Wednesday, May 26, 2010
message to steve
Hi, Steve, Ruth has used my email and I cannot get back to Hewsappy - how do I do it?
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
This time last year...
Gemma and Clive at the Fleece
Originally uploaded by ezappy.
Gemma and Clive at the Fleece
It is good to have a nice memory this day at last
This is what I tried to email you, Cathy
Dearest Cathy,
Mum would have loved this programme on the TV. She loved Margot Fonteyn and the programme is all about her early life pre-Nureyev. Although Mum was not strictly a GOOD dancer, she loved the ballet and particularly Margot. Mum had grace and style but no aptitude for anything other than dancing for fun with me.
I love your meal menus - makes my mouth water. Can I join your dropout gang?
I am a little non-plussed as Dee rang me up to say she would clean the house last week and I have seen neither hair nor head of her - I thought she was coming to clean for good, but........there it is. She was even going to bring me a packet of cream cakes!, but I said 'no'. That'll teach me to split on her about her free trip to Brazil on BA!
Both 'girls' have written to me to say how much they enjoyed their visit to me on Saturday. They loved my little house, its garden and particularly the beautiful tree peony and the 'Yellow Bird' rose bush in the front garden.They also loved our village of K/S
All for now - good to here all your news about Thomas and Kate. love from your proud Dad
Sorry, Darling, a Notice has just come up saying there is an error and my email was not sent. I'll try another way
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Mum would have loved this programme on the TV. She loved Margot Fonteyn and the programme is all about her early life pre-Nureyev. Although Mum was not strictly a GOOD dancer, she loved the ballet and particularly Margot. Mum had grace and style but no aptitude for anything other than dancing for fun with me.
I love your meal menus - makes my mouth water. Can I join your dropout gang?
I am a little non-plussed as Dee rang me up to say she would clean the house last week and I have seen neither hair nor head of her - I thought she was coming to clean for good, but........there it is. She was even going to bring me a packet of cream cakes!, but I said 'no'. That'll teach me to split on her about her free trip to Brazil on BA!
Both 'girls' have written to me to say how much they enjoyed their visit to me on Saturday. They loved my little house, its garden and particularly the beautiful tree peony and the 'Yellow Bird' rose bush in the front garden.They also loved our village of K/S
All for now - good to here all your news about Thomas and Kate. love from your proud Dad
Sorry, Darling, a Notice has just come up saying there is an error and my email was not sent. I'll try another way
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have just sent all my paper to the skip
Happy Anniversary to Gemma and Clive Lots of love from Granddad. XXXXXX
Monday, May 17, 2010
A time in my life
Dear all,
It is now 0500 on Monday morning after a lovely weekend. I have been up for half an hour and made myself a cup of tea, but my mind was so full of my lovely weekend that I had to get up and put some of my two days down on my Apple Mac. This promises to be a long letter.
Saturday, I have been looking forward to for months now as I was to get a visit from two of our baby-sitters of over 50 years ago, Barbara and Gill, who were coming to baby-sit me.
Got up and had a shower, spent too much time in my bathroom, to make myself presentable for my honoured guests. My English way of spelling some Anglo words has a red line underneath, but I won't bother to correct them. Time came for Barbara to drive up and I had just finished taking some beautiful photos of my peony tree with its dozen massive cream blooms like so many boxing gloves,( to use a boxing phrase after Amir Khan's defence of his worlld boxing title) They were not as big as footballs but very nearly, and were in front of my 'yellow bird' rose bush with its myriad of yellow blooms. Also under the trees were pale pink tulips. Anyway to get back to Barbara who was looking lovely as I remembered her although 50 years older. We had a welcome hug and she told me that Gill was on her way from Princes Risborough by train and was due in about 15 minutes into our village train station. Although she did not know Kings Sutton, she soon found her way to our Station and was back in no time with a radiant Gill who had just returned from USA where she and Mick had witnessed the marriage of their son David to his lady love, in Washington DC, both of whom were on the staff of The Times. A long cuddle and we were exchanging our news. Both girls, looked no older than I remember them and had been friends since their early days at the Treasurer's office of Bucks C.C. That is the wonderful thing about girls who meet in their teens. They keep their friends forever.
