One

Our lovely granddaughter Phoebe Harriet was one year old today. How those twelve months have flown. All the photographs in this blogpost were snapped by Phoebe's mama.

To celebrate  her special day she went to the Yorkshire Wildlife Park but here she is round about 5pm with the birthday cake that her grandma made in front of her.

The picture below was taken just after Christmas with four generations in view. Phoebe with her father, grandmother and great grandfather.

And finally, here's a typical view of our birthday girl. She is generally placid and easy-going though at the moment she has two more teeth coming through so she has been a little grumpy the last couple of days.

Over the past year, Phoebe has been the most wonderful distraction from the misery of COVID. Each day she brings sunshine and joy into our lives and to watch her developing has been a true privilege.

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Colour

Purple is the soul-lifter
Red, the flame of passion
Yellow, the light of warmth
Green, vibrant stem of life
Pink, a whisper of beauty
Orange beckons, take a chance
Blue is the sea tide in us all
~Terri Guillemets


What’s your colour?
Mine ?

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I Give Up

 After my disastrous date last year ( the one who never shut up about himself ) I was resigned never to meet up with someone from a faceless again.

Last week I received the offer of a “date” from a man I shall call Dan

We are both on the same LGBTQ+ Facebook group which is based in the next county but because of covid most of the social meeting activities planned have been postponed or cancelled over the last two years. 

I did go on one of the walking excursions last summer, which was nice if not somewhat lesbian “ heavy” , but missed the PRIDE social which looked a little too young for me.

Dan messaged me from a comment I made suggesting running a gay themed cinema night. He sounded intelligent and film savvy and eventually after a few relaxed cinema based messages he asked if we could meet for a coffee. 

He told me he was a riding instructor and that he was single 

His Facebook profile looked pretty ordinary and sorted  

This afternoon I drove to a cafe twenty miles away to meet him 

The conversation flowed I thought and three coffees later we agreed to meet up on Tuesday for a dog walk. He seemed a little shy but interested.

When I got home I messaged him that I had enjoyed our chat 

Only to find that he had left the social group and had just blocked me on Facebook, messenger and mobile phone…

Lol …….WTF ? 

I think I’ve been ghosted

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