Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Lest we forget ...

I've seen the following poem a few times recently and it is never more relevant than today .....

A Daddy's Poem (author unknown)



Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favourite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school
And she couldn't wait to go.

Her Mummy tried to tell her
That she should probably stay home.
Why the kids might not understand
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Why he wasn't there today.

But still her Mother worried
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why she tried
To keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all
About a dad she never sees,
A dad who never calls.

There were Dads along the wall at back
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious, in their seats

One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their Daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching for
A man who wasn't there.

'Where's her Daddy at today?'
She heard a boy call out.
'She probably doesn't have one,'
Another pupil dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back
She heard a Daddy say,
'Looks like another deadbeat Dad,
Too busy to waste his day.'

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mum
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.

And, with hands behind her back,
Slowly she did speak.
Out of the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

'My Daddy couldn't be here
Because he lives so far away
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know
All about my Daddy
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories,
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses
And taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes
And ice cream in a cone
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.

'Cause my Daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart.
I know because he told me,
He'll be forever in my heart'

With that, her little hand reached up
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat
Beneath her favorite dress.

Somewhere here in the crowd of Dads,
Her Mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd,
She finished with a voice so soft
But its message clear and loud.

'I love my Daddy very much,
He's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.

You see, he's a British soldier
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught Britons how to fear..

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away.'
And then she closed her eyes
And saw him there that day.

And to her Mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of Daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them.
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second
They saw him at her side.

'I know you're with me Daddy'
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed
But, there on the desk beside her
Was a fragrant, long-stemmed rose.

And a child was blessed, in that moment,
By the love of her shining star
And given the gift of believing
That heaven is never too far.


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Sunday, 8 November 2009

Underhill Lane updated ...


... There's been Winter and Summer and now here's Autumn! Taken on Wednesday morning on my way to the Glitterpot for a workshop with Kay Webb. It was a lovely bright, crisp autumn morning and this time I had my camera so no rubbish picture taken on the phone camera. Now have to wait for Spring to get the last in the series of seasons ... and Summer again to get a decent photograph - *lol*!! I've had people comment on the road sign. Have to say it's not the norm in the UK but a legacy of times long past. It does, however, add a certain quaintness to the picture and I love it!



Had a lovely day of workshops with Kay. A small, friendly and sooo relaxed couple of workshops. Just what the doctor ordered. Full 'doings' are over on 'Bits' here. We made 4 cards and I made a 'bit'. The planned afternoon cards were finished a lot earlier than anticipated so we were given the chance to make another card with the scraps and left over bits. I started but didn't finish and unlikely to ... but then again - *LOL* Not impressed with what I've done so far so, unless I can rescue it ...



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Remembrance Sunday ...


They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them...

Saturday, 7 November 2009

Here we go ...

... again! More wildlife but of a different ilk! Opened the patio door this morning and got rained on. Thing is, sun is shining - although it's pretty chilly (proper autumn morning - *lol*!). What did I get rained on with? Ladybirds! Yep, those pretty red things with black spots except they're not so pretty when they fall on you, into your hair, and in large numbers - *LOL* Our patio doors haven't been opened for a couple of days. Not a mega amount of time but long enough for a group of ladybirds (what's a group of ladybirds called?) to decide that the upper track of the patio doors was a good place to hunker down for the winter. I've got news for them ...... it's not! Looks as though we'll have to make sure we open the door at least once a day for a while.

Bit of research on my good friend Google shows that they were Harlequin ladybirds - not one of the native British varieties. I'm afraid a good few of them are now dead as there was no avoiding it when clearing out the ones that didn't rain down on me but ... it seems that these Harlequins are a real threat to the native British ones so a few less won't come amiss. Took some photos but they're not brilliant. My little point and shoot didn't do too well on these but there were at least 3 different types of Harlequin and could have been more ...














Seems a group of ladybirds is called a 'loveliness'. Not too sure of that when you get rained on but hey, in normal circumstances I won't argue - *LOL*

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Friday, 6 November 2009

Bonfire night ...