I had made a special effort to prepare a table fit for the occasion as I had used my best china plates and white wine glasses, as I knew that ladies prefer white wine, although Margaret was a keen supporter of Red Cote de Rhone villages, where we had tried so many enjoyable degustations.
As I had tried to describe to Barbara via Email what my ancient walled garden looked like, she was keen to see what it really looked like, and after a quick look to see that it was as described, the two ladies were full of praise for my efforts, including my new decking which I had spoken so much about, We sat and chatted about our recent happenings, in particular their kind remembrances of my dear Margaret, as I had last seen Gill at the Oxford Crem. They both loved my patient, loving wife and were so sorry that they had arrived too late after many times hoping to visit us, in their busy lives.
Having promised that we would have a picnic-type meal we were happy to sit and enjoy a cool drop of wine, on a sunny day. and set to, to enjoy our meal.
Many memories were discussed, much of which concerned Barbara's 100 year old mother's scheduled visit to her daughter's house in Puglia, Italy and Gill's American visit, which went on despite the volcanic worries about flights across the Atlantic. She was glad to be back among her own English speaking friends as American women have a language of their own, which was strange to Gill.
We also spent some time enjoying Julian's many paintings, on the large screen of my computer, which our son Nic had bought for me.
All too quickly it came round to the time when Gill had to catch her train and Barbara had to return to her mother in Olney, Bucks., to get her ready for her holiday. She was, at 100 still learning the Italian language and already was able to say "I am 100 years old" in Italian. Another of her accomplishments was to say "nice to see you" in Italian, The English aide memoire for which is something like. (I forget, but that is old age)
What a day it was for me. Barbara promised to Email me when she arrived back in her flat in Basildon. I, meanwhile was able to clear away the plates etc., despite pleas from my guests to help. Time was far too short for that and I had loved seeing my friends. I don't know how I would have managed to endure the past three months without friends like mine to help me. My friend Anna, who lives round the corner often pops in for a chat, and a cuddle as she, at the same age as my dear daughter, Cathy, lost her own mother in October and I remind her of her father.
Next day was Sunday and after a visit to our village Church of St's Peter and Paul, I got myself ready for a chicken casserole, using a packet of frozen chicken breast fillets,which I was afraid I had left too long in my freezer. As the packet weighed 1kg, I was in for a big meal, as I was hoping for a visit from Steve, who often shared my Sunday lunch with me. I had also bought a couple of packets of Jersey Royal potatoes and I used one of those.
Lunch time arrived and no visitors so I had a large meal, leaving the rest to eat on the morrrow.
The weather was changeable and there were threats of rain so I stayed indoors after my lunch, to watch a recording I had made of the ballet interpretation of Mendelssohn's 'Midsummer night's dream' which was beautifully done and looked lovely on my Sky+HD (pause for a Commercial). I particularly liked the use of a juvenile Corps de Ballet, aged about 12-14, in the final scene of the beautiful Wedding March. The rest of the ballet to dear Felix's lovely music was very enjoyable.
To continue my use of my lovely TV, I also watched the last three finalists of BBC's Young Musician of the Year Final, after watching the last five on Saturday evening. This time the young musicians played before a full orchestra. The final three were Emma, aged 17, playing her flute beautifully, Callum, aged 14 also playing Mendelssohn's violin Concerto, beautifully on his lovely violin and the final winner, a 16 year old pianist named Lara playing Saint-Saens' beautiful piano concerto. I particularly liked the violin and the piano pieces as they were music pieces I knew, though not so well as the amazing young musicians. The very appreciative audience clapped and cheered all three finalists, but it was obvious to me when the pianist was playing, who was to be the ultimate winner, as indeed she was the final choice, as she had such a presence. Only about 4'10" tall, she was dwarfed by the panel of judges, but she played with such flair and confidence, that despite the amazing flute and violin pieces, she was my (mine and Howard's ) favourite.
