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!!