Archive for September, 2009

My art work…

Just posting some pictures for a friend to see….

stormy seas

stormy seas

across to Donegal

across to Donegal

panoramic picture

panoramic picture

rough weather

rough weather

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Here’s to the Hampshire Fire Brigade!

Well, I didn’t get to blog yesterday and nearly didn’t today. I’ll tell you, first yesterday was Harry’s birthday and I was sooo busy all day. I cannot lie, I really can’t and so yesterday was hard in that Harry calls from time to time to say hello and how’s your day etc. and I had to say I was thinking of doing some painting or well I had just sat down with a cuppa, neither of which were lies as such but what I didn’t say was that I was working furiously to getting a cake made, which took two hours to cook, and getting it cooled enough to marzipan and ice and decorate. I put the kitchen fan on it in the end! I was also blowing up balloons furiously… I stopped at 34 out of puff  and 28 short of the number I was aiming for. I placed banners on the table and down the bannisters and hung a huge bundle of ballons up, the rest I weighted and put on the table surrounding the cake which was still slightly warm when I iced it, along with various other little decorations. As well as the usual laundry and cooking dinner that is, anyway we lit the candles as he came through the back gate and showered him with balloons when he entered the dining room as we sang Happy Birthday… silly I know and I had to tell him just how hard it was not to tell him what I had been up to all day. I think he enjoyed it and at least it gave him something to talk about at work the next day.

No the Fire Brigade had nothing to do with the number of candles on the cake, I’ll come to that later. I have a problem from time to time with vertigo and today the reason behind me almost not getting to my blog was just that, vertigo… the worst I have ever had it. Harry came up with what could have caused it – blowing up his balloons would have put pressure on my ears. Anyway, a wobbly visit to the Gp and some antibiotics and it is beginning to settle down hopefully. The trouble was I was exhausted after a bad night and completely forgot I was expecting the fire brigade coming to check my smoke detectors etc. When the doorbell rang I leapt up from the chair, my book falling to the floor, and opened the door bleary eyed. It took a second for me to realise ah yes… that was why I had to tidy up, painstakingly slowly so I didn’t fall over, so that at least the house was tidyish this morning … I had visions of fire engines and firemen in their uniforms coming to call but although they were nice, all they wore were bloiler suits with a nice logo for the fire brigade on. I needed just one smoke detector and learnt a lot about my electrical apliances, especially the adaptors. Fortunately, I have always been safety conscious and I used the correct long bank adaptors. Anyone using the square plug in kind should throw them away , THEY ARE UNSAFE, instead by using the long banks of sockets you are protected by a fuse in the plug, usually another in the bank and the fused plugs on the appliances themselves. Thankfully, we were all ok. I also learned the importance of having a drill that everyone knows about and also the whereabouts of the keys to any visitors that stop over too. Little things but things that could save a life, so I thank the Hampshire Fire  Service for this free check and advice service and would like to say that if you would like a couple of firemen to call on you and run through your safety procedures and electrical socket use and provide free smoke detectors if you need them, do give them a call in your area. I believe all counties offer this service. It is free. Better safe than sorry and I found it extremely useful. You will be disappointed in not having a fire engine or uniformed guys but hey, we can’t have everything.

Talking of fires, I had a wonderful conversation with my daughter in Spain yesterday. Suzi called up to ask me to put a message on her facebook to the fact her internet was down and she would be back asap… ‘Why?’ asks I. ‘What’s the problem?’ ‘Oh apparently,’ says she, ‘ a helicopter hit the cables or something.’  ‘What about the helicopter, did it crash ?’ asks I, ‘ Oh the helicopter is ok, it was the bucket’ says Suz, ‘Bucket, what bucket?’ I am getting quite curious now. ‘ The bucket with the water in’ was the reply. Now Suzi isn’t blonde but she can sure come out with some wonderful blonde type stuff… ‘how did the bucket manage to do the damage? asks I, ‘It was under the helicopter.’  ‘So what was it doing under the helicopter?’ says me not thinking… ‘putting out the fire….’ I am beginning to panic now, fire! helicopter! buckets of water! I was wondering what was coming next and had visions of this story unfolding to become some disaster story happening to their house or something and relayed as if it was common place and I should know about it. Suz then realised that in the UK this sort of thing doesn’t happen often, well not round here anyway,  and gave me the whole picture. Apparently there was a forest fire in the mountain and the helicopters were carrying those huge containers of water to try and contain it…. Phew! How different our lives and experiences are and how easy it is to jump to conclusions… but then, bless her, she could have started the story with the forest fires instead of the helicopter and her cable to the internet…. Here’s a big Thank you to firefighters everywhere and the good work they do!

