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I love lupines that grow up here in the mountains and in a few months they will be all over  the place growing wild wherever there is a lot of sunshine to feed them. I really have no news - so do any of you have anything exciting to share that I can enjoy through hearing of your experience. PS. warmed it up a bit

Jamie our 1940s moustached choirmaster liked my flamingo The Trelawnyd contingent of the choir ( Heulwen, Hattie and I) will buy him one as a treat He deserves it we all agreed Daryl and Judith...a lovely understated scene I got home after a strenuous choir practice and watched the whisperers' attack on Hilltop in The latest  Walking Dead episode It was a cracking return to form   and although I was slightly miffed that all of the settlement's children  had suddenly been magically transported to the outpost, I loved the series return to its 1970  disaster movie roots . The episode was a tribute to long term relationships Even though I have night and day shifts booked for the same week, I've made the effort to book nice things on my days off. It's pottery tomorrow with my sisters, lunch out on a Thursday and a cinema trip with my choir sandwich mates on Thursday . I've got Theatre tickets in Chester for Sunday afternoon! A half hour ago I saw Jim at the lane kitchen ...

Whilst many frightened people were buying toilet paper from Sainsburys the other day I bought a fluorescent pink light up flamingo I use it in the kitchen as a night light for the dogs especially when I am on nights It runs by batteries and sits to the left of my favourite oil painting of "Trees in a shady wood" Last night just before I went to work I saw fellow villager " Jim"stop and look through the lane window. His dog was waiting to sniff Mary who had gone all stiff legged and serious at the sight of another terrier so close to home " I like your flamingo" Jim said after We had approached " It's so cheerful........like your pictures " I always like the way that Jim is unapologetic at being " caught" looking through my window After all it is I that invites passing looks by constantly illuminating the scene and by not having shades on the windows "  all is well when I see the flamingo lit!" He said rather cryptically as...

Recently Miriam Margolyes told the world that she was pissed off with her body. She wasn't bitching about having a short dumpy Jewish moma figure, lord that has been her signature " look" since she was a girl But she was  grieving the fact that in so many ways her body wasn't performing the way that she wanted it to. It has aged almost beyond recognition I get that. I really do I repaired the cat flap the other day and sat on the hard kitchen floor for around an hour as I did so. It took a great deal of chutzpah , physical writing and pain and heave myself up again on one of the kitchen chairs without screaming. Old bones eh I'm finding that at the end of my night shift. Whilst some of the younger nurses are bouncing off to the gym after 12 hours ,I'm hobbling like and diarrhoea ridden John Wayne towards the safety of bluebell, a couple of paracetamol hardening my muscles leg controls against collapsing on the back seat like a active nymphomanic would do after...