R's rue

  Meirion gave me a lecture the other day about my downpipe. He’s sweet, but has a habit of giving me a lecture about things. It’s irritating because he is invariably right in what he says. Those sort of conversations always are. “ You’ll get damp in the upstairs bedroom if that leaks anymore” he noted seriously I nodded, also seriously and promised to get it sorted  He’d already suggested that I stake my graveyard laburnum  I promised to do that, but haven’t got around to it. Even though I’m a great list maker I still have lots to do The downpipe does need fixing , but I am not the girl to do it.  I cannot go up ladders to save my life. I’m terrified of heights even ones just ten feet from the ground. I am a right wuss. I suffer from the syndrome The Call Of The Void That’s where you get the urge to jump from very high spaces  Luckily Facebook came to my aid and a quick plea for a handyman with his own ladder brought forth an offer of help...

 Favorite desserts- cake and brownies  Olympic sport- Table tennis Caribbean Island-Anguilla Writing utensil- Precise V5 Pen Calming activity-Word searches  from R's rue https://ift.tt/2V8j31L

 Saturday is my general weigh in day. I use the scales at work, which are hidden away in our physiotherapy department . My total weight loss to date is over 23lbs  ,hopefully a few pounds more as I’m on nights tonight. I have double  that weight to go.  I feel on track.  Now only those with weight issues will understand how painful it is looking a photographs of yourself when you hate your size A mirror doesn’t lie, ever…even though you may hide behind a friend when the camera comes out . Simply dieting never works, you have to be in the right frame of mind to be able to let go of comfort eating I’ve reached that frame of mind. Thank fuck for that !  The poster is my latest purchase from Going Gently https://ift.tt/2WFBHhX

  Whose garden was this? It must have been lovely Did it have flowers? I've seen pictures of flowers And I'd love to have smelled one Whose river was this? You say it ran freely? Blue was its color? I've seen blue in some pictures, And I'd love to have been there. Tell me again, I need to know The forests had trees, the meadows were green The oceans were blue and birds really flew Can you swear that was true? I first heard this song by Tom Paxton in 1970. As an environmental protest song, it was ahead of its time. It imagines a world in which Nature is denuded - a world in which flowers, gardens  and trees live only in human memory. Fifty years since the song first surfaced, its warning message remains more relevant than ever. All over this over-populated planet Nature is in retreat largely  because of mankind's short-sighted carelessness or perhaps our indifference. Forests are shrinking as deserts spread. Birdsong is declining along with the hummi...