... or Guy Fawkes Night or Fireworks Night, was last night and it must have been the quietest one in years. Apart from a few 'fizz, bangs' there was hardly any noise at all! Could be different tomorrow night though as there's bound to be a few 'parties' around. Youngest son's family went to a big display put on by Brighton's Lions Club. They take over the local County Cricket ground but son has a friend who lives in a 5th floor flat overlooking the ground so that's where they went. I looked after little Zac as he's not old enough to appreciate the fireworks yet and it would have been far too late for him anyway.

I can remember years ago that Guy Fawkes night was only ever held on the 5th November, unless weather was bad on the night, then everybody had their fireworks on the next suitable night. Nowadays (although not this year in this area) people let off fireworks for a couple of weeks leading up to and a couple of weeks after ....

How naive we were all those years ago regarding the dangers of fireworks ... or were we just more careful? Could it be that they're now no longer made as suitable for private gardens? I certainly remember a 'jumping jack' chasing me around a neighbour's garden when I was little. Scared the living daylights out of me and hated them ever since!


Remember, remember the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
I see no reason, why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, guy, t'was his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.

By God's mercy he was catch'd
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.

And what shall we do with him?
Burn him!

Bonfire Night/Fireworks Night/Guy Fawkes night? It's the night Brits celebrate the failure of the Gunpowder Plot, as it became known, back in 1605. Some people think that we celebrate Guy Fawkes' treason. In fact we celebrate on the edict of King James 1st, to celebrate his survival and the failure of the Plot, as the plot was to blow up the Houses of Parliament with him in it! The plotters were a group of men led by Robert Catesby but it was Guy Fawkes that was found, leading to the discovery of the plot. Since then, every November 5th, Brits have celebrated by burning bonfires, traditionally topped with a 'guy' (effigy) and setting off fireworks. It used to be a real family celebration but as years have gone on there's a move away from private parties to big, organised displays which enables much more extravagant pyrotechnics than could ever be displayed in private gardens.

We had a bit of sad news this week. One of our neighbours who lives opposite died at the weekend. She was a lovely lady but had been suffering from early stage dementia for a while then, earlier this year, she suddenly lost the use of her legs. She was taken to hospital but they couldn't find out why she'd become immobile - she just couldn't walk or carry her weight. She came back home but her husband couldn't care for her very well so she went into a home and he visited her daily, even though she got to the stage that she didn't really know he was there. The last few weeks she stopped eating and drinking and she slipped away over the weekend. She was nearly a year older than my Dad - her husband is a little younger. We've known them for 21 years - well, I've known them longer really 'cos they remember me, as a little girl, helping Dad with gardening jobs on his days off when he was in the Fire Service so, reckon they've really seen me grow up! It's sad and she was so sweet. R.I.P Ruby. You will be missed.

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Tuesday, 3 November 2009

Seems I'm ...

... not the only one feeling 'old' - *LOL* Difference is I'm not that old .... yet, although some might disagree .... whereas the other person is! Yep, it's Dad ... my nearly 88 year old Dad. Asked him how he's getting on at his weekly visit to the Day Centre and he says it's OK. He says that sometimes he thinks he won't go again but then always does. He likes some of the games they play, the meals and he's starting to chat to people. Seems the only complaint he has are the women - or some of them. He says the 'old women' make him feel old. These 'old women' are probably his age or younger but he doesn't see himself as old ... not in his head. Guess it must be pretty common 'cos I still feel like I did in my early 20s, in my head. Problem is the body and mirror tell me differently but I understand totally about feeling younger than you are so it does seem as though that's an ageless thing.

Off for a day of crafting tomorrow at the Glitterpot, which I'm looking forward to then I really must sort out some travel insurance .... only 91 days to go .... *YAY*!! Spoke to the nurse at the surgery yesterday re vaccinations. Not looking forward to them but they are a necessity really so won't take the chance of not having them. I'm now catching up with all my basic health checks, most of which have been put on hold over the past few months. Perhaps I should now do the same with my dental treatment. Get it all over and done with while I'm doing the round of needles - *urghh*

Need to go shopping for beachwear and lightweight clothing but may be better to wait until after Christmas when new season stuff starting to come in shops. Don't really have anything in my wardrobe suitable for the tropics *hehe*. Not something I've had a need for in well over 10 years ....

