Waiting for a break

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If there is anything in life I dislike the most it is waiting. I dislike waiting for anything but of course I am not going to break out in a fit of rage because I have been kept waiting, no, I have learnt to be patient. There are things in life we can control and there are things of which we have no control over. It is a wise person who can discern which is which and not get upset if something causes them to wait. Having said that I have learnt to be patient, it is usually in relation to things I know I cannot change. Once in a while though I get surprises, not expecting something to happen immediately then discovering it happened sooner. I like those kinds of surprises. It was only yesterday (see yesterday’s post), Thursday, that I placed an order on-line for a pair of high-heeled stiletto shoes as a treat for myself.pics-462 It isn’t that I don’t have any high-heeled stiletto shoes, I do, in fact quite a few. You could say that I have a ‘thing’ about owning high-heeled stiletto shoes and you would be right, I just love wearing them. This pair are not quite as high as some I already own but they will be slightly more comfortable to walk in at four and a half inches (about eleven and a half cm). Once it was that I couldn’t walk past a shoe shop in the high street without seeing a pair I liked and then went in to buy them. Anyway I received an email from the company with whom I had placed the order letting me know that I could expect the delivery of the shoes within three days. An hour later a guy turned up at the door with my package! Yes they fitted and I wore them for a short time just to make sure, well actually I just wanted to wear high-heels. That experience, being surprised and not having to wait could not be applied to my current garden project in removing those bluebell bulbs. There are still plenty of them to dig out and all was going well until the weather turned nasty when I had to start playing the waiting game for an opportunity to resume. It is Friday as I write this but it will be Wednesday before you read it. The weather is forecast to improve and may well have done so by now but I am not sure if as I write I can say that I had the opportunity to carry on with the work. It is the kind of waiting I have no control over.

Shirley Anne

Back to the usual

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Not Enough Rope

Not Enough Rope (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I had electrical work to do on Thursday so I made sure I was up early from bed. My first job was not until ten o’clock and I had plenty of time to hand after breakfast before I needed to make my way there. In the meantime I decided to return the flag to its pole now that the storm-force winds had died down. The problem with the flag is getting it to hang from the guide rope without there being any weight attached to the flag by the weight which is supplied for the guide rope to keep it taut. The flag has a toggle at the top which is supposed to pass through an eyelet in the guide rope but the bottom of the flag only has a length of rope attached to it with no instructions as to how to tie it off. The proper set-up I think should be a guide rope that has two eyelets attached to it into which toggles attached to the flag can pass through them. The guide rope can then be attached to the weight whilst the flag is only attached to the guide rope and not the weight. The guide rope therefore has to be knotted in two places to form the two eyelets and the end of the rope will be fixed to the weight. This would make the flag easy to attach and remove when needed. 1222Every time I have raised the flag I have tried to think of the best way to do it so that the flag isn’t put under any strain. So on Thursday I decided to make the necessary adjustments to form two eyelets in the guide rope at the correct distance apart then attach the weight. If the flag had been supplied with two toggles it would be very simple to attach but as I said only one is fitted. That meant I had to make the bottom connection just using the rope that is attached to the bottom of the flag. It all sounds complicated but it isn’t, it is just a pain in the proverbial having to think of ways to do it properly given that the system is poorly designed. At least now it will be easier to attach and remove the flag when we need to. I thought it was only certain items of electrical equipment which were poorly designed. It was time to go to work, installing an extra floodlight at the side of the customer’s house. Although the area was under cover it was open at one end and where it met the adjacent garage roof along its length. That meant it wasn’t as warm as I had been led to believe, in fact it was bitterly cold. Just my luck. After almost two hours I was driving to the second job a few miles away to an elderly lady who wasn’t enjoying the best of health and who had put up with not having any lights working in her apartment since Boxing Day. Nobody it seems could find the distribution panel in order to check the circuit breakers. I had trouble myself in locating it. It was situated in an extension building remote from the apartment! I saw what the problem was immediately, one of the breakers had tripped or had possibly been turned off accidentally by person or persons unknown as they say. Even her care workers couldn’t find the panel but I found it odd that the problem had been left for almost three weeks before someone called me to go and have a look. As fortune would have it a new neighbour called and I explained everything to her so that she could be of assistance if the problem returns. Now I was off again to the third job which was in the direction of home but this time only to survey it, not to do it. The guy wanted two existing outside lights replacing but would only be available at home the following week. It suited me and I drove off to the electrical supplier to purchase what would be required when I return.

