R's rue

Today's blogpost is just some pictures with some words. Above - and I love that picture - there's Uncle Ian with his niece Phoebe up in Kelso last weekend. He is a natural with small kids and there he is below, involved in a smoochy pincer movement with Phoebe's father Stewart... From joy to tragedy. I took a Google Streetview ride along the beach at Surfside, Miami and snipped this image of a  sun-worshipping couple getting ready for a lazy morning on the beach. Behind them you can see Champlain Towers before the unthinkable happened. As I write, rescuers are still addressing the rubble hoping to save a few lives. Let's hope they do. There are some serious questions to answer surrounding this manmade tragedy. And now on to Staffordshire and the edge of The Peak District. This is just another photograph I took on Tuesday. It shows Lower Blackshaw Farm with the rocky outcrop known as Hen Cloud beyond it... Yesterday Britain's Health Secretary and therefo...

What a grotty day!  Thank the lord I’d arranged to meet up with Chic Eleanor for an afternoon at the Theatre. This time we went to see the bleak comedy play For The Grace Of You Go I by Alan Harris. It was a powerful and rather interesting piece which explored how Jim, a man with profound mental health issues, copes with his production line job and life by viewing things through the eyes of a film director, inspired by the weekly film club he attends. I loved the fact that in an audience of say just 20 people Eleanor had the total lack of self consciousness to be able to give the actors a standing ovation . “ Darling Please tell the actors they were absolutely wonderful “ she told an usher as we left The usher promised he would , and beamed from under his mask from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3gYO66U

 Sweet puppy smooches On the beautiful Friday Being grateful In the small details That surround me In every way from R's rue https://ift.tt/3xXOp9f