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Saturday, 31 October 2009

How old ...

... do I feel? Yep, feeling a tad sorry for self right now - LOL! Oldest grandchild is 18 today. Officially an adult and that's scary! So glad he's not repeating history though, otherwise in 5 days time we would have been going to a wedding. Yep, his Mum and Dad married just 5 days after his 18th birthday and his Mum was just a month past hers. Kieran arrived nearly 11 months later. Happy birthday and congratulations Kieran ... here's to many more, with love. I'll get used to feeling old from here on in - LOLOL!

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Friday, 30 October 2009

Decision made ...

... for now!

I had a good chat with the nurse who was going to do my pre-op assessment. Note - was going to do! I've 'deferred' it - or, as she put it ... paused it. She was as surprised as me at how quickly it's all happened. Bit like a steam train really and hasn't given me much time to think about it (as consultant suggested) or even come to terms with it and accept that I might need the op! She said that I could be OK in around 10 weeks after the op ... when I'm due to go on holiday ... as most people are, but there is no guarantee and I could also have a fair bit of post-op pain. She sort of advised, if I wasn't in any pain, that I paused it and had holiday first. It will give me a bit more 'thinking' time and also time to get my head round it all and I can put it in motion again by contacting GP just before I go away in February so I could have it in March, which is when I expected if I'm honest.

It seems that there isn't a 3-4 month waiting list, it's more weeks, although she says mine did come through extremely quickly. She did suggest that perhaps I could talk to GP with a view to having a 2nd opinion because of my doubts, as I've no pain (but she said that could change in a matter of days or weeks) and there's been no other alternative treatment suggested or tried. What she did say was that the problem with seeing a surgeon is that they want to cut straight away - lol! She said, even if pain starts to come in again, there are other treatments available like injections. After I'd made decision nice nurse said she thought I'd made the right one for now ...

I've been looking up what type of exercise is recommended and it's all the usual - swimming, cycling, walking, aquarobics and the one I'm leaning towards starting with, because of my breathing, pilates - to strengthen the core muscles and increase flexibility. I've got to consciously keep a straight back as well 'cos I've started leaning badly when I walk and that doesn't help the lower back or knee. I've decided I ain't having any operation just yet, not before I've had my holiday and I've tried other things to get me walking properly! It will also give me more time to get my head round it all.

As I said before, it's gone like a steam train and I've not really had time to really believe I need an op .... if I do! There's a lot of people a lot worse off than me who do and don't get it.

Next time I'm down the Leisure centre for a massage or facial I'm going to see if they do any pilates classes... ☺

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Monday, 26 October 2009

Oooops! ...

... poor Dad. Went to see him today and he seemed proper down. Couldn't get him talking much and he was very confused. I asked him if he was having a bad day and he said he 'supposed he was'. A little pressing and it seems he'd been told off by the care staff. I'm sure they haven't been nasty because, from what he tells me, one has been trying to explain to him but .... they've told him to stop pushing his emergency button when there's no emergency! Seems he's waking up and waiting. Gets fed up of waiting so pushes the button to ask where they are - lol! Never been known for his patience has Dad - he just doesn't do waiting - but, because he's got no sense of time 2 seconds can seem like 20 minutes or more to him when he's waiting for something. Anyway, he thinks waiting too long (or his idea of too long) constitutes an emergency so is pushing his button, more in the way he did while in rehab when he needed to go to the bathroom or similar ... because that's what they told him to do there so that somebody was with him. He had one of these buttons before he moved and didn't use it once (although I expected him to) but now it seems he thinks it's there for his beck and call ... exactly as it was in rehab so, once again, he's living on his memories from those few weeks. I tried explaining to him again as to what would constitute an emergency to warrant him pressing the button. One day it will go in.

