Four years ago

Posted on August 9, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Air rifle, Blogging, Country show, Day out, Fun, Life, Memory, TargetLeave a comment

This was from four years ago in 2015 when me and my hubby went and had a go at air rifle shooting. I’m not trained to use them, it was a one off. We maybe have a go once a year or less. They were not special guns just fairground ones. I think the distance we were shooting was probably four or five meters. The first picture is my hubby’s, the second is mine. I was slightly surprised at how I did. Just found this on Facebook memories.

I have also tried archery but don’t have the strength to shoot far with that.

The gargoyle.

Posted on August 9, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Creative writing, Fun, Garden, gargoyle, Laurel bush, Mythology, Questions, Short story, Stone carvingLeave a comment

He sits quietly in a laurel bush, watching, seeing who enters the garden. The stone gargoyle. Winged, large ears turned to listen. How did he get there? Did he climb or fly? How does he stay there, no nails or glue support him. Does he protect or reject visitors to His garden? Stone carved and muscular. Is he hiding from gargoyle hunters, who stalk the suburbs and smash his unsuspecting siblings?

What are you, fiend from a nightmare or friend from a mediaeval church? Like an escaped pigeon, sitting in the laurel bush, waiting for his lost love.

Typing left thumbed

Posted on August 9, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Ambidextrous, Brain, Fun, Handedness, Hemispheres, Humour, Left and right, TypingLeave a comment

sketch-1565384787266 . Boy this is difficult. Thank goodness for apewkk he kwd rgar asgjyjseeas aowkkxgwxjee. That should just read spellchecker but I was holding my phone with my left hand and trying to type with my left thumb which doesn’t have the reach or the dexterity to type accurately. I wish I was ambidextrous.

So I tried using it again after using my right hand. How do people cope if they have injured hands. I tried typing left handed again but after trying to write the word lefthanded eight times I gave up!

The mind is a strange thing. Do you know that the whole of the right side of your body is controlled by the left side of your brain and vice versa? I’ve forgotten a lot of anatomy so I can’t remember the details. The human mind is amazing.

Flowers

Posted on August 7, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Blogging, Flowers, Fun, Gardening, Hanging baskets, Life, Pattern, Photos, PlantsLeave a comment

The hanging baskets were fine last week but when we came home two of them were upside down on the ground. The screw they had been hung on had given way under their weight and with heavy rain they had collapsed down onto the ground. Now they are hanging forlornly lower down the fence. They might grow and recover. I’m feeding them and watering them. Anyway the photos are of the growth of the other ones. Some are doing better than others. I really need to dead head them (take off dead flowers). It will have to wait till I feel better.

Here’s some patterns I did from them…

Electric

Posted on August 5, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Electric, Electricity, Fun, Humour, Life, Monster, Poem, Poetry, SparkLeave a comment

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The spark of life

Shocked through its body

Sparks gleamed in its eyes

Blue flame shot from its fingers and toes.

Electricity crackled in its ears.

As the power lever swung upwards

The body slowly rose.

Bending jerkily at its waist,

Then it swivelled

Feet sizzling as they touched

The metal floor

The Poetry Monster was born.

Gone fishing

Posted on August 3, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Car accident, Car Fire, Driving, Fishing, Fun, Hot, Life, TravelLeave a comment

We came home yesterday through North Wales. Llangollen to St Asaph, along the A55 where we witnessed a car fire right in front of us. There was a sudden cloud of white smoke, then flames from a tyre. A man and a young girl jumped out onto the hard shoulder while I slalomed to get around cars and a van who pulled up sharply. I checked the Internet last night and it mentioned the resulting tailback of traffic was miles long. I’m glad they seemed to be safe. But on with the trip. From St Asaph there are lots of winding roads and eventually – a steep winding hill and stopping off at a cafe at Llandegla fishery. There we had trout salad and strawberry and cream. Afterwards we decided to have a go at fishing. Not something either of us do. I was happy we were using a rod with a barb less hook and sweetcorn for bait.

Thankfully no fish were harmed. We both got a nibble but gladly neither of us caught anything.

We then drove back via Wrexham and Nantwich. As we got into the Midlands the clouds gathered and the humidity increased.

Neither of us wanted to do anything today but we went out and put up a little exhibition for the day. Now my skin is burning, still feeling the hot sun from our short break.

Seaside

Posted on July 31, 2019July 31, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Children's cries, Fun, Holiday, Life, Poem, Poetry, Rain, Seaside, Sunshine, WetLeave a comment

The cry of gulls

Smell of fish and chips.

Hotel guests slamming doors

Cars blocking roads

The memory of candy floss

Mint flavoured sticks of rock.

Crying and laughing children,

Sandy beaches and pebbles

Then a sudden squall

Rain bears down on us,

Winds blow strongly,

Retreat to the hotel,

Soaking clothes drip.

Ah, a proper seaside holiday.

After LittleFears

Posted on July 30, 2019July 30, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Cartoon, Colour, Fun, I can't think!, Soap, Strawberry2 Comments

A creature appears to have left its mark on a bar of soap in the bathroom.

Two eyes and a grin, a strawberry coloured stain from a bar of strawberry soap.

What would blogger and artist LittleFears call it? This is the kind of cartooning he does (though much more sophisticated than this) I don’t know, he uses lots of puns….

Any ideas?

My stabbing finger

Posted on July 29, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Fun, Humour, Misspelt, Nonsense, Poem, Poetry, Tiny paintingsLeave a comment

My stabbing finger types on screen,

I see words scroll along.

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I fall asleep

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Comes out the deep

My finger slipped again you see

And messed up all my words

Skull instead of sky with spellchecker

Owl instead if oil.

My stabbing finger dreams a

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Craft fair or artisan fair?

Posted on July 28, 2019 Posted in UncategorizedTagged #market_@_48, Art, Artisan fair, Craft fair, Design, Eleanora street, Fun, Potbank Hotel, Spode, Staffordshire, Stoke, Stoke-on trentLeave a comment

So many different talents, including lino cut printing, carved wood, making strum sticks and dulcimers.. I had my paintings and glass necklaces again. The fair was on from 11 to 4 but that didn’t include setting up and taking down so it was more like right hours.

There were some lovely kind people there and I got a lot of interest if not that many sales. The setting was inside the Potbank Hotel, which was good as it rained all day. Coming to the fair was a way of staying dry.

Artisan or craft? Probably artisan, the work was predominantly artistic and the crafts on display were of a very high standard.

Would I do it again. Yes I guess so.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Fun