My job is mobile and I split my time working alternate weeks in Norfolk and Nottinghamshire. I drive down country roads, enjoying rural England through the seasons.

Wednesday, 29 April 2009

My skin doesn't fit today

Did you ever get one of those days when nothing seems quite right or quite real?

I felt fine when I woke up, a bit muzzy and vague, but that's not that unusual for a Wednesday.

But then things started to go wrong. I was late leaving the house because I couldn't stop fussing and fidgeting with things that didn't need any attention from me.

I got to work to find my milk bottle (an old jam jar with a badly fitting lid) had leaked ALL my milk all over the bottom of my bag - soaking my fruit, 2 books, some paperwork, and various othe bits and bobs lurking in the depths. In the process of trying to extract it all, I managed to spill milk in various places in the office resulting in a massive clean up operation as well as the washing of my bag - which is now hanging out of the window scaring all the birds so I have no feathered friends to cheer me up today.

My fingers won't work properly, I keep hitting the wrong keys but the habit of speed and touch typing means that I can't for some reason type any slower even though half the time I'm backspacing every other letter.

My skin doesn't seem to fit properly, my clothes feel wrong and twisted up. I keep getting really hot and then really cold...

It's either the return of the menopause or my fault for not saluting that magpie last night.

Remind me again - what do we need hormones for?....

Now that I've got the hang of posting pics...

Here are some more - lovely sunshiney day today and everything looks so fresh after a good wash.

Trying to be arty here and it's not worked, but the greens are so lovely I'll leave it in to brighen up my blog.

This is my special tree - the one right outside my window and from which the birds dip and dart to my windowsill for the food I put out.
I have no idea what type of tree it is though and am waiting for the leaves to be fully out so that I can then check and find out on the forestry website.

Tuesday, 28 April 2009

Foot Diploma - Module 1-6 Portfolio Results

I got my mark - they only give one mark which covers all 6 essays which seems a bit bizarre to me but I'm happy anyway because I got....


Very pleased, very relieved.

I started on module 7 last night - all about motion and the analysis of gait. It seems quite technical and took me a while to get into it, but once I did I found it really interesting. I came into work early today so that I could watch the online videos looking at various gait abnormalities.

Hope to finish it by a week on Friday so that I can start module 8 and maybe even finish it before I go on holiday.

Monday, 27 April 2009

27 April view from window at work

It's amazing the difference just one week makes in Spring.

And it's raining today which I think enhances the deepness of the green.

Post-Weekend List

So what did I do to make myself so tired?

  1. Went to the storage unit on Friday and took most of the rest of mum and dad's stuff home to be unpacked and sorted
  2. Took a whole load of stuff to Oxfam on Saturday, worked there for 5 hours
  3. Bought a flat packed tall bookcase and built that with dad on Saturday night
  4. Rearranged the kitchen and living room to make room for the bookcase
  5. Put loads of stuff in the bookcase - see item 6 below
  6. Helped mum and dad unpack more of their stuff, find places in the house for some of it, repack the rest and put it in the loft
  7. Finished digging up the grass in the back garden and bagged up a whole lot to take to the tip after work tonight
  8. Usual shopping and cleaning stuff
  9. Jo and Steve came round last night so I couldn't snooze on the sofa as I normally would on a Sunday night after a busy day

All in all a lovely weekend, but I need to sleep now to get over it!

Monday musings

I'm not awake at all today. Got on the A1 and realised I had forgotten to get petrol so had to detour at Blythe and then managed to get that wrong, so got to work late (for me anyway), and haven't caught up with myself yet.

The reason I'm so sleepy? Not sure why but I slept really badly last night - could be over-tired as it was a hectic weekend, or just hormonal. Either way both Jasmine and I had a really broken night - the difference being that after she had staggered down for breakfast, she then got back under the duvet to catch up on her beauty sleep while I tried not to fall asleep again in the bath!

But I have managed to order my (our) new laptop - shiny blue Dell that will arrive round or about 13 May, giving me plenty to time to get the broadband side of things organised now. It will be wonderful to have fast and reliable access to email and the internet from home, although I will be sorry to say goodbye to my trusty old laptop.

