Monday, 30 September 2013

September’s been & gone



So that was that, September over in a jiffy. Well 30 days to be exact. Yesterday, I realised I had worked an average of 47 hours each week in Sept, so I am fully expecting October to be much more relaxed.

To start that off, I said no today to a shift this evening which I could have done, if I had really set my mind to it and jiggled my day about, and for a nano second, the word yes nearly came out of my mouth, but just in time, I found the no word.

This week is full of fun, because there is absolutely no point to working all those hours if there is no fun at the end of it.

Tonight I am going to have a well deserved glass of wine, and a read of the November issues of some subscriptions..


My heart does skip a little beat when I walk in and find these on my door mat.

I will probably have a nice big helping of the crumble I made yesterday. Because Autumn is crumble weather, and Mum has too many fallen apples. I remember a time I was given the whole crumble. Now I get given a bag full of apples. Welcome to adulthood.


Hope you aren’t all working too hard.


Sunday, 29 September 2013

Sunday thoughts



I am thankful for laughter, except when milk comes out of my nose.  ~Woody Allen

Sometimes I laugh so hard the tears run down my leg.  ~Author Unknown

You can't deny laughter; when it comes, it plops down in your favourite chair and stays as long as it wants.  ~Stephen King, Hearts in Atlantis

I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person. Audrey Hepburn


Friday, 27 September 2013

Paddling to the Thames

paddle steamer
Next week the Mister & I will be looking up at Tower Bridge from this paddle steamer, cannot wait.
The last sea going paddle steamer in the world, you can read all about it and where you can get on it for a trip on their website here
I’ve even cancelled work in order to go. I did feel a bit guilty for a nano second. But not guilty enough to not go.
I’d love to know if anyone else has had a trip on it?

Wednesday, 25 September 2013

Day after the night shift



Even though I do night shifts regularly, they are sleep ins, meaning I get some sleep. Today I am recovering from doing 2 ‘awake’ nights in a row.

I had to get up as I had a nurse appointment at midday which I had forgotten about. Midday. Could there be a more crap time for an appointment after a night shift.

So to console myself, and in celebration of the fact the nurse told me my BMI is ‘perfect’ I have had a wodge slice of cake and a cup of tea.

And now, I think I will go back to bed.

The view above is one of my favourite views.


Tuesday, 24 September 2013

Be My Valentine, Debbie Macomber. Book review no. 14


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My Funny Valentine
Dianne Williams needs a man. But only for a night. The night of the community center Valentine dinner, to be precise. Exasperated by her children's relentless efforts to get her a date, Dianne finds herself approaching a handsome stranger named Steve and making him an outrageous offer. An offer he doesn't refuse. An offer that might lead to more than just one night.
My Hero
Bailey York needs a man. But only on paper. She's writing a romance novel and she's having difficulty creating a hero. So she needs a real-life model for her story. Parker Davidson is perfect, everything a hero should be. But he wants to become the hero in her life, not just her book. And not just on Valentine's Day, either.

I’m so behind on my book reviews, maybe I should just have a week of a review a day to catch up!

Debbie Macomber is an author that you will usually find on your grandmothers shelf. Well mine anyway. I have read a few of her books in the past, and really enjoyed the Blossom Street set of novels, so when I found this at a second hand book stall I thought it would be a nice read.

This book as you can see has two short stories inside, both romances. It’s a long time since I read a short story and to be quite honest I found them both too..well short. That doesn't mean I didn't enjoy them, far from it, Debbie’s romances aren't of the sickly Mills & Boon variety, they are funny and lively and make you want to know more, which is probably why I found these too short.

I managed to read this in a couple of days and it is now nestled on top of the pile of books destined for my next Yorkshire trip to Grannie’s house.


Monday, 23 September 2013

The arcade that time forgot


We spent the weekend at a steam fair, where the evenings were spent drinking cider at the beer tent, keeping warm under the steam engines, and watching the men trying to ring the bell of the strongman game.

My favourite attraction of the vintage fair ground was the old fashioned arcade. The old man who you can see standing at the balcony must have been chuffed to bits that his attraction was pretty much full of people most of the time.


I flicked many 2 pence's around the various wooden boxes hoping to make a win, but alas it was not to be.


I have to admit, it took me a while to figure out how to play some of them, it’s so long since I was a little girl with my bag full of pennies,


But I got quite a bit of practise in…


And then, we spotted this. The Pin ball machine.


ooooo I got a wee bit excited.

One day, when I have my own tea room I’ve always said there will be a pin ball machine in the corner.



Wouldn’t that be fab?!


Sunday, 22 September 2013

Sunday thoughts….


book love

“I like best to have one book in my hand, and a stack of others on the floor beside me, so as to know the supply of poppy and mandragora will not run out before the small hours.”
― Dorothy Parker, The Collected Dorothy Parker

You're never alone when you're reading a book.”
― Susan Wiggs

“Books fall open, you fall in”
― David T.W. McCord



Thursday, 19 September 2013

Brooches aren’t just for grannies



I do think a nice brooch can transform an outfit don’t you?

I have a few an obsession with them at the moment, this is a recent purchase from the charity shop I volunteer in. I think it cost me 1.99. See you like it even more now dontcha.