However I made a detour first of all to the service station where I have my van checked and booked a day at the end of February for a service and an MOT test. Yes, it is that time of year again for my annual MOT on the van, insurance renewal, excise duty (used to be called road fund licence) and breakdown recovery fees with The AA (Automobile Association). Spend, spend, spend…….now you know why I still work…..LOL

Later and after a snack at home I went on-line and purchased another pair of high-heeled court shoes (sneakers I think my friends in the US call them). Well I have to treat myself once in a while!

Shirley Anne

So nice …..but

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Windy Day at Wispington Evidence of strong westerly winds on the bales and the sign to Hall Farm, Wispington! (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I had the pleasure of an extra hour or two in bed on Wednesday. Recently I had been sleeping in occasionally when I ought not to have done, upsetting my plans for the day to some extent and feeling guilty about it. Knowing I had no electrical work scheduled for the day I could, if I wished, occupy myself in the garden, and that was exactly my wish. There was no hurry, there never is now for me, my time is essentially my own, I can do what I like in it. My life has become a balance between my electrical work which I try to keep to a minimum and time for myself to do with as I please. Currently my wish is to finish off digging out bluebell bulbs. Wednesday was a nice day and sunny for the most part, an ideal day for digging in the garden as long as I stayed indoors! Yes, when I first looked out of my bedroom window I thought I would be able to carry on with the work but when I actually went outside my mind was changed in an instant. It was extremely windy, look what the wind did to the bales of hay in the picture. I knew it was going to be windy as I had taken down the flag the evening before for a day or two until the forecast high winds had passed but had thought those winds would only start to become strong later in the day. As it happened it did get more windy later but even in the morning those winds were already strong and they were getting stronger. No chance then of working outside unless I wanted to feel very uncomfortable and then suffer for it the next day. All my plans therefore were up in the air and at the mercy of the weather. If it isn’t windy around here it is often wet or cold, or all three together at this time of year so it can be difficult to do the things I wish to do outdoors. As I write this on Wednesday afternoon I cannot say with any certainty when I shall be able to get back into the garden. So far today I have done very little except for one or two minor repairs indoors. My electrical work might pick up now that the advert is running once more.

Shirley Anne

Was I ready?

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Bulbs (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I wasn’t really feeling up to doing much on Monday and having gone into the garden to rake-off some soil to make access to the buried plant bulbs I am in the process of removing just that little bit easier I gave up after only twenty minutes! Later that evening I receive a request for my electrical services for the first time in the year. I had withdrawn my advertisement the week before Christmas and the next time it was to be posted again would be on Wednesday just passed. The call was from one of my regular customers who wanted a few small jobs doing. I agreed to call there the next day, Tuesday, but at the time of his call I wasn’t quite sure I would be feeling up to it. I need not have been concerned because I woke up on Tuesday morning feeling much better. On my arrival at his house I was shown the work he wanted me to do and it was more than he had indicated over the phone. I was a little annoyed at that especially as he knew I only take on small jobs these days. Having said that we agreed I should call again the following week to do the less important tasks he had asked me to do. Even so I was at the house for five hours doing the work. I was paid for the work I’d done and would do the rest the following Monday, the next day he or someone else would be available to let me in. As it was there were four people in the house on Tuesday. I made a detour to the electrical supplier on my way back home to purchase the extra materials I would need for the other work. E was out when I arrived home at two o’clock. I only knew that because the gate to her garage (the one she uses) had been left open. Meanwhile I parked the van in the other garage and was about to go into the house when I noticed or was reminded that there were a couple of bluebells emerging from one of the flowerbeds. This flowerbed was the first of two in the front garden I had stripped bare of its original plants last Spring and started over with new ones whilst at the same time filtering out bulbs and weeds. I hadn’t succeeded in removing all the bluebell bulbs as I thought I might have done but now I could see where they were. I returned to the garage and collected the kneeling stool and trowel and began digging out the bulbs. It didn’t take too long and then I was able to finally go indoors for my belated lunch. I am hoping there will be no further bulbs to remove from the front flowerbeds. Time will tell.