Friday, 24 April 2009

Module 7 here I come

FINALLY, my access to module 7 has been granted.

I haven't had my final feedback for my first 6 portfolio essays, but I must have passed them to be allowed onto Module 7.

So when I find that I have only got 50% for each and every one of them I am NOT going to sulk or fuss about where I went wrong. I'm just going to plough on ahead with the new modules.

I need to get through 2 a month to get back onto my schedule.


The Secret Garden

Recently I have been revisiting books that were favourites when I was a child. Maybe it's related in some deep subconscious way with my parents moving in with me a few months ago? I'm not sure. I don't think I care really as I've been enjoying the experience. I read a few pages or a chapter each night in those precious 10-15 minutes when I am finally and completely alone, not having to think about, talk to or look after anyone but myself.

Recently I found and bought an old battered copy of The Secret Garden . And I have realised that I don't think I ever did fully read it when I was a child, not cover to cover anyway.

And it's been wonderful - such lovely descriptions of nature, of plants and green things growing and the healing powers of nature, gardening, living in and experiencing the seasons.

This is a bit from Chapter 11 - and it's so true, when you truly live now and in the moment, that moment is for ever and ever.

One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands alone and throws one's head far backand looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one's heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun--which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in some one's eyes.

Colour, shade and texture

Driving up the A1 this morning, I noticed in the distance what looked like a church spire. It looked almost ethereal as it shimmered in and out of the haze and clouds, and I wondered why I had never noticed it before.

Then I realised - it's not a church spire, it's that tall building at Harworth Colliery that I usually see and think of as a blot on the landscape.

Amazing the difference a bit of light, shade and colour can make to the most mundane of objects.

Thursday, 23 April 2009

Seedling Update

I planted out the broad beans last Sunday - 9 of them in total so we will shortly have more beans than we can cope with. Well, hopefully!

The peas haven't done so well - only 3 actually sprouted and came to anything and they look much less hardy so they haven't gone out yet as we are still having some frosts at night. I'm hoping they will go out soon as we can barely move in the porch for pots, tubs and sacks at the moment.

The sprouts sprouted - and then died. Exactly the same as last year. Moi said they are quite greedy and may have faded due to lack of nutrition - so I have bought a big box of bonemeal and will re-seed this weekend and hope for the best.

Potatoes, tomatos, courgettes and squash are all doing fine. Likewise leeks and lettuce. Must seed some chives and cress this weekend - I keep forgetting.

Stocks, sweet peas, mysembryanthemum, geraniums, etc are all doing well and will go out as soon as I get the borders clear of weeds.

I'm disappointed that my salvias and echinacea did not survive the winter in the garden so I am hoping Steve will have some spare that I can cadge off him.

View from My Window at work 23 April 2009

One of the benefits of working here and a view I will really miss when I finally escape. I had this idea that I would take a pic each month to record the seasons - I've missed the winter ones now, but am right on target to record the advance of Spring into Summer.

Tuesday, 21 April 2009

More weekend work

Got the loft fully cleaned out on Sunday - and dad and I are off to the tip with the remainder of the wood/carpet etc etc after I get home from work tonight. It will probably need another sweep next weekend to catch the remainder of the dust when it settles, but the worst of it is done and we are almost ready to start to use it. For such a little thing, I feel quite amazingly excited and proud of ourselves for getting it sorted.

So that was Sunday morning.

In the afternoon I started to take the grass up from the back garden and got about 2 thirds done before time and my back let me down. But if it stays fine this week I may get it finished before the weekend.

Friday, 17 April 2009

Wildlife literally on my doorstep

.. or even windowsill to be more accurate.

A squirrel came to grab a share of the seed I put out for the birds here at work, and having eaten his fill and filled his cheek pouches to bursting, he decided to lie down and have a snooze in the sun.

He was there for over half an hour, waking up occasionally and looking at me through the window with seemingly as much curiosity as I felt towards him. Finally, when the grasscutter came along to scalp the golf course fairways again, he took fright and ran away.

I really must dig my camera out - he would have made such a lovely picture.

