Saturday, 4 December 2021

December Reflections - Day 4. Reindeer

My new Christmas top, from Two Birds Boutique in Thornton-Cleveleys, Blackpool.
The ladies very kindly popped it in the post for me. 


Friday, 3 December 2021

December Reflctions Day 3. Best day of 2021

Best day of this year? Easy. Last Thursday, when with the support of Arthur, we went into town.

So, I hear you say!! I have been out a few times this year, dental, medical and COVID jabs. But this was different.

A taxi into town but then we had to walk around to the Guildhall. Argh!! This is the first time I've been in amongst 'the public' since before all the lockdowns.

There was enough going on for me not to take a picture. 

This is a few years back when we happened upon the Christmas tree being delivered. 

I really know nothing about the building, other than it always makes me think of Trumpton, the kiddies programme. Very grand, very ornate and really rather lovely.

My appointment was with my new Social Prescriber. Between the 3 of us we had so much in common, it was unbelievable.

I was so 'up' after this that I went into work with Arthur. I sat in the Green/Staff room. they know my situation and are always very welcoming and supportive.

I am very lucky. 

So much achieved in one afternoon. Sadly, I didn't make it for our first meet-up. But there's next week. Onwards and upwards!!


Thursday, 2 December 2021

December Reflections - Day 2. Gold

I made this as part of a costume for a "rainbow party". 
I went as the pot of gold. 

Wednesday, 1 December 2021

December Reflections - 01. My Smile

 I aim to get back to blogging using these hints from Susannah Conway. I've previously done August Break several times.


So my hint for today is 'My Smile'.

 Sliding in before the midnight hour!! After a tumble and split lip last week, I am not really up for a smiley photo today. Instead I have created a collage of many smiles over the years. I trust that hits the mark!!


Tuesday, 30 November 2021

Life Is Not Forever. Love Is.

This is my dad on holiday with his parents and brother. I'm guessing it was Worthing, probably in the 30s?

Here he is as 'proud papa' in 1960. Yes, that is me!

It's always a bit of a 'sticky patch' this time of year.

The 30th was his birthday, but also, as it turned out, the day I went to register his death. He'd passed away on the 27th, a Friday, three days before his 75th birthday.

When the Registrar recorded the death it was hand-written in ink in a huge great ledger. She then realised she'd made a mistake with the dates. No easy way out other than to cross it out and put the right one in!

It is 30 years since he passed away.

I'll leave you with this huge picture he painted for my bedroom when I was about 8. He made me a little tree out of an old tree branch from our wood, and glued glitter onto it. It was when I started to buy my own deccies a lot of which I still use, a life-time later.

 Night night Daddy. Love you forever.


Sunday, 3 January 2021

Your crackers, M'Lord

 As I've said, it's quite hard to write about not much.

We got peckish at about 5am, and ended up eating cheese and crackers in bed, much to Grumbles delight, washed down with a coffee.

Of course, we slept for a few hours then had hot drinks and choccy croissants.

Arthur popped to Aldi for some milk. I played brain games on my phone. Got up and switched on the Chrimble lights on at the window. Don't know how that ever became a 'thing', but jolly good that they did, it's such a boost in these dark and murky days/nights.

During our cheese and biccy fest, I told Arthur about our 'midnight feasts' when I was away at school. Organised by the head of your dorm, they'd get day girls to secrete in food and soft drinks and, I don't know where, hid it all from the matrons. When I was in Downhayne, (all the dorms were named after local farms), we had everything dished out into our Sunday best green felt hats. Another dorm, the deputy dorm head, Helen, got her mum to bake a chocolate and mint cake, with buttercream and icing. It was absolutely delicious. The girls in the dorm next door ate baked beans cold from the tin.Yuck! I don't like baked beans at the best of times.

I have no suitable photo handy, so enjoy this platter of Italian pretties from years ago

Although it was generally known when we would be having our feast, if you got caught, all the food was confiscated and then you had to go down to the dining room in the early morning and eat it all up before breakfast.

Happy days! 

(Well happy ones when I was in Devon. Not so good in Littlehampton though).


