know how much she would understand using words only. Well, I hope she understood, she said thanks and went on her way.
The wrong way. Hahahaha. I said to Hub, maybe she is going to collect her children or child from school first?
The sun was shining and in our house I was so warm. But once outside, oh my it was freezing, but thankfully didn’t come across ice.
It was a twenty-minute walk and both dogs did so well but there was a step in Waggatails paws that I don’t feel often. She weaved me in and out of obstacles and stopped at steps, mind you, it really helps me knowing where they are. That is the difference in my first dog and second. My first had no confidents at all and was a wreck bless her and with me being so as well, well, it used to go very wrong, but today I was proud of my girl and apart from my knee, I walked as fast as a sighted person. Well in my mind, smile.
We waited about fifteen minutes and Hubs name was called. I looked after the two dogs and as soon as LF saw Hub leave, he wrapped his two front paws around my leg and put his head on my foot. I wasn’t going anywhere without him, bless him. Each time the door opened, LF jumped up to see if it were his Dad. But it wasn’t, doors opened and closed I knew that other Dentists were being called in to Hubs room. I felt sick. The dogs were so good. Then one hour and twenty minutes later, Hub came out, he wasn’t sounding well. It wasn’t the best news.
What happened to him was barbaric. Long and short of it, his treatment which by the way hasn’t even started yet even though over an hour he was in the torture chair, could cost up to £2000. So to my Bloggets in the US, it’s about $2,500 and I know to you guys, that is nothing as you pay so much money to be seen to, but for us in the UK that is a lot, as we are blessed with NHS, though I do call it, it’s not the NHS’s fault, it’s the people who opened our hospital and Doctors care and knowledge to foreign tourists, people who travel to the UK to get free treatment. I wrote in a blog not long ago, how a lady came to London pregnant, two days after she arrived, she gave birth and because she was ill, she needed three weeks of hospital stay and treatment. She had triplets, so three babies who were born premature who were in hospital six weeks. Her bill was over £300,000 and of course she would never pay it back. It’s the cheek of it I don’t like. The whatever attitude. A charity put her up for three weeks whilst she waited for her babies to be well. Gave her clothing for her and her babies. Food and even transport to the hospital and back. When we go abroad, we have to have insurance. Hospitals won’t treat us without it, but England have been too soft for too long, just as I watched a program last night showing an accident and emergency department, there were people waiting up to 12 hours in corridors because there were no seats in the waiting room. Sheer volume of people. Our resources will run out.
So tonight, hub was in a lot of deep thought about what to do next, he has decisions to be made and fast.
I was right about not being seen though, I have no confidence in the dentist. She was not out of University long enough for my liking, having said that, the two other dentists who were more mature, one at retirement age, also couldn’t help him, so now he has another hole in his tooth. He still has the infection but no more antibiotics will get rid of it, it has to be dealt with as in the tooth first.
Phone calls? Well I have had two of late, one today with my lovely Kinzy. She is an old friend of mine, the lady whose Husband is the amazing photographer. He took our wedding pictures. I love that family. Bless her, she has sent my birthday gift and has told me to expect it today. She is so kind. Her poor daughter is going through hell right now my heart aches for her. And on the other hand, the night before, Hub and I had a real laugh, perhaps it was a little manic, on my behalf anyway, especially because it involved our friend from school. She didn’t help with her ever so dry sense of humour. It’s the way in which she speaks. She makes me laugh. Well what was part of the subject? I say part, because it would be naughty if I told you the other part, as it involved someone we just are a little, let’s say, cross with at the moment. But our conversation went onto what Hub was reading about on line. Oh, my days? We looked at the catalogue from the RNIB. For the blind, an organisation which used to have such a good reputation before five years ago, Worldwide, it was respected, then the good and the experts started to leave, and the fools took over. You should see what they have for sale for visually sight impaired people now?
So, in the kitchen. A ratchet salad spinner? Okay, why do blind and partially sighted people need a special salad spinner? Especially for £24? Surely you put your salad in a normal spinner and, well, spin?