Wednesday, 15 April 2009

My loft

Well, we did it - much to my amazement I'm not that bad at DIY after all and didn't disgrace myself by not being able to do my bit! Dad was great and didn't blow his top once, and did more than his share of hefting stuff about considering his age.

The loft ladder is up and running and we have cleared the loft of 4+ years of accumulated debris and junk. I say 4+ because I have been in the house for 4 years and never been in the loft, so all everything was there when I moved in - empty boxes, old carpet and carpet backing, pipes, wood of various types, shapes and sizes, half full bag of dog biscuits (!), more carpet and backing, coat hangers, miscellaneous unidentifyable junk and rubblish, more carpet...

But it's all out and mostly at the tip, and the loft would be fully usable if we hadn't run out of time. So next Saturday I will be up there again, this time brushing and bagging up dust that is so thick it is actually sand - inch upon inch of the nasty stuff.

Thursday, 9 April 2009

All we are asked to bear

All we are asked to bear we can bear. That is a law of the spiritual life. The only hindrance to the working of this law, as of all benign laws, is fear.

Elizabeth Goudge


I have 4 whole days off work - and not one of them is going to be for me to put my feet up and rest I think.

Dad is on a mission to get a loft ladder and put it up tomorrow, and if there's any time left after that he wants to fit the skirting board in the living room. You wouldn't believe he is 84!

I'm at work at Oxfam on Saturday, then shopping and the weekly housework - with a bit more to do since I was away last weekend.

On Sunday we're all off round to Jo's for lunch, as Kathryn and Kendelle are coming up.

And on Monday I'll have to get my portfolio tasks rewritten ready to post off first thing on Tuesday.

And then it's back to work.

As an update to my horrid hormones post the other day, I found it wasn't so hard to act the part, and it worked and produced such positive results so quickly that it naturally became a good mood and wasn't an act after all.

Which shows, I think and hope, that positive thought and energy produces positive results.

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

Plan for my garden

The central bit is to be large cobbles over smaller pebbles - to replace the grass when I take it up. The idea is for it to look a bit like a courtyard/victorian walled garden...


Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.

Ralph Waldo Emerson


Life is not complex. We are complex. Life is simple, and the simple thing is the right thing.

Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, 7 April 2009

Elizabeth Goudge

Peace ... was contingent upon a certain disposition of the soul, a disposition to receive the gift that only detachment from self made possible.


I've been horrid with hormones this past few days - perhaps the worst about it being the sense that my moodiness is hormone-related and yet, seemingly I'm unable to do anything about it.

Which is wrong.

So I'm taking a deep breath, and am DETERMINED that even if I can't feel it, I'm going to ACT the part and stop taking it out on the people around me.

John Donne

Be then thine own home, and in thyself dwell;
Inn anywhere; continuance maketh hell.
And seeing the snail, which everywhere doth roam,
Carrying his own home still, still is at home;
Follow - for he is easy paced - this snail,
Be thine own palace, or the world's thy gaol.

DR. JOHN DONNE English poet and divine (1572 - 1631)

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.

Devotions upon Emegent Occasions (Meditation XVII)

Thursday, 2 April 2009


I let a lorry out in front of me this morning and, for a few minutes basked in the warm glow of his cheery thank you wave and flashing tail lights.

Then I wondered why we don't do good deeds more if it makes us feel good when we do it?

And then I thought, does that mean that it's not possible to do a good deed purely and simply for the sake of the recipient? Is doing good a selfish rather than an altruistic activity?

And does it really matter? No, not really, it was just a thought.

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

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Diet update!

I weighed 9 stone and 6 pounds exactly this morning.

Thanks to Weightwatchers and a younger sister who made me get back on the wagon every time I hopped off.

Getting there.

More blogs I want to post

Bird watching
Some pictures!

Sprouting for Spring

My peas and sweeet peas have just and so poked their tiny heads out of the soil over night - look very sleepy and curled up, like they might just change their minds and go back under the duvet for a snooze, but hopefully it will be sunny today and they will wake up and straighten up.

No sign of the broad beans, tomatoes and squash yet - lazy bones that they are.

And as for the courgettes - well I think they will need quite a bit more heat and sunshine before they even start to wake up.