Friday, 19 September 2014

Wearing Purple

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple

 by Jenny Joseph


Me at the Steam Rally

When we went to the Steam Rally on the last Bank Holiday, it tipped down with rain on the Monday. So much so that I bought a hat off the hat stall. I've always fancied wearing a red hat and had a bit of a laugh with the stall holder about the saying that goes with it.  Growing old? Yep. I've arrived and loving every minute.

Friday, 12 September 2014

Aberystwyth Re-visited

At the beginning of the year, all along the south and west coasts Britain was battered by storms. Seems such a long time ago now. Hard to imagine that only nine months ago, it was all like this.
Aberystwyth on the South Wales coastline was one of the many little towns and hamlets to feel the brunt ....



We live inland about 60 miles away. Last Monday we went out on a day trip. It's funny, when it's winter you can't imagine the summer and in the summer time, winter seems a million light years away.



The sun was shining, but most the holiday makers had packed up and gone home. The children, back in school. The uni and college students not yet back. The boats in the harbour, hunkered down and not a fisherman in sight. The walkway through the castle ruins all but deserted. The last remnants of the wild little pink thrift growing in clumps by the castle wall. Rock pools with fronds of trailing red and green algae and limpets. The sea endlessly swishing as the tide idly ebbed and flowed. You could breathe in the pungent smell of  seaweed trapped on the shore. Just a few of us and the seagulls and I loved it.

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Shrewsbury Steam Rally 2014



We went to the annual Shrewsbury Steam Rally at Onslow Park on August Bank Holiday Weekend.


Loved watching the 'Tractor Pull' on the working field.



And a man cutting morning sticks using a 1923 Massey Harris stationery engine.

The rain tipped down all day long on Bank Holiday Monday, but it was still a great weekend. (PS did you notice 'The Mini' all lined up to strut it's stuff)
(PPS - the header picture is of the lake beyond the working field - you can just about see it through a gap in the hedge)
Have a good week
Molly

Saturday, 16 August 2014

Redeemed By Love


A good friend of ours called by today. O/H has been having a bit of a time of it  health-wise and our friend brought us two complementary tickets for the Onslow Park Vintage Rally on August Bank Holiday Weekend. I think as well, that he brought his pride and joy to show us. It's taken him three years of solid hard work to restore it from 'hedgerow condition' to this. A 1963 Morris Mini. I love the Mini.Used to have one in the 1970's. It's surprising how much room is inside. I once bought an armchair from a furniture auction and after a lot of fiddling and jiggling managed to load it up in the back of my Mini and cart it home in style.


He has tried to keep all the original fittings.


The engine is immaculate and he's even got the original tool set that came with it.


I love old things that are restored. The story of my life really, I suppose.

Sunday, 3 August 2014

We Walk In A Shadow


100 years ago on August 4th 1914 ...... well we all know the rest ....




I found this book, left lying in the cobwebbed dust in the attic when we moved in 37 years ago.
It's a little 'Active Service' Testament 1916


In the front of the book is a hand written message  from Lord Roberts to his troops. It's dated 25th May 1914 -
'I ask you to put your trust in God. He will watch over you and strengthen you.
You will find in this little Book guidance when you are in health, comfort when
 you are in sickness, and strength when you are in adversity'
'Roberts'



There was a name and address at the back of the book -
'Chas. Wm. Ling
18, Egerton Road, 
South Norwood,
London
It was dated 13/8/16

They said that it was the war to end all wars ...... but the pain goes on.

Linking up to http://shadowshotsunday2.blogspot.co.uk/

Saturday, 12 July 2014

Shadow Shot Sunday 2

Taking Five
'I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time' ~ Emily Dickinson

And linking up with Shadow Shot Sunday 2 after all this long while.


Monday, 7 July 2014

'Do You Read Me .........Over'

We had our 'Parish News' magazine the other day. Right in the middle of it was a two page  questionnaire with questions like ' Do you subscribe to 'Parish News', then you had to tick the appropriate box of either 'Always,' 'Sometimes' or 'Never.'  There was a two page list of bits of news, letters, articles, puzzles etc. which you had to tick accordingly. I used to submit the odd article a long time ago. Thankfully there was no mention of that. Wouldn't I have been gutted if they'd all ticked the 'never' box. I got to thinking about blogging and why we do it. Have you ever clicked on 'Next Blog' on the address bar at the top to see who's 'living next door'. There's a load who never have a comment between them and I feel quite sad about that. It's a lot of effort with no feedback. I never quite worked out how our blogging community came about, but I love reading your blog posts and what you've been up to, so thanks for that and for your company as well.
The other thing in my quiet little life is digging the weeds so here's my week -


We've had a couple of meals off our runner beans


Pulled some of the beetroot today too. We had bacon, beans and beetroot for dinner. Yum.


Cucumbers are ready. They taste good (no bitterness). The leaves are starting to show a bit of grey mould which is a pain, but nice while they last.


Tomatoes are fruiting. The early 'Shirleys' are starting to ripen so should be ready soon.


 I dug up one of the parsnips to see what they're like - quite pleased with that one. Love them roasted.


This is a self setter marrow. The seeds just popped through where the old marrow plants had died last year. I transferred them to another part of the seed bed and 'Voila!' or something like that.


The cobs on the sweetcorn are starting to fill out. Should be ready next month. I love sweetcorn with lashings of butter. I've got one of those little microwave dishes where you can cook two in about eight minutes.


That rose is called 'Red Windsor'. I bought it from 'Woolies' when they were in business so it's been growing quite a long time.

 Lilies are out. A bit disappointed because they don't seem to have the fragrance I was hoping. But love them anyway.


This is my mish-mash of a flower garden. It rained heavy today and the delphiniums have toppled over. They grew again from last year. A real bonus - the slugs usually polish them off.


Crocosmia, 'Lucifer' out in the side border. It's flowered early this year. The whole seasons seem to be moving on fast forward. It feels like early Autumn already.
Hope you're having a good life too.