For me, the evening's music programme was not yet over as I indulged myself and watched the semi-finals of the 'Dorothy' programme. My - was I indulged. The whole series has held me entranced as the original 20 teen-age girls, with an amazing verve and flair for the 'Over the Rainbow' style music, entertained us all with their confidence and ability.
The girls, who obviously were all great friends, had to watch as each week, one of their number was eliminated until the best four were left for Andrew Lloyd Webber (via a public vote) to select the final three for next week's final. To say that I was amazed at the professional attitude of these young hopefuls, may sound trite, but they provided the BBC with a series of very good value programmes for the last few weeks, probably at a very reasonable cost to us, the viewers, and useful propaganda for Lord ALW's shows..
I had had a very enjoyable evening, just watching my super TV set. Well worth my time, as I was not lonely!
Now it is 7.21 and I have spent a great time with my weekend indulgences. I hope my musings have not been a bore, but I just had to put it down on paper. (sorry about my memory lapses).
Love to all my readers? from a very happy Hugh
It is now 0500 on Monday morning after a lovely weekend. I have been up for half an hour and made myself a cup of tea, but my mind was so full of my lovely weekend that I had to get up and put some of my two days down on my Apple Mac. This promises to be a long letter.
Saturday, I have been looking forward to for months now as I was to get a visit from two of our baby-sitters of over 50 years ago, Barbara and Gill, who were coming to baby-sit me.
Got up and had a shower, spent too much time in my bathroom, to make myself presentable for my honoured guests. My English way of spelling some Anglo words has a red line underneath, but I won't bother to correct them. Time came for Barbara to drive up and I had just finished taking some beautiful photos of my peony tree with its dozen massive cream blooms like so many boxing gloves,( to use a boxing phrase after Amir Khan's defence of his worlld boxing title) They were not as big as footballs but very nearly, and were in front of my 'yellow bird' rose bush with its myriad of yellow blooms. Also under the trees were pale pink tulips. Anyway to get back to Barbara who was looking lovely as I remembered her although 50 years older. We had a welcome hug and she told me that Gill was on her way from Princes Risborough by train and was due in about 15 minutes into our village train station. Although she did not know Kings Sutton, she soon found her way to our Station and was back in no time with a radiant Gill who had just returned from USA where she and Mick had witnessed the marriage of their son David to his lady love, in Washington DC, both of whom were on the staff of The Times. A long cuddle and we were exchanging our news. Both girls, looked no older than I remember them and had been friends since their early days at the Treasurer's office of Bucks C.C. That is the wonderful thing about girls who meet in their teens. They keep their friends forever.
I had made a special effort to prepare a table fit for the occasion as I had used my best china plates and white wine glasses, as I knew that ladies prefer white wine, although Margaret was a keen supporter of Red Cote de Rhone villages, where we had tried so many enjoyable degustations.
As I had tried to describe to Barbara via Email what my ancient walled garden looked like, she was keen to see what it really looked like, and after a quick look to see that it was as described, the two ladies were full of praise for my efforts, including my new decking which I had spoken so much about, We sat and chatted about our recent happenings, in particular their kind remembrances of my dear Margaret, as I had last seen Gill at the Oxford Crem. They both loved my patient, loving wife and were so sorry that they had arrived too late after many times hoping to visit us, in their busy lives.
Having promised that we would have a picnic-type meal we were happy to sit and enjoy a cool drop of wine, on a sunny day. and set to, to enjoy our meal.
Many memories were discussed, much of which concerned Barbara's 100 year old mother's scheduled visit to her daughter's house in Puglia, Italy and Gill's American visit, which went on despite the volcanic worries about flights across the Atlantic. She was glad to be back among her own English speaking friends as American women have a language of their own, which was strange to Gill.
