Friday, 4 October 2013

Frankie again . . .

I was away last week looking after Frankie.
 He's wearing the tank top I made him . . .
Bethan came over on Tuesday. Frankie was delighted to see her. The pleasure was mutual. Susannah rushed home from work to see her  and was in time to bath Frankie and put him to bed.
Frankie's lovely nanny was knocked over on Thursday morning and has concussion so I am going back on Sunday, probably for the week. 
I'll visit your blogs as and when I can.

Poor boy!

I know it's silly but I feel sorry for the dog . . .


Friday, 27 September 2013

Sometimes I can, sometimes I can't . . .

Sometimes I can, sometimes I can’t . . . take good photos that is and then I ask Barry, who is patient and knows what he's doing.

We picked a lot of apples from our trees. 
These look rather ghostly . . .
. . . and these look as though they've been dancing.

 These are better
Frodo approves - he approves of all things edible
Just two of the many containers of apples

What to do with them all? We shall give some away and we shall eat some, of course, raw, on their own, with cheese, cooked in stir fry or added to curry, roasted with chicken, pickled to make chutney with onions, partnered with blackberries and currants to make pie and crumble. We shan't be making wine with them. We shall make apple sauce but mostly we'll just look at them and wonder at the bountiful harvest.

The crab apples are not quite ripe yet but we shall make crab apple jelly with them - the colour alone is a joy to behold.

We have a handful of quince - maybe enough to make a thimbleful of quince jelly.

Thursday, 26 September 2013

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Wednesday, 25 September 2013

For all the dog-lovers . . .

I love hearing the owner chuckling as he videos his dog.



The Challenge

Words for Wednesday

Delores from ‘’Under ThePorch Light’ offers twelve words this week to inspire. We may mix and match as we wish – the words are spasm, uneventful, trek, early, limestone, felt and bland, curious, reeks, indefinite, morning, fulminate.
Why not visit her and see what other writing has been prompted?

The Challenge

Her life was bland and uneventful compared to others or so she felt. That was why she had decided to DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. Writing that in capitals in her journal had the curious effect of galvanising her into action. Her husband laughed at her, not unkindly, but his reaction caused her to fulminate at his attitude.

‘I’m serious,’ she said. ‘I’ve thought hard about this and I’ve volunteered to go on a climb to raise money for charity.’

When he realised she was serious he rearranged his expression to one of solemnity and offered to accompany her.

‘Thank you for your offer but this is something I need to do on my own.’

This caused her husband to guffaw once more. ‘You won’t be on your own,’ he pointed out with maddening logic between spasms of laughter. ‘It’s a trek up a limestone mountain with a group of experienced mountaineers.’

 ‘You know what I mean,’ she countered. ‘I shall be leaving early next Thursday morning.’

‘I’ll miss you,’ he said.

‘I’ll miss you, too,’ she replied, ‘But it’s not as though I’m going for an indefinite period.’

‘How long will you be away?’ he asked.

‘I expect to return the following Wednesday.’

On the day she left he drove her to the railway station where she was to meet the rest of the group. He didn’t know, and neither did she, that it would be the last time he would see her. When the news came of her fatal fall from the mountain he wept. His wife’s life had become far more exciting than she had intended.






The Consequences of Idleness


Thanks to Josie of ‘Two Shoes Tuesday’ who hosts this writing meme. Her prompts this week are ‘Distraction’ or ‘Tears’. Participants may choose one or other or both of the prompt words.
I didn’t know where I was going with this one – and as you can see, I’m not convinced I ever found out . . .
        The Consequences of Idleness
I was drowsy with inaction -
Neither seeking a reaction
Nor requesting satisfaction,
I admitted an attraction
Which provided stupefaction
Though I wanted no transaction –
It was simply a distraction.
I intended no infraction
Or similar abstraction
From another’s tender traction.

BUT it led to jeers and tears
From relatives and peers
Who asserted their worst fears,
Repeated through the years,
Had reached their outraged ears.

I took the quickest action
To calm the angry faction
And wrote a stiff retraction
To abandon a protraction –
My character’s contraction
Caused me dissatisfaction
And all because inaction
Had allowed me a distraction.