Strange thing is, when he does have a genuine reason to push it, he doesn't! On my visit last week I had reason to ask him if he'd had a bad fall since I last called on him. He admitted to having a fall but 'not a bad one'. Then he asked me how I knew. Think the large hole in the kitchen wall gave me a clue! It was large enough I could put my hand through into the cavity and the wall was cracked over a 2 to 3 square foot area with the hole towards the top, as if his head had gone through it. He had no idea the hole was there ... he said! Now got to get builders in to replace the whole panel of wallboard, replaster and paint! Just as well it wasn't the bricks & mortar solid walls he had before he moved .... dread to think.


Had a lovely day at The Craft Barn yesterday, with friend Greta, at a watercolouring class in the morning and another for using Derwent Coloursoft - UK version of Prisma Colors - in the afternoon. Learnt I'm still rubbish at watercolouring (and beginning to think I shall remain so) and that I'm happy with my own interpretation of using my Prismas (Coloursoft). Didn't pick up any extra tips on the Coloursoft as it seems the tutor hadn't used them as much as me (and I haven't used them much) but enjoyed the class anyway. Finished projects are on Bits ...



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Saturday, 24 October 2009

I've made a ...

... decision! When I go to the pre-op appointment on Friday I'm gonna tell 'em about my now booked holiday and, if there's no guarantee of recovery well within 3 months then I'm gonna wait until after I come back. I'd rather go as I am than risk having to cancel 'cos cancelling the holiday isn't an option as far as I'm concerned - LOL! It's not an energetic holiday and reckon I can cope for another few months. I wasn't expecting anything to happen until after it anyway. Guess it all depends on what type of hip replacement it's going to be ...

I'm certainly having a few 'senior moments' just now. Think things have thrown me a bit over the last few weeks (well, that's my excuse - lol!) Went to post office this morning and as I left car and was walking along I looked down at my feet .... Guess what's wrong! Oooops! Couldn't get back to car, and the safety of home, quick enough - LOLOL! Teach me to check my feet before I go out of front door. I've done this once before when I was working. On that occasion I made a hasty retreat to the nearest shoe shop as soon as it was open.


Took hubby for the MRI on his hand today and .... the hospital was empty! Car parking was easy-peasy so a Saturday appointment was well worth it. Seems they do scans that don't need clothing removed on a Saturday as there were no staff other than the technicians and a receptionist. We were in and out within the hour so I've had plenty of time to finish my projects from the crafty day yesterday and photograph them. Check out Bits ....


Looking forward to another crafty day tomorrow ... the Craft Barn for colouring techniques. Watercolour in morning, Coloursoft in afternoon and the company of another good friend ... Greta!

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Friday, 23 October 2009

OMG! OMG! ...


... What a day today! Sooo much has happened! Firstly I've had a brilliant day with crafting buddies. Took a round trip of 180 miles to partake - 1.5 hours out, 3 hours back because of 4 car pile-up nearish home on way back. (Yep, some crafters are that mad!) Had a really different 'make' which is to have the finer detail added and also a card with a difference as well. That also needs the finer detail adding and finishing. They will be done tomorrow, hopefully and posted on Bits in due course. Thanks Debs, for a really, really brilliant day!

Countdown on sidebar has been changed for a 3rd time since it's been there but ... it won't be changed again 'cos flights are now booked! It's definite, it's a goer, it's a holiday of a lifetime and it got even better today! We're going a couple of days later and it's been extended by a couple of days because ..... we're gonna be doing the Zanzibar Spice Trail! A real, real adventure this is becoming and all because of a throwaway remark that I made seriously but didn't expect it to be taken so. I'm so glad she checked that I was being serious but not for one moment did I expect it to result in this holiday. There's me thinking a week or 2 ... Canaries or something as mundane - lol!! (Mind you, never been there and would like to ....)

Next shock today ... and not so nice I guess, depending how you look at it. Phone call from hospital. Date for hip op .... 16th November! Yep, all this info coming in while having crafty day with friends - lol! Anyway, what happened to the 3 to 4 month waiting list? It was only last week that I got the definitive diagnosis! I've now got appointment for pre-op check, appointment for bloods and the date (although no time yet) to go into hossy. Still, guess a new hip will have me walking properly by Christmas ... if they'd give me a lung transplant while I'm there I'd be made - LOLOL!

Update: Been reading up on op and .... questions need to be asked before I finally agree to said date! May need to delay to after holiday of a lifetime ..... !