We also spent some time enjoying Julian's many paintings, on the large screen of my computer, which our son Nic had bought for me.
All too quickly it came round to the time when Gill had to catch her train and Barbara had to return to her mother in Olney, Bucks., to get her ready for her holiday. She was, at 100 still learning the Italian language and already was able to say "I am 100 years old" in Italian. Another of her accomplishments was to say "nice to see you" in Italian, The English aide memoire for which is something like. (I forget, but that is old age)
What a day it was for me. Barbara promised to Email me when she arrived back in her flat in Basildon. I, meanwhile was able to clear away the plates etc., despite pleas from my guests to help. Time was far too short for that and I had loved seeing my friends. I don't know how I would have managed to endure the past three months without friends like mine to help me. My friend Anna, who lives round the corner often pops in for a chat, and a cuddle as she, at the same age as my dear daughter, Cathy, lost her own mother in October and I remind her of her father.
Next day was Sunday and after a visit to our village Church of St's Peter and Paul, I got myself ready for a chicken casserole, using a packet of frozen chicken breast fillets,which I was afraid I had left too long in my freezer. As the packet weighed 1kg, I was in for a big meal, as I was hoping for a visit from Steve, who often shared my Sunday lunch with me. I had also bought a couple of packets of Jersey Royal potatoes and I used one of those.
Lunch time arrived and no visitors so I had a large meal, leaving the rest to eat on the morrrow.
The weather was changeable and there were threats of rain so I stayed indoors after my lunch, to watch a recording I had made of the ballet interpretation of Mendelssohn's 'Midsummer night's dream' which was beautifully done and looked lovely on my Sky+HD (pause for a Commercial). I particularly liked the use of a juvenile Corps de Ballet, aged about 12-14, in the final scene of the beautiful Wedding March. The rest of the ballet to dear Felix's lovely music was very enjoyable.
To continue my use of my lovely TV, I also watched the last three finalists of BBC's Young Musician of the Year Final, after watching the last five on Saturday evening. This time the young musicians played before a full orchestra. The final three were Emma, aged 17, playing her flute beautifully, Callum, aged 14 also playing Mendelssohn's violin Concerto, beautifully on his lovely violin and the final winner, a 16 year old pianist named Lara playing Saint-Saens' beautiful piano concerto. I particularly liked the violin and the piano pieces as they were music pieces I knew, though not so well as the amazing young musicians. The very appreciative audience clapped and cheered all three finalists, but it was obvious to me when the pianist was playing, who was to be the ultimate winner, as indeed she was the final choice, as she had such a presence. Only about 4'10" tall, she was dwarfed by the panel of judges, but she played with such flair and confidence, that despite the amazing flute and violin pieces, she was my (mine and Howard's ) favourite.
For me, the evening's music programme was not yet over as I indulged myself and watched the semi-finals of the 'Dorothy' programme. My - was I indulged. The whole series has held me entranced as the original 20 teen-age girls, with an amazing verve and flair for the 'Over the Rainbow' style music, entertained us all with their confidence and ability.
The girls, who obviously were all great friends, had to watch as each week, one of their number was eliminated until the best four were left for Andrew Lloyd Webber (via a public vote) to select the final three for next week's final. To say that I was amazed at the professional attitude of these young hopefuls, may sound trite, but they provided the BBC with a series of very good value programmes for the last few weeks, probably at a very reasonable cost to us, the viewers, and useful propaganda for Lord ALW's shows..
I had had a very enjoyable evening, just watching my super TV set. Well worth my time, as I was not lonely!
Now it is 7.21 and I have spent a great time with my weekend indulgences. I hope my musings have not been a bore, but I just had to put it down on paper. (sorry about my memory lapses).
Love to all my readers? from a very happy Hugh
Friday, May 14, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Small-town boy apologises
Butler, Tanner & Dennis moves into fine arts market
Tim Sheahan, printweek.com, 26 January 2010
Colour book printer Butler Tanner & Dennis (BT&D) has launched a Fine Arts Service in a bid to attract clients that require books, catalogues and art-related prints.
