Talking to Son #2 the other day, we mentioned his birthday. “How old will you be?” I asked. MOTHER…… was the response, You birthed me.
Happy Birthday #2 (In case of doubt, I do know which son, by the way. I am not that dithery quite yet.)
Talking to Son #2 the other day, we mentioned his birthday. “How old will you be?” I asked. MOTHER…… was the response, You birthed me.
Happy Birthday #2 (In case of doubt, I do know which son, by the way. I am not that dithery quite yet.)
The Nightingale’s Nest by Sarah Harrison. A most unusual but compelling read. It is in the form of a personal “memoir” of a woman in her 65th year – perhaps the reason I found it so interesting. She draws character and plot out of observation and tantalising glimpses of story. I shall definitely look out for more of her books.
Is it or isn’t it going to pass its MOT this year?
Sewing is not really my thing. Let’s say that it tends to be when needs must. My computerised sewing machine sits in the cupboard in lonely fashion from one year to the next. However, I bought some casual trousers on the net and forgot to check the leg length; hence the necessity to take to either the dark arts or get on with shortening them. Not an easy task. But Oh the satisfaction.
The library van did not appear today. Much missed as most of the books have been read. Either the van must have broken down or the regular driver is on holiday. Our track presents a considerable challenge for the unwary. Makes me realise how much I appreciate the service.
I’m with Augustine when he said that if you think you understand God it is not God. In other words, God cannot be fully understood.
Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn’t do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.
A quotation from an online friend….. It kind of says something to me just now.
Have just finished three books. One by Lesley Pearce – a bog-standard holiday read, but a good story nonetheless. A second book was worse than the worst of the Mills and Boon – not that I have ever read any M&B, therefore it is a prejudice and a presumption. One is allowed them in the elderyears. The third book was “What are old people for?” by WH Thomas. Now it was a worthy tome with a lot of interesting ideas. As an elder I liked his premis that old people will save the world. But I am still not quite sure how, even having read the book. I suspect I shall read it again, but need a rest first. Back to the library pile……
Oh yes – what I wanted to show was the eclectic selection that is always on the go.