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Wednesday, 21 October 2009

What a week ...

... is following last week! Not quite so manic but busy, relaxing and exciting all at the same time!

Visit to eye hospital for Dad's regular check-up yesterday and a lovely hot crystal massage for me today. Eldest grandson passed his driving test today (well, youngest would have a job as he's only just turned one - lol! - and I'm feeling older by the minute) and I've spent time improving my nestie storage (needed to 'cos got sooo many now that I had to do something) albeit I think, temporary.

I've also taken more crafty parcels over to Dad's flats. The generosity has been astounding where they've been concerned and I can't thank the donors enough for it. Crafters generally are a pretty generous and caring lot and imag-e-nationers certainly are. Tomorrow I have to prepare for another crafty day on Friday with Debs. It'll be a long day - Friday, that is - but one I'm looking forward to. Have no idea what we're getting up to but have instructions as to what to take but with not much idea what for - lol!

Just when I thought the week couldn't get any better I've received the 'go' on something I've had fingers, toes and anything else crossable, crossed for and for a number of weeks, waiting to have it confirmed! Countdown is now on sidebar of blog - lol!!

I've been given the opportunity of a holiday of a lifetime. Little sad 'cos hubby can't come but then it's a holiday that wouldn't be suitable for him anyway due to the wheelchair. It's pure luxury, off the coast of Tanzania, in the Indian Ocean on the island of Pemba. The resort? Fundu Lagoon .....

I've had confirmation from medics that there's no reason why I shouldn't go. Jabs, anti-malarials etc shouldn't affect my prescription meds and was told 'go for it' so I am and joining Jackie on one of her jollies!! As she has said ... "My new travelling companion... .. hope this the first of many brill holidays... and nothing like starting big and working ya way down" ... LOLOL!!

When we first muted the idea of having the odd holiday together I had no idea that this one would happen for me! Roll on 31st January - the day after my birthday and the day we fly out. What a birthday pressie! Can yer tell - I'm excited!

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Sunday, 18 October 2009

Ooooooo, it's been ...

... a busy week and I'm feeling shattered! Following the hospital visit and the mix of news (definitive diagnosis and the solution!) I had a brilliant day with friends at the Craft Barn on Wednesday. As individuals we take our crafting seriously - but get us together as a group and .... well! Best not to say really. I just feel sorry for the poor tutor. Seems there's only one tutor that's prepared to take us lot on at the Barn. Not sure if she's very brave or as mad as us but hides it well - lol! Whatever, thank you Carole ... even when we change the class part way through - lol!!






... and look at the beautiful bouquet the ladies gave me! The flowers are opening out more now and the scent from them is filling the whole house. They, and it, are beautiful!


Thursday, hubby and I kept Dad company for a fish and chip supper and quiz night at his flats. Not really supper or a night 'cos it started at 4:30pm and we got home around 7 but it was fun. Fish and chips were delish (came from one of the best chippies in the country ... Bardsley's - lol!) and we won the quiz .... yessssssss (ooops, I'm not at all competitive - right, hehe!). We hoped Dad would start chatting to other residents but that hope came to nothing. Not even sure he was aware that there was a quiz going on. I've asked the staff to encourage him to attend some coffee mornings so he's on his own and has to socialise as it seems he's not going to when we're there. We will do it again with him but hopefully he will have met some more of his contemporaries and got to talk to some by then. He says he's missing his 'old friends' (his old neighbours) but he hadn't seen any of them for years before he moved. He only saw them when he walked the dog and he'd stopped doing that about 5 years ago. Not one of these 'friends' sent him a condolence card when Mum died and some of them had lived in the terrace of houses for the same length of time ... since 1954/55. He's missing the memory of years ago, not what he finally left behind and that's sad when he could be making new friends (although there are a couple that know him from his old area).

Friday was a 'rest day' - LOL! It was our anniversary. 24 years, 2nd time around. I spent it finishing projects from Wednesday and updating Bits blog with the results ... bar one, still to do! I'd been offered a meal out on Saturday but there was a catch .... LOL! To get meal I had to accompany hubby to Bisley (National Shooting Range) so he could collect some shooting specs. Fortunately he was not shooting else he'd have gone on his own! It was worth it though as we had a lovely meal on the way home. Ex Little Chef now a pukka, proper restaurant called The Orchard and the most delicious food ... especially the homemade banoffee pie - yum!