With the launch of its latest service, the Frome, Somerset-based company has also taken on four new staff for the division: Bobby Abbott, Steve Rose, Alex Gumn and Justin Seviour. BT&D managing director Kevin Sarney said the launch of a fine arts division had always been "an ambition" for the company. "We are thrilled to be able to acquire such a skilled team who have worked in this sector for many years and will allow us to expand our offering to our clients and attract a new portfolio of business," he said. The latest expansion to the BT&D remit follows on from the launch of its New Deal print-on-demand service in October last year, which was designed to cut the turnaround times of its corporate materials, such as annual reports. "With the New Deal launch last year and now our fine arts division, Butler Tanner & Dennis is truly bringing an unrivalled range of printing services to the market," Sarney added.
When I described Julian’s Printer as small town, I had no idea that the firm above, who printed Postcard from Provence are the well- known Printers of Fine Arts..
The firm is a well-respected printer and to think that they operate from a small town in Somerset is wonderful and amazed me. The pictures printed of Julian’s lovely paintings are beautiful and will, I hope, grace many a home of art lovers. Bill Bryson wrote a book called Tales or Notes from a Small Island. In fact the ‘Small Island’ (Great Britain)is one of the most important and beautiful Islands in the world.
Tim Sheahan, printweek.com, 26 January 2010
Colour book printer Butler Tanner & Dennis (BT&D) has launched a Fine Arts Service in a bid to attract clients that require books, catalogues and art-related prints.
With the launch of its latest service, the Frome, Somerset-based company has also taken on four new staff for the division: Bobby Abbott, Steve Rose, Alex Gumn and Justin Seviour. BT&D managing director Kevin Sarney said the launch of a fine arts division had always been "an ambition" for the company. "We are thrilled to be able to acquire such a skilled team who have worked in this sector for many years and will allow us to expand our offering to our clients and attract a new portfolio of business," he said. The latest expansion to the BT&D remit follows on from the launch of its New Deal print-on-demand service in October last year, which was designed to cut the turnaround times of its corporate materials, such as annual reports. "With the New Deal launch last year and now our fine arts division, Butler Tanner & Dennis is truly bringing an unrivalled range of printing services to the market," Sarney added.
When I described Julian’s Printer as small town, I had no idea that the firm above, who printed Postcard from Provence are the well- known Printers of Fine Arts..
The firm is a well-respected printer and to think that they operate from a small town in Somerset is wonderful and amazed me. The pictures printed of Julian’s lovely paintings are beautiful and will, I hope, grace many a home of art lovers. Bill Bryson wrote a book called Tales or Notes from a Small Island. In fact the ‘Small Island’ (Great Britain)is one of the most important and beautiful Islands in the world.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Bloody Iceland
... finally had our flight cancelled at about 3.00pm hot-footed it to the train station just missed the last train to Avignon, spent the night in Paris and caught the train to Aix this morning to pick up the car--home at 12.15 this lunch time. £500 and 30 hrs and a day lost of work :-((
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Still here in Gatwick airport, flight now 3 hrs late but not cancelled yet!
I don't think you could by any stretch of the imagination call the restaurant twee though I'll except small--perhaps a little too intimate to share with some very loud county types celebratig DC's elevation to the throne--hopefully it won't happen!! Butler, Tanner and Dennis are the largest colour book printers in the uk, which is why we came all the way from Marseille--you make it sound like Pronta print!! The hall, hall 2 in which they printed my book is the size of two football fields. Anyway nice to se you Dad, thanks for the tea, and sorry it was so short.
I don't think you could by any stretch of the imagination call the restaurant twee though I'll except small--perhaps a little too intimate to share with some very loud county types celebratig DC's elevation to the throne--hopefully it won't happen!! Butler, Tanner and Dennis are the largest colour book printers in the uk, which is why we came all the way from Marseille--you make it sound like Pronta print!! The hall, hall 2 in which they printed my book is the size of two football fields. Anyway nice to se you Dad, thanks for the tea, and sorry it was so short.