Saturday, 2 January 2021

Ch ch ch changes

 Oh boy! 

You don't go on your blog for a while, and, lo and behold, when you're not looking, they change everything! 

It's taken me hours to sort out stuff. Blogger used to be so easy to use.

 New header ✔, using a mix of Firefox, (my go to provider), and  Microsoft Edge, (came with the laptop), and having to use Picasa to tweak my photo and add my moniker. I had actually written my first blogpost on the 1st January and then it got lost! Found it today by going back through 'History' and copy & pasting. Then I had to change the publishing date!

 The picture in question, is of our local park, taken a couple of years or so ago, by Mr B. We haven't been hit by snow yet, but that's no bad thing. 

I'm going to sign off now to watch 'Notting Hill'. We will squeal loudly at Henry Goodman and Clarke Peters, (Chicago mates). To quote that wonderful line from Martin, "I've always been a bit of an ass"...well that's a bit how I feel.


Friday, 1 January 2021

2021...Still Hanging On

 Happy 2021!

I haven't been on here for months

It is very difficult to write a blog when you 'do nothing'.

how else to celebrate 60, but wear a tiara

 We've had getting on for a year of COVID-19. Northampton has been upped to Tier 4; even less available to do than before! I have stayed indoors, laying low. Being horrendously overweight, 60 and asthmatic being careful is of the essence. I have been out once to the doctors' surgery, for my 'flu jab and a collection of blood tests. One of the tests came back that I am pre-diabetic. I guess not really surprising.

By the time I came to the top of the list for a second course of  Neuromodulation, we had just become aware of Coronavirus, and felt that to do daily journeys in a taxi for maybe a month was tasking a risk too far. So, I've pretty much been left on the shelf, mental-health wise. I think eveything is now catching up with me.

BUT, 2020 was full of good things for us. We adopted a stray cat, Grumble, that made his home with us. Arthur was put on furlough, so that with some amazing weather meant we had a a fantastic time in the garden.

I grew dahlias for the first time. Wowsers, not a brilliant strike rate, but some fabulous blooms. Tracked down a new solar fountain ...sounds so good when it's hot and sunny. Grew asters from seed, oh so pretty.

Oh, and Mr Blossom grew a beard!!




Thursday, 10 October 2019

World Mental Health Day

That's today.

I am really uncomfortable by all the 'bandwagon' things that are going on under that banner. And I am surprised that that is how I feel.

Once upon a time, I would've championed anything that may help people with this terrible illness.

The junior royals backing that really rather awful TV ad. Great if you are sitting there watching with family/friends. Not so good if you are alone. Then it will probably reinforce the void.

And it is all very well, telling us to talk, to bring it out in the open. Whatever the powers that be say about the job market being open to recruiting people with mental health, unless it is specified as a 'special' vacancy, you can still find yourself being ostracised. So, it's illegal; no one would say you didn't get the vacancy because of mental health issues to your face. Any other 'reason' will do.

I finally got the recognition and support that I need, but, at the end of the month, I have a meeting with a psychiatrist, and have been asked to come with my Support Worker.

Their boss has allowed them to keep supporting me long after my 6 month stint had come and gone, whilst waiting for this appointment to come through. But once that appointment is dealt with...left to my own devices again. They may well offer me something/one at the meeting, but the time it'll take to get to the top of the list is as long as a piece of string.

And that could be too long.

Cos, yeah, Prince Harry and Ed Sheeran making a little video is really going to help me. PH apparently 'can't get out of bed' because he has 'issues' and ES is once again upsetting his long-suffering neighbours with some other great plan to build something else on his estate. 
Not really the sort of people that give out a positive message on anything, let alone mental health.

Maybe I've just turned into a grumpy old lady. To me, the biggest issue is the step from after talking. Thousands of people need professional help, and that just isn't there when it is needed. All resources are stretched too far, which is no good for the actual health workers themselves. Yes, talk, but be aware there may be a need for support once Pandoras' Box is opened.
I  just feel Mental Health is too important to be hijacked by public figures who are treated as celebrities.