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Busy, busy

You know those times in life when you don’t know if you are coming or going? well, at the moment my life is like that. We have had loads of visitors which is lovely and my ex husband, who has moved back from Spain and homeless, is still with us. Life is never quite the same when space is short. He is living out of a suitcase… Sofa surfing they call it, at least ours is a put u up…. Things are looking good on the job front and he has had several interviews, fingers crossed for that one, then he will be able to get himself a flat near to where ever he works. Having him here isn’t a problem at all but the space and tidiness I used to have has temporarily gone and I find it difficult to keep to my old routine.

I have this theory about time and space and it probably involves my favourite subject, quantum physics. Not that I know much about it but whenever I hear it talked about my ears prick up and I am captivated by it. I even get excited about listening to it such is my fascination, I think I was a scientist in a past life because I can grasp the concepts really easy and it fascinates me so much. Anyway, my simple theory is that in bigger and tidier spaces time goes much slower than in tiny crowded places. When all my children were home, everything was timed and chores/work etc and there was precious little time for just doing nothing. Every moment was busy, if it wasn’t housework, laundry or baking I used to make things for the school fete, attend committee meetings and a million and one other things. It was only when I was alone, house tidy and little to do that time slowed down. That seemed a good theory until I realised it went fast becuase I was busy and didn’t notice the time fly and there was less to do once the kids were out.

Today, time stll seems to whizz by and when I stop to reflect at the end of the day at what I have achieved it is comparatively little when compared to days long ago. I guess I am much slower now, arthritis has robbed or slowed me down for much of my capabilities and I find time to do things like read, write and paint… Having all adults in the house is a boon, less mess but still I wonder where the times goes. One joy is that I can sit and spend a day painting, or as long as I can without pain and stiffness, and I gain so much peasure from each picture. I have swapped art work for electrical work from a friend, painted to give as gifts and have just had some orders for a few more. At last I have not only the time but also the pleasure of seeing each picture appear before my eyes and an even greater pleasure in painting for others. I think best of all though are all the comments from friends on Facebook. I never believed in my art work much before but the wonderful responses have encouraged me to accept that even though I am not happy with it, other people like it. Facebook’s voice has got me back into painting after several years and now it is no longer a waste of time for me. I look forward to starting each new picture and the wonder of seeing what drips from the end of my brushes and I am amazed and so thankful for my gift.

Here is my latest picture finished today…. I hope that when I get our home back to ourselves, I can still find the time to carry on, once the house is tidy that is.

On screen shows a few faults so will have to look at them again...!

On screen shows a few faults so will have to look at them again...!

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Rat craft – embroidery

Remember a few days ago… well maybe a week or so –  I have been so busy with family and stuff and not had time to write for ages… but I wrote about my little rodent visitor, a young rat, a little while ago. I often wonder what criteria there is for calling young by their suffix like ling or let…  we have froglet, why not frogling….duckling not ducklet… hmmm so why is a baby rat just a rat. Maybe it is because it is disliked and all are bunched together with the same name. Anyway, I am going back to the blog when I wrote about the young rat… ratlet? ratling? well, I don’t have a problem with them, sweet little fellows with pinks paws and ears. Beatrix Potter’s Samuel Whiskers springs to mind but I like rats, well I did until I did my ironing the other day. OK, OK I know and yes I did have a big pile of it. Not that it was a problem. took me a wee while to get through it and how I suffered for leaving it, painwise, but my problem was that the dear little creature had decided that he like my t shirts. Bless, why mine and nothing else in the laundry basket I will never know. Having realised that he might have done a whoopsie or two, having discovered a dropping,well several droppings, I rewashed the whole lot. It wasn’t until I did the said ironing later that I discovered the holes. A brand new T shirt ruined! So I decided I wasn’t going to throw it away and made a decision to embroider round the holes with ‘lazy daisies’. Hey maybe I will start a trend! When I have finished my embroidery I will post a photo, just for a laugh. It could have chewed through a bit that might have looked like it was fashinable yet,  yes it might not be the latest in fashion but I do get to wear a Tshirt I have only worn once, be it only for slopping around indoors with. The other T shirts had only one hole, maybe two but this one was nearly new. Maybe I will start a trend… the rat chewed daisy look….  a scattering of daisies up one side of my garment.  Hmmm, Do I still love rats?   of course I do and mice and frogs but you can still keep your spiders…. my T shirt will be a new trend, rat crafted embroidery. I may not catch on but I have salvaged a damn good Tshirt with quite a bit if wear in it.

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