Shirley Anne

A little bit weak

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I Get Weak (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Weak Moments of the Shadows

Weak Moments of the Shadows (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As I wrote in yesterday’s post, the weather has turned wet and a little windy too though tomorrow which will be Wednesday as I write, looks calmer but cooler too. There was as expected a dry slot around lunchtime yesterday so I thought I would put on some overalls and boots and begin to rake-off the top soil covering the remaining area where the bluebell bulbs still lie. After just two pulls with the rake quite a few bluebells appeared from beneath the covering. Some came out but most remained as the bulbs would be too deep to remove without digging. I managed only twenty minutes with the rake but I had removed quite a lot of soil despite that. I was however feeling very weak and exhausted, most unusual for me and I gave up on the idea of doing any more work. It was fast approaching lunchtime anyway but I wasn’t going to return after lunch, I’d had enough. As it turned out I think I was so weak because it felt as though the damp weather I had spent four hours working in on Saturday was having an effect upon me. Even though I was well-wrapped up and not feeling the cold at the time it made no difference. Whenever I have worked hard in the past and used muscles not used to continuous hard use I have found it takes a day or so before I feel the resulting effect. I must hold true for working in cold damp conditions and especially if that work was hard-going. We had been informed that Tuesday (today) would be better but the best days would be Wednesday and Friday so I decided to take a break until Wednesday and let myself rest. My problem is I get restless and seeing work that needs to be done not getting done I am keen to get on with it. I have to remind myself that, ‘Hey Shirley Anne you’re not a machine and you’re not as young as you might feel you are so take it easy!’

Shirley Anne

Might find the time

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I think I worked pretty hard on Saturday in working in the garden and was glad for the rest on Sunday. Sunday was an ideal day for working outdoors too but it is a rest day for me. Wanting to resume work on Monday the forecast wasn’t promising in the least for it would be raining throughout the day. I am actually writing this on Monday morning and true to the forecast it is raining. We are told there might be  a break for an hour or so around midday but I doubt I’ll be able to do much if I decide to make the attempt. What I might do is rake off as much top soil as I can so that there will be less of it to dig out to get to the bluebell bulbs I want removing. To give you an idea of how many there are here is a picture taken last year when they were in flower…g-6

As you can see they are numerous. Fortunately about half of them are now removed. Those which remain as I write occupy the area approximately to the right of a projected line from the right-hand side of the path that runs from the bottom of the picture to the top. There might be a few to remove on the extreme right (in the corner plot) though E may have already done that last year. If not I will probably wait for them to appear above the soil to make it easier for myself. You will be able to see more clearly by clicking on the image to magnify. As I write this the forecast for tomorrow (Tuesday) is slightly better, though it will rain. Wednesday and Friday will supposedly be dry. By the end of the week we will be almost one-third of the way through winter but the next two months are usually the worst! I may find the time to get things done or I may not. I am at the mercy of the English weather. I will be available for electrical work once more from Wednesday onward so that may limit my spare time too.

Shirley Anne

On my knees

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After the rain on Friday i was expecting a dry day on Saturday but it was foggy throughout the day and very damp as a result. It wasn’t going to stop me from working in the garden continuing to remove bulbs from deep beneath the soil in the border. For four days, aside from Friday, I had spent quite some hours on my knees doing that work. All that remained was the last section up to and around the little oak tree that marks the end of the flowerbed as far as it is a flowerbed that is. Beyond that point there is still a border of sorts  as it turns toward the large greenhouse. The part I will call the ‘Corner bed‘ and I may do some work there later in the year. It is populated with four small trees and one giant sycamore that is probably fifty years old or more. The holly tree hides three of the small trees in this picture. The bed also has numerous plants in it which I think are iris’ or something similar. They might take some digging out but at the very least the small trees will get pruned. It will be the only part of the garden to be tidied up. A few years ago I laid the large sandstone slabs there to make an edging for the pathway which leads to the greenhouse door. You can see the arrangement in this picture taken just before the large greenhouse was erected at that time. (Click on image to magnify)pics-1005

The small oak tree now stands roughly at the point where the two pathways meet though in the rear bed of course. You can see the corner bed more clearly in this picture. Unfortunately I didn’t quite finish digging out the bulbs as I decided to finish for the day after four hours on my knees for the most part. There remains a half-metre or so of bed each side of the oak tree between the pathway and the rear wall to filter out yet, as of Saturday that is. Hopefully I shall finish removing the bulbs on Monday weather permitting.