A weighted two-piece cutlery set? How much? £23? Nooooooooooo
Why do we need a special heavy knife and blooming fork? If we do, you can buy them anywhere, and not for that price for blooming two?
Spill stopper silicone lid? Oh my, now we are talking? And how much? £14.99.
Just buy a baby mug if you miss your mouth… Pay a fiver.
“Slip sloped two piece dining set? Almost £30? Oh, what a rip off.
And a easy grab dish? Hahaha, sorry, I shouldn’t laugh. I know there are people out there who may need this kind of help, I just haven’t met blind or partially sighted people who do? Maybe it’s the generation I’m from? In our days, there was nothing, we just had to get on with life, and we moved from that to tech. It’s the price as well, just under twenty pounds for a easy grab dish… They are ripping people off.
A tactile measuring jug which is a great accessory around the kitchen, I bought one when my baby was needing milk measured for his bottles, I think I used it twice mind you, by the time I learned about it he was finished with bottles. But they are good. When I bought mine, it was just over £4. Now? Same jug? £17.99
For the bathroom? A duel rotating grab rail.
Rotating bath stool with tray. What’s all this with rotating? So, I’m now thinking this isn’t for people with just sight problems, but much wider difficulties, right? I have never needed to well, rotate, in the bath, Okay, a crane perhaps has been almost needed or at least the fire brigade, hahaha, but never yet, have I needed to rotate.
Super multiple pill organiser with alarms? I don’t even want to imagine what that is? Sounds cool, though right? If you forget to take your tablet, because us blind folk are forgetful… Does the siren sound and do your pills vibrate? Not sure but it’s about £17 so I’m thinking it’s not that advanced yet, so what are we paying that much for?
They do some great things though, like talking ear and head thermometer and talking blood pressure thermometer. Now they are good, but very expensive. For the summer, a picnic basket with all your easy grip and slope free dishes in. Smile, now, how do we get to where we can have a picnic? Haha. I mock and between the three of us, we did have a laugh, especially after reading about the hearing aid vacuum and the rubber cushion… If you are tempted? Here is the link.
http://shop.rnib.org.uk/home-and-leisure/home.html
Monday, 6 February 2017
DIARY OF D DAY BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Good day Bloggets. In one hour, we are off to the dentist. Hub working from home then he will face the
CHAIR.
Teen just been in for lunch from work and said it is slippy out there, great. My biggest nightmare. I have cancelled my appointment. Not a chance I could go through with it. I have felt sick all week. I only go to the dentist if I am in pain. The dentist said I need a filling. I said I have no pain, she said we like to catch it before there is a pain. Well, I don’t mind pain. What I do hate is injections. Now people say the injection isn’t a bad one? The word injection to me is bad. I told her last week I was only going to have it if I didn’t need a needle. She said that wouldn’t be advisable. Hub said it would really hurt me if I went without needle. Hurt I can do. Needles? Nope. Long and short of it, I’m not having a procedure, poor Hub is. Oh, and it’s a Biggy. I do feel for him.
Years ago, before we got together, he was mugged. I feel so sad and tears come to my eyes when I think that someone would want to hurt my love in such a way. Also, he was with his guide dog, they kicked him and punched him. For his backpack that had his lap top in from work. Thank God, they to Hubs knowledge, didn’t harm the dog. And whilst he lay there, his dog stood loyally by his side.
What low life can mug any kind of person, let alone a blind one?
So since then he has had bother with his front tooth. Today is going to be tough for him in many ways.
Right now, he is burying his head in his work. I have took him tea and food, but he doesn’t have much chat when working, I know he gets loads of paperwork done when he is at home, as apart from an annoying blonde, he doesn’t get much interruptions. I admire the way he works, some people who work from home will take more breaks and even have extended chats on the phone or pop out to the shops when doing so. He really works hard.
I made a soup last night for tonight’s dinner as I doubt Hub will want to eat anything solid? It started off leek and potato but ended up with a full large pack of mushrooms in, with herbs and today I will add cream.
