R's rue

I was like a caged beast roaring in our front room. Even the postman jumped and ran away when he spotted me there behind the bay window - roaring like a tiger with a thorn in its paw. But, yesterday (I believe in yesterday) I managed to break out of the cage in order to undertake a bracing.  country walk. Because the COVID police and COVID informers are prevalent these days, I did not dare to go far. Still within Sheffield's city limits, I parked in the hamlet of Brightholmlee near Wharncliffe Side. Wharncliffe Side It was a lovely day with an anticyclonic chill in the air and swathes of sunshine radiating from  a sky blue sky. With boots double-tied, I left Clint by an  old stone barn. Being his usual charming self he muttered, "I hope this bloody barn doesn't tumble down on me while you are away frolicking in the countryside like a ruddy morris dancer!" Soon I was down by More Hall Reservoir, marching on to Broomhead Reservoir then winding up the valley ...

The food bank in the village telephone box has had a rather unpleasant set back tonight According to social media Someone has just pissed in it ! Bloody hell from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3bHh8FA

  I received by second covid jab today This time it was from a gloriously hunky RAF serviceman instead of the cheerful oncology nurse. His name was Will and he had big brown eyes and a voice to match. I simpered underneath my mask like a teenage girl. Will told me that I may have more severe side effects than I did with the first jab, but I wasn’t really listening,  I just drooled at him from behind my mask from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3bHMDiG

 Cozied up In a blanket Of protection  From a Savior  Who guides My every more The water rests The mountains cease And I remain determined  To conquer  The beast What I am Is underway  By He  Who is I AM from R's rue https://ift.tt/3aP71PU