Shirley Anne

First of the year

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After a few days of dry weather it finally rained on Friday, all day in fact. That meant a break from gardening work but I knew that anyway as the forecast is generally accurate these days. With that in mind there was no need to get up early so I didn’t, this time is wasn’t accidental as it has been with me lately. If I have a reason to get up early I do it without any problem as I set the alarm but I have to add however that most of the time I wake up before it goes off! So it rained and there was nothing to do. I didn’t go anywhere, just stayed at home. How boring! Usually I find something to do and most probably there was something but I try to put off thinking about such things. It doesn’t work however and I get to thinking what I can do in the months ahead. Already I have a couple of plans in mind and if they materialise I’ll post something about them. When I am working I am happy and though sometimes I think about having a break when I get one all I think about is getting back to work. It’s not necessarily work which is the magnet, though I enjoy work, it is more having something to do. I often play my guitar at home but I couldn’t do that all day long. I read, though it has to be informative, it has to be anything but fiction, I deal in fact. Fiction is fine with me only if it is the theme of a movie. I watch television though I try not to watch too much of it. So Friday was the first day it rained both from the sky and on my parade. g-2I didn’t even get the chance to see the squirrel who has been a regular visitor to the garden lately. He/she lives in the huge ivy-covered lime tree over the wall in the rear garden (centre of picture)  and is often found on that wall or in the garden itself. I suppose the rain is keeping him or her in the nest. The year is young and there will probably be more days like Friday………..I just hope they’ll be few. Probably the squirrel is thinking the same!

Shirley Anne

So far so good

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Working on your hands and knees for long periods isn’t good for anyone but sometimes it is the only way some jobs can be done. I have been working in the garden over the last couple of days digging out unwanted flower bulbs and there have been hundreds of them. It wouldn’t be so bad but for the fact that more soil had been placed in the flowerbed by myself last year which meant the bulbs were that much deeper to get at. It hasn’t been too bad however except where I have had to dig alongside a tree or shrub as there are more roots to negotiate. Standing up and using the gardening fork lifts much of the soil and then getting on my hands and knees enables me to then sift out the bulbs and dig deeper with a trowel. I think I have been wise to leave the work until now rather than having done it in Autumn because the bulbs have been growing beneath the ground and are therefore much easier to see. On Wednesday I was side-tracked a little because I had noticed a few sycamore seeds, easily seen by their wings, and decided to pick them up before they could sprout. Trouble was though that I ended up going around the lawn looking for others, and there were plenty of them. I collected about fifty but no doubt there will be a similar amount still remaining. I remember last Spring when I plucked out numerous infant sycamore trees that had started to grow in the lawn. It will be an annual event unless I don’t mind having a forest of sycamore trees as my back garden! After I had finished picking up those seeds I then had to begin pruning the trees around the area I was going to work in removing the bulbs. That took me some time as I pruned elsewhere whilst I had the opportunity. I had to fetch a ladder to get at some of the tree branches. At last I was able to get down to the bulb removal which wasn’t easy due to the surrounding trees and I only managed to do half of the area before I finally decided to stop for the day. It was mid-afternoon by then and I had been working for four hours. I planned to continue on Thursday but it would be Saturday before I could continue any further as Friday was forecast to be a rainy day. Now it was Thursday, a bitterly cold day but that wasn’t going to stop me continuing with the work. long-flowerbed-7

The picture shows the spot I had been working on both Wednesday and Thursday. The picture was taken after one o’clock just after I had cleared up. I had done four hours work in the cold temperature but the sunshine only reached the space after I had finished. Just my luck. There were a tremendous amount of montbretia bulbs and not quite as many bluebell bulbs which I removed together with a bucket load of stones. I am hoping I’ve got them all but somehow I doubt it. If there are any more they will soon show themselves in the coming weeks and I will remove them. The green wheelie bin was now full. After lunch I took the bin into the front garden where we store all the bins and exchanged it for the other one which was practically empty. I proceeded to cut up the branches I had lopped off the trees on Wednesday and put them in the bin, half-filling it in the process but they will compress. The remaining section of bed around the little oak tree now needs to be filtered and the bulbs there will be bluebells, hundreds of them…………it will keep me out of mischief on Saturday if all goes to plan.