Last night Shamrock came around and we had an interesting conversation. Gosh, she is very much in love with Teen. So, different to the dragon he dated for almost three years. Thank goodness, she is well and truly out of his heart and life. She was pure poison. Between the three of us, we have got rid of a lot of rubbish from our lives over the past few years.
Right, I will go and prepare the dogs for their visit to our dentist now, I’m going to have a difficult job this afternoon looking after the two of them as of course Hubs dog isn’t allowed in the room whilst he is getting his work done. So, I will be in the waiting room with a little fella and the Wagging one. God help me. For almost one hour. Well the last time Hub went in for his check up, Waggs was perfect, apart from her back end was under my chair and every time someone came in the room, of course they were there simply to visit her, and her tail wagged like mad. When her tail wags, her entire body moves which lead to swaying my chair side to side. In a rocking motion.
Whereas LF? Oh my, he just kept rolling over showing the whole group of people his bits and bobs. Yep, Full show.
Oh gosh, remind me later to tell you about a really funny time Hub and I had last night, involving our friend? Hahahahaha. No, it was all clean and legal. But so, funny. Later with love.
CHAIR.
Teen just been in for lunch from work and said it is slippy out there, great. My biggest nightmare. I have cancelled my appointment. Not a chance I could go through with it. I have felt sick all week. I only go to the dentist if I am in pain. The dentist said I need a filling. I said I have no pain, she said we like to catch it before there is a pain. Well, I don’t mind pain. What I do hate is injections. Now people say the injection isn’t a bad one? The word injection to me is bad. I told her last week I was only going to have it if I didn’t need a needle. She said that wouldn’t be advisable. Hub said it would really hurt me if I went without needle. Hurt I can do. Needles? Nope. Long and short of it, I’m not having a procedure, poor Hub is. Oh, and it’s a Biggy. I do feel for him.
Years ago, before we got together, he was mugged. I feel so sad and tears come to my eyes when I think that someone would want to hurt my love in such a way. Also, he was with his guide dog, they kicked him and punched him. For his backpack that had his lap top in from work. Thank God, they to Hubs knowledge, didn’t harm the dog. And whilst he lay there, his dog stood loyally by his side.
What low life can mug any kind of person, let alone a blind one?
So since then he has had bother with his front tooth. Today is going to be tough for him in many ways.
Right now, he is burying his head in his work. I have took him tea and food, but he doesn’t have much chat when working, I know he gets loads of paperwork done when he is at home, as apart from an annoying blonde, he doesn’t get much interruptions. I admire the way he works, some people who work from home will take more breaks and even have extended chats on the phone or pop out to the shops when doing so. He really works hard.
I made a soup last night for tonight’s dinner as I doubt Hub will want to eat anything solid? It started off leek and potato but ended up with a full large pack of mushrooms in, with herbs and today I will add cream.
Last night Shamrock came around and we had an interesting conversation. Gosh, she is very much in love with Teen. So, different to the dragon he dated for almost three years. Thank goodness, she is well and truly out of his heart and life. She was pure poison. Between the three of us, we have got rid of a lot of rubbish from our lives over the past few years.
Right, I will go and prepare the dogs for their visit to our dentist now, I’m going to have a difficult job this afternoon looking after the two of them as of course Hubs dog isn’t allowed in the room whilst he is getting his work done. So, I will be in the waiting room with a little fella and the Wagging one. God help me. For almost one hour. Well the last time Hub went in for his check up, Waggs was perfect, apart from her back end was under my chair and every time someone came in the room, of course they were there simply to visit her, and her tail wagged like mad. When her tail wags, her entire body moves which lead to swaying my chair side to side. In a rocking motion.
Whereas LF? Oh my, he just kept rolling over showing the whole group of people his bits and bobs. Yep, Full show.
Oh gosh, remind me later to tell you about a really funny time Hub and I had last night, involving our friend? Hahahahaha. No, it was all clean and legal. But so, funny. Later with love.
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