Little Grace
I'm so pleased to hear that there is some progress with her health.
Such a hard time for Ming and Francis,send my love on to them.
Such a hard time for Ming and Francis,send my love on to them.
Julian and Ruth
Yes, Julian and Ruth did get here, but not until after 5pm. Julian wanted to take me out to dine and Ruth wanted to see her life-long friend Kipper in Chipping Norton so we killed two birds with one stone by going to see Kipper AND dining out in a recently opened restaurant called Wild Thyme, it was very twee but we all had things we like and the evening was super, although it is only a small rest. the happy clientelle were very noisy. We got home at midnight.
This morning I got up at 6.30 and did my Host thing and then put the TV on to discover that the Volcanic Cloud was hanging over France, so Julian checked to see if there were still flights to Marseille. Yes, thank goodness but flights to Nice were off, so they packed up and left, to be early in any queue. He was cock-a-hoop as he had sold 800 advance copies of His book and the printing was done to his satisfaction. The Binding will take a little time, but they will deliver to Provence. It is only a small town printers, but they print Programmes for Glyndebourne and some other major firm, which escapes me, so Ruth was pleased. He wants me to go to his house to help with the dispatch of the finished books. Got me a job!
Thank any of you who prayed for Nics little 4 year old Grace, it worked, but she is still in danger. The medical staff were wonderful and both Ming and Francis are very, very. relieved. Nic and Jen join me in thanking you all for your prayers. Love from Dad
This morning I got up at 6.30 and did my Host thing and then put the TV on to discover that the Volcanic Cloud was hanging over France, so Julian checked to see if there were still flights to Marseille. Yes, thank goodness but flights to Nice were off, so they packed up and left, to be early in any queue. He was cock-a-hoop as he had sold 800 advance copies of His book and the printing was done to his satisfaction. The Binding will take a little time, but they will deliver to Provence. It is only a small town printers, but they print Programmes for Glyndebourne and some other major firm, which escapes me, so Ruth was pleased. He wants me to go to his house to help with the dispatch of the finished books. Got me a job!
Thank any of you who prayed for Nics little 4 year old Grace, it worked, but she is still in danger. The medical staff were wonderful and both Ming and Francis are very, very. relieved. Nic and Jen join me in thanking you all for your prayers. Love from Dad
Friday, May 07, 2010
At the printers
..we are sitting in a conference room (our own), at the printers in Somerzet waiting for each set of pages to come off the press, each set of pages is called a form: one very large sheet of paper. We have four forms and each is printed on both sides 3000 times, so that's eight times through the press. The set up for each takes about 3 hours and then the actual run takes an hour or so. I have to check each form as the first sheet comes off the press and then sign it before they print the rest. So two plus days of sitting and waiting... dum dee dum and still nerves because I can't really get a sense of it from the muddled up pages on the giant sheets, and they won't do the cover until Monday when we'll be back in Provence.... I JUST WANNA SEE THE BOOK... hold it in my hands and turn the pages.... patience.
Thursday, May 06, 2010
oops
crash
Originally uploaded by John Watts-Robertson.
Farage flips in my back garden!
My neighbour Albert
How to Blog
Thanks to Julian's comment about pre-fixing with www. It seems to work for me. Dear Cathy see you next week. DAD
Blogger Trouble
I have also had trouble with the blogger which is now sorted out thanks to Julian and John, I have never been able to add comments but I think I will be able to in future.
I shall be with you Dad for Mum's birthday.
I have been trying to get hold of everyone over the last couple of weeks but have had no replies, except from Julian, so I was wondering what is the best route to take to contact each of you. I can only imagine that my emails go to spam or phone numbers have changed, or does everyone use facebook now? Let me know. lots of love to you all Cathy
PS Edmund thinks that we should turn the blogger into a chat forum, I said he should get onto the blog and put it up for discussion he says 'yes I will but I keep forgetting'.