I’m thinking I really need to have a sort out of my treasure of the sparkly kind, and may even have a sale as although I love them all, they are taking over my bedroom…


I bet I’m not the only magpie in blog land am I


Tuesday, 17 September 2013

Lazy Summer Days are gone..



I miss summer already & it’s only been gone about 4 hours (or something)

I know it must be Autumn as Mr D has swept the chimney ready for the wood burning marathon, We’ve been sleeping with the window closed, and I’ve started wearing my bed jacket again. Yes I have a bed jacket & I’m not afraid to admit it..or wear it..

On the plus side I looked out my thick tights, I’ll be able to start wearing the 127 scarfs that hang around the house, & hopefully, there will be cosy times in front of the fire with a good book (or 10)

I have to go and get dressed now for work, which is ridiculous as it’s only 6.30 am. Should be against some kind of rule.


Sunday, 15 September 2013

Sunday thoughts



People take different roads seeking fulfilment and happiness.  Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.  ~H. Jackson Brown

Often people attempt to live their lives backwards; they try to have more things, or more money, in order to do more of what they want, so they will be happier.  The way it actually works is the reverse.  You must first be who you really are, then do what you need to do, in order to have what you want.  ~Margaret Young

We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.  ~Frederick Keonig

Happiness is a conscious choice, not an automatic response. ~Mildred Barthel



Friday, 13 September 2013

Who knew..


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It’s the 14th Anniversary tomorrow of the day Mr D drove the jeep around Ullswater lake to The Glenridding Hotel in The Lake District, while I rode across the lake on a steamer to say ‘I Do’

As you may spot, Mr D wore light coloured jeans and Dr Martin boots, whilst my whole outfit cost 350.00 and the flowers were mostly picked by my Granny on the morning after she proclaimed that i ‘could not get married without a bouquet!’

If you are wondering why we would get married up there, in the Hotel Library, It was the nearest place to get married to our regular holiday spot with a group of friends. In the days before I knew about Google, I rang up the local tourist information and asked, where can we get married!

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Here is the holiday spot in the middle of Martindale Common, where a group of us spent a week. We spent many happy evenings over many years on that balcony.

Tonight we are going out for a meal with some friends, whose anniversary is a couple of days after ours

It seems like yesterday.

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Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Day off in photos *Afternoon edition



I did think about doing some house work on my day off (don’t they tell you it’s the thought that counts?)

Then after I’d thought about it enough, I decided it would be much more fun to go charity shopping.

The above skirt is originally from Next, but I got it from the BHF shop for the bargain price of £4.30.

After doing some ‘sensible’ shopping, you know milk, bread, I got distracted by the little vintage store and bought 2 pictures for my front room. They were priced at £5 each but the nice lady gave me them both for £8.



I told Mr D this was my dream house. To which he replied ‘the garden isn’t big enough where would we park the truck?


What better way to end your day off than finding that Dirty Dancing is on TV.

Mr D decided to go to bed early…..


Tuesday, 10 September 2013

Day off in photos *Morning edition

I remember saying goodbye to Mr D when he went off to work early, then the next time I looked at the clock it was 9.30am. Believe me, as much as I love my bed this does not happen very often.
I treated myself & opened the stack of cookies which sis gave me for my birthday & had them with a cuppa for my breakfast. Don’t look at me like that, I’ve never claimed to be a healthy eater.
Listened to the radio (radio 2 if your interested) while I made a list of things to do,
Parcelled up lots of treasure ready to take to the post office, which is always a bit bitter sweet for me, I could so easily hang on to all the treasure in my life but fear of becoming the subject of a TV documentary makes me sell some every now and again. 
I did spend some time in the garden, although the air has definitely turned a bit Autumnal this week, admiring my pretty flowers Mr D planted. I even have a pretty new window box and hanging basket at the front of the house.
Time for (another) cup of tea, and then onto the to do list.
Happy Tuesday!

Sunday, 8 September 2013

About last night…



Last night we drove to one of our favourite camping spots to meet up with some friends. Deciding it was a little too windy for us, we took a vote and relocated to a more sheltered position nearer some woods.

There, we sat and chatted, the men hunted and gathered and chopped wood..built this upside down fire, which we were reliably informed was a great way to start a fire..and it worked!

After tea, Mr D & I left the camp for the evening so that Mr could get to his nearby gig.


It was a fun evening, we didn’t get back to camp until the early hours when there was only 2 friends left keeping the fire going for us, the rest had gone to bed.

We woke this morning (well it was about 10am…) to blue skies, had a late breakfast, and came home.

I have to go to work tonight, which lets face it, is not as fun as last night, but it’s what pays for the fun times!


Friday, 6 September 2013

I dreamt it was raining & I woke up to find it was

summer rain
We haven’t had rain all summer, it’s been as hot as I can ever remember it, which makes me fear for the winter, when it comes and we forget how cold it can be. And you just know that if it rains for more than a day the great British public will forget about those long hot summer days.
My new window box and hanging basket were thankful for the rain fall, even if it wasn’t as much as was promised, the little flowers are practically dancing.
I do hope the same doesn't happen tomorrow, as Mr D has threatened  promised to get the little tent out. But if it does, we can just sit & listen.