Shirley Anne

Another go

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Two days ago my post was about starting work in the garden and carrying out some maintenance work. That maintenance referred to the removal of two plant varieties, that is their bulbs some of which had begun to sprout. As I mentioned in my previous post those bulbs were bluebell and montbretia neither of which we want in the garden because they grow profusely and take over any flowerbed they are in. I made a good start on Monday and now as I write this on Tuesday I have been able to do more work removing those bulbs. However, Tuesday had been much colder because of the wind so I spent far less time out there but still covered about the same amount of area. Here are two pictures showing a closer view than the one I posted yesterday. Click on images to magnify.long-flowerbed-6

 

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Yesterday I filtered out the soil to the right of the holly tree and around the supporting cane of bamboo. Today I completed the area to the left of the holly tree.The two areas contained both bluebell and montbretia bulbs. There are now two main areas left to do. In the top picture to the right of the small rhododendron (right of centre) to just beyond the now leafless oak tree has the highest concentration of bluebell bulbs and I imagine will be the most difficult to filter. The second area shown in the bottom picture on the left between the two bushes has the highest concentration of montbretia bulbs some of which have already grown above the soil level. I imagine that area will be a little easier to filter. If the weather is fair I hope I will be able to get most of the work done during the remainder of the week. We shall see. If all goes well I propose to fit edging stone slabs at some point as I have done elsewhere in the garden.

Shirley Anne

Christmas is over

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Bet you knew that already! No more people saying Christmas is a celebration of the birth of our Saviour Jesus Christ or should be but you took no notice anyway, you just wanted to have a good time. So you had your good times, seeing friends and family, partying, eating lots of good food, having too much alcohol too often it hurt the next day. Well that was your good time and sadly it’s all done and finished with now and even better you don’t have to think about Jesus, if ever you did in the first place. Jesus was thinking about you though. Jesus was remembering the days he suffered, was beaten and tortured, tied and nailed to a cross and it was all for you. Why did he do that? Because he loves you even though you may not love him or even believe in him or that he ever existed. The thing is, he had always existed and he does love you.

John 1
The Word became flesh
1 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was with God in the beginning. 3 Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. 4 In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. 5 The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.

He offers you a better life, an everlasting one and one centred not on earthly pleasures which all pass away but on a life with him in Heaven and all you’ve got to do is believe in him and in the one who sent him, our Creator God the Father. If you turn to Jesus Christmas and New Year celebrations , nice as they are will be seen for what they are as they are celebrated by unbelieving hearts. You will have passed from death to life and have a real future to look forward too so why not take him at his word? Come and feel the love of Jesus…..

Come and feel the love of Jesus,
Lose your sin and foolish pride,
Let his arms gently enfold you,
Sense his presence at your side,
Sense his presence
Sense his presence
Sense his presence at your side.

Come to me you sick and weary,
Lay your head upon my knee,
I am Jesus, I am healer,
Put your trust and faith in me,
Put your trust
Put your trust
Put your trust and faith in me.

Come to me downcast and lonely,
Lay your burden at my feet,
You’re the one that I have died for,
I have come to set you free,
I have come
I have come
I have come to set you free.