Tuesday, 28 May 2019


Oh my goodness!
10 years since I wrote my first post, and the things I wrote then are pretty apt still, for now.

Woohoo! 1st post
 Having read so many wonderful, inspiring pieces I have decided to celebrate my birthday by starting my own. This will take a while as I have to make decisions! Heading, background, which pictures to upload first, so please bear with me; I will try to make it worth your while. Have a great day and thanks for your inspiration!

So, I'm thinking first things first. For all our British weather can be bizarre at the best of times, I think I can safely change my header. something brighter and sunnier.
Sadly can't take the credit for these amazing sunflowers
Loose a lot of the pictures down my sidebar. Many of the links are no more. Past vintage fairs are just that. Vintage and in the past.
I trying to be forward thinking. Goals and stuff. Positivity.
 You get my drift? 
I wish you could've smelled these lilacs...WOW
Talking about being positive. The doorbell went while I was doing this post and it was a neighbour bearing gifts! Lamb biriany and pakoras. 
Yummy, yummy in my tummy!
Rene cat thankful she doesn't have to wear a bra. But sleeping on one is another matter!
I think it's gonna take a while to go through 'The Blogs I Follow' list, but a little bit of blogging housekeeping is well needed. I know that several people on my list don't blog anymore, but I don't want to remove links just in case they start again!  I wouldn't want to miss out as they have given me so much joy and support during the past 10 years. Some are 'www-dot-thru-the-airwaves' only kept in touch with over a keyboard. But there are also an amazing bunch of people that I have met, 'in the flesh', so to speak!
I will sign off for now.
I hope some of you will be back in touch and here's to the next ten years,

Tuesday, 1 January 2019

New Year, New Me

Whoa there!
Happy 2019 to any of you lovely lot still out there in Pennyblossoms World.

Cannot believe it was nice enough to sit out on the swing seat with a hot drink and a pain au chocolat. Yes, we had double layers on but it was really rather lovely in the sun!

a rather naked 'summer tree'
2018 was a bit of a year. Not so much the year itself, but more the fallout from 2017.

After a minor intervention from my GP, I ended up actually getting some much needed support. A proper Mental Health Nurse and a Support Worker.

Tomorrow I start a brand new adventure. I have been accepted for two course of rTMS, (repetitive transcranial magnetic stimulation).


Friday, 1 December 2017

(What Is) Black & White (& Red All Over)*

I was recently tagged on Facebook to post 7 black & white photos. I think it was supposed to be 7 consecutive days, rather than the month it took me!
There were stacks of acrylic chairs backstage at The Derngate, ready to be put out for some presentation evening.

A trip to Abington Park after my annual trip to see the dentist, and this year it really has been one visit, as opposed to going so often over the previous 2 years I felt the dentists' chair should have my name plaque on it!

A rose from the garden.

Rene curled up on the bed.

A piece of Lulus' birthday cake!!

One last sweet pea that is, even several days later, still going strong through all this cold and miserable weather.

The neighbours' cat, Alan.

He is so cute but Rene is not keen on him at all, which is a shame. He likes to go out and about to get away from the other 3 cats they have. Still, he knows he's welcome here and he can just curl up on the lounger and not be disturb.

I just thought that some of these photographs should be shown in all their technicolour beauty. I've only been in the house once. It had worn wooden floors that took me right back to being in school in Devon.

Our little Rene babes. Poor love, she is having to have a thyroid medication on her food twice a day for the rest of her life as she has developed a goitre. She also has to have blood tests every 3 months which means just as her fur grows back she has to have it shaved again!

Mr B is working at our local theatre, The Derngate. He took the chair picture for me. Lulu was there performing on her birthday, (68 I think she was...amazing!), and Mr B brought me home his piece of cake. I thought the cork having the 'A' on it was quite funny. The cake was very tasty.

My garden has been a source of joy this year, as always. Fragrant flowers are gorgeous so roses and sweet peas have to a number one priority.

* A Newspaper

I am going to have another go at BEDD, Blog Every Day in December. You never know, I might be more successful than last year when I managed about 7 posts!!