Day To Day 2017


Our back garden looks like a scene from the Somme, dead headless frogs everywhere!


Mother’s day didn’t go to plan, my nice relaxing day was interrupted by a mad dash to the vets with Kitten.


Productive day, I love a productive day. I painted the porch and as I had to wait 2 hours before I could give it another coat I decided to play with my mother’s day presents.

First the little cat on the left, last year my son brought me a book called Crafting with cat hair by Kaori Tsutays, she shows you how to make felt out of the hair you groom from your cat, and then turn it into sweet little kitty objects.

This year He brought me a candle making set, this is my first attempt, the flowers disappeared! I think my top layer of wax was too thick. Never mind it still smells lovely.


More terror attacks, something needs to be done, but what is the question. My first reaction is not very PC, although I am properly not the only person who’s gut reaction was the same as mine.


Voting day yesterday, I am yet to turn on the news to see who is now running what was this once green and pleasant land, I say was because we are fast becoming a third world country, and yes I will happily argue/debate/discuss that point. I normally have no problem voting but yesterday I found it so hard. There were five candidates on the form , but everyone knows it really only comes down to Labour or Conservatives. While I agree with the Labour ideas of turning the NHS around, more funding for care, schools and housing, (although I don’t know where they will find the funding). I can’t agree with the ideas about terrorism and immigration.  As for the Conservatives, I like the way they are dealing or beginning to deal with terrorism. The shoot to kill policy which no doubt saved lives on the London bridge needs to be in place, terrorism needs a firm hand. I love that May is going in guns blazing for leaving the EU. On the other side I can’t agree with privatising the NHS which they are doing, be it in a very backhanded way, cutting old age pensions, and walking all over the working classes. So I made a protest vote.

I had the weirdest of dreams last night. There was a cow lying on our drive with two calf’s, there was a fox with an identification tag around its neck, the fox was killing hedgehogs and leaving them in the road, one of which was white. I told my son and he said it had been going on for some time, and a large man had told him he had to put one of the hedgehogs out of its misery but he said he couldn’t. So the man hit the hedgehog with an over sized shovel.
Very odd


Not long now to our big day, so two months ago I decided  to (try) to start to make myself presentable. I spent a fortune on a day and night cream that promised to reduce fine lines and make my skin glow. Well has it worked? No in fact my skin looks worse than it did before.


Six months ago I was told my blood sugars were too high, I was at risk of Diabetes, lose weight. I have, half a stone so why has this blood test shown I have an even higher count now?


What a gorgeous morning, at 7 this morning I went out to clean the windows and was accompanied by the swifts, fantastic.


We went for what has to be the worse meal we have had in a long time at the weekend. It was to celebrate a family members birthday in supposedly a very nice place to eat. My chicken salad consisted of very dry chicken and the salad was a plate of iceberg lettuce, 6 slices of cucumber and a tomato! Needless to say The Why-Not-Inn is off our list of go back to places. But the company was good.


As they say in GOT Winter is coming, yes it is only July, but it’s 4am and dark


I have just finished cleaning and polishing the last window and it’s starting to rain!!


24 days to our big day, I should be looking forwards to it but I’m not. It’s so far removed from what we wanted that in no way, shape, or form does it resemble what we had set our hearts on, other people have the do’s they want and don’t care about other people, we always seem to change our plans to suit others. I also have a tension headache which refuses to go away, and has been hanging around now for nearly a week. Roll on September.


Not even a week to go now, I am beginning to regret ever deciding to do it at home, I wish we had just stuck to our guns and gone ahead with the waterfalls and those that we wanted that could make it. This is after all the last big anniversary we will celebrate.


So today I decided to dye the grey bits out of my hair, I used one of those ‘Because you are worth’ it dyes, it didn’t cover the grey at all. The boiler has broken down, the repair man did that really annoying thing of sucking the air through his teeth and shaking his head.

Him ‘Its an old machine’

Hubby ‘about 20 years’

Him more air sucking ‘It will take a bit to repair it’

Hubby ‘How much for a new boiler?’

Him ‘ About £2000 + fitting’

Me ‘ How much for parts and fitting to fix the old one’

Him More air sucking ‘about £500’

Me ‘That will do’

Now we have to wait for the bits.



We did it, on Sunday we retook our vows at home, not how we wanted but there’s always next year, if I am still here.

Today it’s our anniversary, hubby’s had to go to work and won’t be home until quite late, the boiler man should have been here to fix the boiler at 12, still no show and it’s now 5 past 3. TUT


It’s getting closer 78 days, to day is mulled wine chutney making day.



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