Copyright Shirley Anne 24 Aug 1995

John 3:16

16 For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

Shirley Anne

A good start

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Well a start anyway. Having lounged about far too long doing very little I was determined to change all that and find something to do. It was now Monday and the second day of the new year and the weather was fine and sunny but I missed the first couple of hours through laying in bed too long. I woke up early enough at seven-thirty and maybe should have gotten up then but having that extra ten minutes often turns into a half-hour or more. This time it was over two hours more! I made the effort and dragged myself out of bed though it was still after eleven before I found myself eating a small breakfast. I waited a further half-hour before putting on a pair of overalls and boots, I was going to work in the rear garden. Collecting all the equipment necessary from the garage I started digging the soil in the long flowerbed which faces the rear of the house. I was after the bluebell and montbretia bulbs. Here is a picture taken a few months ago showing the right-hand side of that bed…  (Click on image to magnify)long-flowerbed-4 On the extreme right within the bed is a small oak tree (to the left of the tall holly at the end of another adjacent bed). From the right of that oak tree to the left of the bright green coloured evergreen shrub in the centre of the picture the ground is exposed and beneath the soil are literally hundreds of the said bulbs. Many are now beginning to sprout which makes them obviously easier to locate but many are very deep beneath the surface having had more soil dumped there during the summer. I had been working elsewhere in the garden and needed to remove soil at that time. Anyway I began to dig the bulbs out in the area between the variegated holly (right of centre) and the rhododendron shrub I had planted to its right a metre and a half or so away. In that small area I must have dug out two hundred bulbs if I dug out one! Most of them were bluebell bulbs with only a few montbretia. To the left of the holly it will be mostly montbretia and to the right of the rhododendron it will be mostly bluebell bulbs that I dig out. They will have to wait for another day, maybe tomorrow as I write this on Monday. After a couple of hours I’d had enough for the first working day of the year and went inside for a late lunch. I know there will be hundreds more bulbs yet to dig out but at least I had made a good start.

Shirley Anne

The long and short of it

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So there I was gazing out of the kitchen window again looking at a bright blue sky backdrop with sunshine lighting part of the rear garden. The whole sky was blue, no clouds anywhere on this first day of the year. Not all of the garden was in sunshine though because the sun was low in the sky. The house casts its shadow over a wide area as it does at this time in the year. I watched for a while as the long shadow of the garage slowly progressed along the side wall of the garden. The sunlit part of the wall above it  gradually grew larger until finally the rear wall was in sunlight until it reached the shadow of the house. A blackbird perched there for quite some time in the warming rays. That window of sunlight moved toward the right at the same time the sun began to set until all was in the shade once more. Since September I had been watching the progress of Sun as it approached December and the Winter Solstice and the shadows it cast growing longer day by day. After the Solstice those shadows are now beginning to shorten in length and every day more and more of the garden is getting the sunshine upon it. It will be June before the shadows are at their shortest and the whole garden will be in sunlight at some stage in the day. Sunday was a beautiful day though a little chilly too as we entered a period of wind direction from the north for a few days. I stayed at home all day and although I was tempted to do some gardening I decided against it. I need to dig out some plants before they get too large and difficult to remove but there’s still plenty of time for that. For now I am happy just gazing out of the window until the urge to do something takes over.

Shirley Anne

Last day

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So ends the old year and a new one begins. It was Saturday, the last day of the year and I had ideas of doing a bit of garden maintenance but again I had slept in rather late and shelved the thought. I intended working for an hour or so in the morning because the weather forecast showed that it would get windy and wet later on. I awoke at 9.50 and by the time I had gotten downstairs  it was 11.00. I therefore waited a while and prepared lunch instead. The wind did pick up and it was quite cold to be out in it. Soon after lunch E left the house and I thought she would be out for the day but she was back an hour later. In the meantime I potted about doing very little except watch a bit of television. It was New Year‘s Eve but I had nothing planned for the event, I never observe it.

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Fireworks over Copenhagen the night before New Year’s Eve (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

That has been the way for many years and as far back as I can remember. When asked why I don’t observe the occasion I say that I am simply not interested, which is true but then I think to myself what would be the point? I haven’t drunk alcohol now for a number of years and as most celebrations centre around drinking the night away it would be pointless. I would feel like a fish out of water, everyone getting drunk all around me and me being sober as a judge in their company just doesn’t work. I often wonder why people think that getting drunk is a great way to celebrate anything. Some no doubt will get drunk on drugs too. Why do people treat their bodies that way? It is self destroying. So I don’t want to be a part of it. Saturday evening was spent watching a movie till late and then off to the Land of Nod and getting up on Sunday morning without a banging headache and a mouth like blotting paper. The new year for me would be just like the preceding one and the first day just treated as another day. If you really think about it that’s exactly what they are. We hope the new year will be better and that things will change but in reality they don’t because our hearts are not in it. Maybe this time…..?

Shirley Anne