KAREN & TOM WEDDING PHOTOS

Sunday Ramblings

Feeling a bit sorry for myself, due to hips and back playing up. Not sure if it's a return of sciatica, general arthritis, or some neuropathy related to my diabetes, as right foot and lower leg, slightly numb. Finding it hard to walk normally too. Will try to get GP appt, but no doubt it will not be forthcoming this week. Seeing nurse re diabetes review early August, so will mention it then anyway.

I really want to be fit for the wedding on Saturday. I also have a red (gnat) bite mark on my forehead, which is taking its time to go, despite taking a anti-histamine daily. Good job I have a fringe which mostly hides it!

I feel like a right old whinger at the moment - not like me at all...

Oh well, onwards and upwards as they say!

Pay Back

Sometimes enough is enough!!  A short poem on domestic abuse.

Flowers and jewels
Holidays and cruises
Top hotels abroad,
Anything he chooses.

Sparkling champagne. Treats and nice lunches
But when they get home, she ducks from his punches.

Top fashion couture
The latest designs
Face lift and fillers
To rid all those lines

A beautiful home
With gadgets galore
But her life is pure hell, behind that front door.

Luxury white linen,
adorns the large bed
No expenses spared
It has to be said.

She wants for nothing, should be living those dreams
No neighbours around,
to hear her loud screams.

Now crimson red linen, adorns the large bed
He lies there, so silent,
For certain, he's dead.

She tries to recall "when did it all start?"
But she knows how it ends, with a knife through his heart.

Friday Ramblings

Sitting out in the garden this beautiful evening, taking in the lovely combined scents of my roses, sweet peas, mixed stocks and dianthus. 

It doesn't seem a year since me and Paul were sitting here enjoying the cooler air. I still sit the same side of the table, even though I have both the patio chairs to myself. Funny that, but as they say, old habits die hard.

The midwife toads have not been half so noisy this year. Paul would be pleased about that, as he often went in before me, as the racket they made drove him bonkers!

Everything is really blooming now and I wish he were here with me to enjoy it all this summertime, but then, maybe he is..

Thursday Ramblings

I've been busy in the front garden with the help of Colin, my friend, who I know from school. He has made a great job of the borders and I have, at last, planted my 3 yellow roses and lavender.

I only mowed the lawns Sunday, but they look as if the need doing again. They will have to wait, as I have more planting to do. Not sure whether to go on the Higgins walk tomorrow,  as might be aching too much after my efforts today.  It depends on how I feel in the morning. I haven't been for two weeks running due to the awful weather and flipping painful sciatica. Thankfully, the latter seems much better, as is the weather!

I think Paul would be pleased to see the front looking tidier, plus the new roses, as he loved them, as I do.

I saw a lady yesterday who used to live in the village and she asked me how he was. She felt awful when I told her he died last November.

I expect this will happen  quite frequently.. ❤

Alone

Alone in a crowd

People talking out loud

No one notices you're there.

You feel utter despair

Too polite to complain,

Feeling weak with disdain

Your views never heard

Maybe they're too absurd?

So you pen them instead

And hope they'll be read.

Others talking so loud

You feel alone in a crowd.

How I feel sometimes!

Dad

I thought I saw you in town.
The back of your head, the familiar cap.
Your pipe, with those constant billows of smoke.
The accompanying cough.
But of course it wasn't you.
You had left years ago.


Not by choice, of course.
You didn't have a choice.
The awful disease saw to that.
I still miss you so much.
So when I saw the back of his head
and that familiar cap; I was sure it was you.
But of course it wasn't.
How could it be?