I’ve never had one

What does your ideal home look like?

Ramshacal

I don’t live in an expensive, ideal house. This is next door. Mine is in better repair, but it’s an old house built in the 1900s. It’s been changed so that it has a bathroom/kitchen extention. It took years to buy because we previously rented.

Someone suggested to me recently that I should downsize. To that ideal home the prompt asks about? But why should I? Unless my health deteriorates further. I know where I am. I have a large garden at the side of the house. It’s full of nature, an old pond, trees, squirrels, hedgehogs. Why do I want someone to buy the house and rip it apart. If I ever find the money I would repair and restore it. I guess that’s my ideal home. Maybe with a stair lift and storage for my art?

Computer problems

My wiring has gone wrong. The tangle of wires behind my arm chair has been mashed. The heavy armchairs, I got second hand, have castors, unfortunately. I’ve had to move them a couple of times and then with my weight, they are knackered. Plus the socket they plug into must have got clattered with the hoover? It was cracked. Anyway it was over 25 years old.

So I tried the computer because the landline still isn’t working. I got an error message, my ethernet cable isn’t plugged in. I checked both ends, they look OK. I will get replacements and see if I can fix it. I’m going to pin the wires up on the wall to stop them getting damaged again. X

Life affirming stories

What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

You know the type of story

You find a rose on your doorstep

Unrequited love?

Years later

After a long illness

And sad losses

The person who left it

Falls over in front of you

Conversation ensues

You find out

It was him!

He was nervous

He couldn’t tell you

We must get together

30 years of waiting

True love took its time

But eventually

Struck!

I hope I have something to say.

Why do you blog?

I like to share my art and ideas. I’m quite eclectic, a Jack of all trades. When I was little I was always getting bored, wanting to do interesting things. I was the one who held the snake and the tarantula when they were brought into school to show us what they were like. I used to climb up ropes and hang upside down from the top bar of the swings. I was very competitive and enjoyed running, then eventually cycling. Art was my main interest, and I’ve done many paintings and murals, but I also love science. I guess I should have been a teacher as I’m enthusiastic about explaining things. I guess that’s what my blog is about. Looking into nooks and crannies, finding things out. I’m possibly not as interesting as I think I am! But I hope people enjoy it.

The Third Policeman

Have you read the third policeman? A book by the Irish writer Flann O’Brien.

It’s very surreal, with a cash box full of some sort of power, a nameless narrator who gets involved in trying to claim the box. Other characters are embroiled in a very complicated situation. I can’t remember all the plot because it’s long and entangled. I read it 40 years ago, and I know it’s somewhere in our house, but where?

There are three policemen in a barracks that are guarding machinery that change sound into light? And something about the atoms of men migrating into their bicycles and vice versa. You get so far through the book and then realise it is repeating itself. A bit like a sci-fi story of a repeating time line.

Flann O’Brien was the pseudonym for Brian O’Nolan who wrote the book between 1939 and 1940 but it wasn’t published until the 1960’s. I wish I could explain it better, but if you want a peculiar and though provoking book maybe look it up?

Don’t ask!

How are you feeling right now?

I just want to be well

Not feeling low

Tired and fed up

Don’t do this?

Be careful not to…

Avoid salt

Don’t eat cheese

Remember to wrap up warm

Think calm thoughts

Measure your blood pressure

Check your eyes

Don’t eat too much…..

And pray to stay alive each night!

I’m back!

My Internet is temporarily fixed. I had a very helpful engineer round today. Turns out my cable outside my house might be damaged due to strong winds. So now I have a router that picks up WiFi and is integrated into my router attached to my landline

I’m not exactly sure how it works, but I’ve got another engineer books for next week to see if the cable needs fixing, then I should have my landline working.

I don’t know why I understand what the engineer was explaining? Maybe Osmosis after years of listening to people?

Esther Chiltons prompt Crazy.

Wifi is back on and I am trying to catch up.

Esther Chilton has another prompt using the word crazy. I wrote about this trip with my hubby….

So many crazy things! Cycling home to my mother in laws house over the pennines springs to mind. It was after an easter camping trip. It snowed heavily as we started home over main roads. It was about 45 miles to cycle. But there was a steep hill to climb at the end. We were heading up about five miles of steep hill. Unfortunately the snow had other ideas. The road had been cleared until we got halfway up. Then we were faced with snow drifts and snowbanks. Even with our combined strength (we were on our tandem with a bike trailer carrying our gear) we realised it was crazy to go on. So a twenty mile detour back down the hill was the only solution.

The place where we stopped? A village called Turn!