I shall be with you Dad for Mum's birthday.
I have been trying to get hold of everyone over the last couple of weeks but have had no replies, except from Julian, so I was wondering what is the best route to take to contact each of you. I can only imagine that my emails go to spam or phone numbers have changed, or does everyone use facebook now? Let me know. lots of love to you all Cathy
PS Edmund thinks that we should turn the blogger into a chat forum, I said he should get onto the blog and put it up for discussion he says 'yes I will but I keep forgetting'.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Trip to Town
Dear Family,
Went into Banbury today, determined to get myself some new shoes. When I was walking from the car park I was surprised to see double. as if one vision was over the top of the other. I had noticed this before and I kept putting off my visit to SpecSavers, so I decided to go into the shop where I had bought these. It was 0945 and I was given an appointment for 11.30. So I went into M&S as you do, and bought myself some new slip-on shoes, very smart and would take the place of ones that I was getting fed up with because they had brown wood stain on.
I also bought a replacement drinking glass as I broke one of my best in the d/w.
I was looking for some toenail clippers, but I was directed to Boots so, determined to waste a bit of time before 11.30 and having treated myself to some of Drucker's hot chocolate in the Castle Quay shopping centre,I went into Boots to get what I have been intending to do for months and got some, as my big toes were trying to get out, and they were beginning to hurt as they used to at the beginning of the football season.
It was quite warm and sunny, so I sat on one of Banbury's conveniently placed benches and watched the clock for 30 minutes, and went to keep my appointment. I have had these specs since February but I went through the whole shebang of an eye test . I must have been there for about an hour and the upshot of it all was that I will be getting a new pair of glasses at no extra cost as it is part of S/savers contract that if I have to get a replacement in three months, I get the second pair free. Just in time too, as three months was approaching.
I had intended to treat myself to some fish and chips in the F&Chippery, but as time was approaching for my blue card I came home and warmed up my lamb casserole, and fell asleep in the armchair. Here endeth the lesson, as I wanted to keep the blogger open. Thanks to www I seem to be doing alright. Looking forward to seeing J&R on Saturday! Dad.
Went into Banbury today, determined to get myself some new shoes. When I was walking from the car park I was surprised to see double. as if one vision was over the top of the other. I had noticed this before and I kept putting off my visit to SpecSavers, so I decided to go into the shop where I had bought these. It was 0945 and I was given an appointment for 11.30. So I went into M&S as you do, and bought myself some new slip-on shoes, very smart and would take the place of ones that I was getting fed up with because they had brown wood stain on.
I also bought a replacement drinking glass as I broke one of my best in the d/w.
I was looking for some toenail clippers, but I was directed to Boots so, determined to waste a bit of time before 11.30 and having treated myself to some of Drucker's hot chocolate in the Castle Quay shopping centre,I went into Boots to get what I have been intending to do for months and got some, as my big toes were trying to get out, and they were beginning to hurt as they used to at the beginning of the football season.
It was quite warm and sunny, so I sat on one of Banbury's conveniently placed benches and watched the clock for 30 minutes, and went to keep my appointment. I have had these specs since February but I went through the whole shebang of an eye test . I must have been there for about an hour and the upshot of it all was that I will be getting a new pair of glasses at no extra cost as it is part of S/savers contract that if I have to get a replacement in three months, I get the second pair free. Just in time too, as three months was approaching.
I had intended to treat myself to some fish and chips in the F&Chippery, but as time was approaching for my blue card I came home and warmed up my lamb casserole, and fell asleep in the armchair. Here endeth the lesson, as I wanted to keep the blogger open. Thanks to www I seem to be doing alright. Looking forward to seeing J&R on Saturday! Dad.
Flying visit
Hello Da, we are just getting ready to go to Marseille to catch the plane, I'm watching your empty living room! Will see you Saturday, hopefully just after lunch depending on traffic, lots of love j ps. you said you'd save me some of Mum's ashes to sprinkle in with our lovely irises; I think a place she'd like to be.