Today? Me and my mate Cally went to the Southern Papercraft Extravaganza. A small craft show held in a sports centre at Biggin Hill, Kent. Glad it was small 'cos I couldn't have done a big one but still managed to spend a bit! I took my own seat ... a shopping trolley with a seat attached ... so that I could sit down as and when needed without having to go hunting for one. Bonus was, it took the purchases as well. I have to say that this trolley has been filled at other shows. Today it didn't get a quarter filled but I still did have a good selection of goodies by the time we left - :0)).






Got another busy week ahead now, hospital with Dad, massage, another couple of crafty days ... well, you've got to, haven't you - LOL!

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Thursday, 15 October 2009

Internet disappeared ...

... on Tuesday afternoon! What did we do before we had it? I felt like my right arm had been cut off and the strange thing is - I was out all Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday evening and all day yesterday so I shouldn't have been worried but, for the time I was at home until it was back tea-time yesterday, I was lost. Guess it didn't help that I'd organised a crafty day for yesterday and I had no contact with anybody that was going. Probably wouldn't have been so bothered but for that, especially as I wasn't really around to need it much. Just shows how we rely on things (especially as my appointment diary is all on 't-internet .... Google Calendar!) Anyway, tis back now - slight prob with router, easily sorted.

Reason I was out Tuesday afternoon? Hospital appointment with the Orthopedic surgeon regarding my hip. I was hoping for a definitive diagnosis and some help towards walking properly and I got both .... but not in the way I thought! Yep, expected a diagnosis and expected a referral for physio initially. What I got was the diagnosis .... arthritis (strange how it hit me so quickly but he says it's a bit of an unusual one!) and and the treatment? Stay as I am with all the associated discomfort (no groin pain any more but back and knee really hurts after a few minutes because of the way I'm walking) or have an hip replacement. Yep, surgery straight away, no messing, no physio - only choice if don't want to stay as I am! Could have knocked me down with a feather as it wasn't what I expected at all! Shocked? Understatement! Anyways, I'm now on waiting list 'cos can't go on like I am. I've barely got any mobility - well, I have but it nearly has me in tears sometimes and because it's such an effort it affects my breathing so don't think I've really got a choice. Dealing with my poor lung capacity is enough without fighting to walk as well! It's taking a bit to come to terms with though. I've only had 3 ops in my life - 2 very minor day surgery cases and one not at all minor but the last op was over 20 years ago and the first (the major & one minor) over 30 years ago and I was young, fit and healthy for all of them. Not so young, fit or healthy any more so can't say as I'm not worried although I'm told that it's an op that's virtually 100% successful!

The day yesterday was brilliant and had a real laugh. Met somebody new to me and somebody I'd not seen for over a year (which is why it was arranged) so it was good. Photo's not downloaded from camera yet and I've got homework to do to finish projects - perhaps should have chatted and laughed less 'cos some peeps got finished ....!

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Sunday, 11 October 2009

Every once in ...

... a while something happens that makes you realise that life is not a 'given'. Nobody knows what the future holds in 5 minutes time, tomorrow ... however long! There is a report in the news today which has brought it home - a reminder, if you like.

The death of a young man with the world at his feet. This young man was younger than my youngest son and he died completely unexpectedly and suddenly after a night out. Went to bed, went to sleep but never woke up. He was a member of a British 'boy band' (how I hate that tag - they're not boys and they don't play instruments so they're not a band) .... Stephen Gately, of Boyzone.

I'm sure a PM will identify the reason for his death but, as far as is known right now, there was none. It was very sad when Patrick Swayze died a couple of months ago but he'd been ill for a while, fighting cancer and it was pretty certain that he wasn't going to live long once diagnosed. He was a little younger than me and I was an huge fan.

Rest in peace Stephen ... and Patrick.

The rest of us should live for the moment because we just don't know what's round the corner!

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