The day after

Thanks to Cheryl for a lovely bottle of Fizz - that went down very nicely indeed last night, with no ill effects this morning. I even slept quite well and then woke up "set" sigh! On the plus side my tinnitus seems to have disappeared from my right ear...I feel I have to whisper that in case it suddenly wakes up! It has been so bad for the past few days this respite is wonderful - long may it........... no won't go there.

The roofers arrived this morning and are happily pounding about up there. What on earth we are going to do with all the stuff they have chucked off I have no idea. I'm not sure it was appreciated quite how much there would be.....hey ho! Next I suppose we have to order new patio doors, though I love the look of these old ones - perhaps they can make us some similar. Modern ones would look awful.

At least I can get away from the noise, a Camera Club Workshop to be organised, well ahead of time to try to avoid mishaps on the evening. Haha...she hopes. It's about lighting, the artificial sort.....I know very little, I have had a flash gun for several years and still don't fully understand it, despite the best efforts of a friend to prod me in the direction of the instruction manual, or even the flash gun itself! So maybe this evening I might be a bit more clued up on how things work...........cough cough!!

Today

Do I feel any different? ........ no but then why should I, it's only another day. I suspect the only time I'll notice is when I have to fill in a form lol. So..... all the suggestions of fluffy slippers, wearing purple and wandering about in my dressing gown........ you all know who you are...... I shall remember ;) and I just might!

Memories

She loved Roses.

I haven't felt inclined to write here of late. Strange that I should today after a very stressful weekend in so many ways. Yesterday was the 4th anniversary of the death of my Mum, I find it hard to believe that 4 busy years have gone by since that mad dash up the M5 to the hospital. I still look at things and think " Oh Mum would like that, I'll tell Mum about this" How the mind works..... plays tricks.

A little incident at the breakfast table this morning made me think....... look at these two phrases:

"you should have said" - "you should have thought."

How many times do you think one of these - they go in tandem quite well too. Two sides of an argument. If you find yourself thinking "you should have thought" about someone on a regular basis, perhaps it's time you said it out loud, and I'll bet that their response will be "you should have said" Hmmmmm why don't we say...........

Some days

There are some days when, no matter how well intentioned I am, nothing gets done that should get done. Problem is that I'm having too many of them at the moment and I'm not sure what to do about it.........I'm tempted here to say "if anything"! But then the growing pile of ironing will soon swamp the bath and tumble onto the floor. (We do have more than one bathroom for those of you who may be wondering if we have personal hygiene issues!) I did promise myself a couple of days ago that I wouldn't use the washing machine until I've caught up with this ironing mountain but.......it's so much easier to wash than iron. I'm beginning to become obsessed by it, it's constantly on my mind. So, now I will close the laptop, turn on the iron and....... but wait it's lunchtime..... sigh

No words

Hmmm

I'm not usually lost for words. If there aren't any posted it usually means that the photos are what I want to say. For the past few days I have been finding it difficult to verbalize (is that really a REAL word - yep, I just looked it up) My thoughts have been going in so many directions that speech has been difficult. I must try to get my brain to slow down a little.

The trip to France was a great success with lots more exploring as well as revisiting old favourites. The street market at St. Brieuc is wonderful. It was good to see long queues at several vegetable stalls and then realise that they were the "organic" ones. The town is definitely one of two parts - the inner core of old town and the much more modern surroundings. Though we have been there on several occasions this is the first time that we have found the old market square. I think another trip is on the cards as it is so very interesting. I found this in Wikipedia:

Saint Brioc (Welsh: Briog ; also known in French as Brieuc, in Breton as Brieg, and in Cornwall as Breock) was an early 6th century Welshman who became the first Abbot of Saint-Brieuc in Brittany. He is one of the seven founder saints of Brittany.

Lot's to be learned I think...........

Only a few

I should be very busy as we are off to France tomorrow but as usual I am leaving everything to the last minute. I have, at least, an idea in my mind of what to pack. Thanks to Lottie packing is much easier - one dress instead of top & bottom is much quicker to sort out. Though as I have no idea of the weather over there I shall be taking far too much, to cover all eventualities.

For those of you who haven't met Lottie do try to take a look: http://lottieloves.com/