Post scrip
I was having trouble blogging on to my screen, but Julian's answer is to put WWW in front of our blog title - It works and thanks Julian. I thought after 6 years, we had lost it. It goes something like this http./www. Merrow-Smith. org Love www.dad
Hi, Everybody
Mon Cher famile,
It seems a long time since I entered on the Blog, but spring, having sprung, seems to have neglected us temporarily, as it is quite chilly, although the sun is shining. I am still keeping fine and the stupid fall I had at Easter time, when I was painting my decking has caused me to travel bi-weekly to have the cut on my right shin, dressed professionally. It is one way for me to get out of the house. Next treatment is tomorrow and I will go to Brackley, having been to the Polling Station to register my vote. Yes, but for whom?? I think I am a voting floater!.
I am enjoying my new Sony Bravia 32" TV with its SKY HD and I get some lovely programmes to watch, perhaps not everybody's choice, but I love it. La Boheme on a big screen was super and I get some Art programmes, like Andre Preview and his wife, Anne Sophie Mutter, playing piano/violin duets. What a wonderful pianist he is and ASM is a beautiful violinist. I also get chance to see some of my favourite BIG epics, like L'Oronce of Arabia. Beautiful.
Thank you Cathy for keeping me up-to-date with happenings at Nythfa and for Daniel who Skypes me from Singapore. Perhaps he will soon learn to switch on the sound at his end! Love also to my lovely Ruth who Skypes me from Provence. I am looking forward to seeing our two French artists this weekend, as Julian has to collect his 'Postcard' book from the Printers in Frome. Who is going to sleep on the floor?
My once- baby sitter Barbara keeps me entertained with her news from Basildon, and Gill, (the other b/sitter) is in Washington DC at the wedding of her son David. I hope the 'New' cloud over the Emerald Isle does not prevent her from returning to UK this weekend as I am to get a visit from B&G on 15th.
Finally to Pete and Jan and family for their visits to me
If anyone feels inclined, I am having Mum's ashes distributed at the Crem on her 'birthday' at 2pm.
Love to you all from DadXXXXXXXXXX
It seems a long time since I entered on the Blog, but spring, having sprung, seems to have neglected us temporarily, as it is quite chilly, although the sun is shining. I am still keeping fine and the stupid fall I had at Easter time, when I was painting my decking has caused me to travel bi-weekly to have the cut on my right shin, dressed professionally. It is one way for me to get out of the house. Next treatment is tomorrow and I will go to Brackley, having been to the Polling Station to register my vote. Yes, but for whom?? I think I am a voting floater!.
I am enjoying my new Sony Bravia 32" TV with its SKY HD and I get some lovely programmes to watch, perhaps not everybody's choice, but I love it. La Boheme on a big screen was super and I get some Art programmes, like Andre Preview and his wife, Anne Sophie Mutter, playing piano/violin duets. What a wonderful pianist he is and ASM is a beautiful violinist. I also get chance to see some of my favourite BIG epics, like L'Oronce of Arabia. Beautiful.
Thank you Cathy for keeping me up-to-date with happenings at Nythfa and for Daniel who Skypes me from Singapore. Perhaps he will soon learn to switch on the sound at his end! Love also to my lovely Ruth who Skypes me from Provence. I am looking forward to seeing our two French artists this weekend, as Julian has to collect his 'Postcard' book from the Printers in Frome. Who is going to sleep on the floor?
My once- baby sitter Barbara keeps me entertained with her news from Basildon, and Gill, (the other b/sitter) is in Washington DC at the wedding of her son David. I hope the 'New' cloud over the Emerald Isle does not prevent her from returning to UK this weekend as I am to get a visit from B&G on 15th.
Finally to Pete and Jan and family for their visits to me
If anyone feels inclined, I am having Mum's ashes distributed at the Crem on her 'birthday' at 2pm.
Love to you all from DadXXXXXXXXXX
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