Snow!

Snow is falling. The road is covered by it and since we live on a steep hill cars are coming up but doing three point turns because of it. I’ve seen at least 5 reversing lights through the front door window so far tonight. I think it was gritted during the initial snow fall, but they haven’t come back and it’s 11.45pm now.

It’s worrying because this is the main route ambulances take up to the hospital. We don’t get a lot of snow in the winter so I thought it was worth taking a photo. I hope it clears up soon. Another car just turned up the street then turned round and one crept down the hill very slowly. We just aren’t used to snow in this country.

Witch doodle

One of my doodles of characters for the play.

Last summer I was helping produce a play called the Six Towns. It was for the  Penkhull Mystery Play on a Saturday in July.

Not that many people saw it because it was outside on the church green. As it was on a windy day the voices of the performers were lost to the audience. Our retelling of the story will be slightly longer and will also be inside with microphones. It was successful in July so I hope it does equally well in February and helps raise funding for the Mystery Play coming up in July.

Hubbys cat painting

He didn’t paint much, but this painting was one of our first cats, he also did a tornado shaped painting in many colours, and a sunflower painting (all acrylics on board). These were his efforts at creating some exuberant pieces of art.

He also made drawings which he did in an A4 sized hardback blue book. It’s crammed with notes and thoughts. Often quite disjointed, he was by training a chemist/physicist. That didn’t stop him enjoying the artistic side of life. I will always miss his thoughtfulness and quirky creativity.

Cat on the stairs

One problem with a large cat on the stairs is trying to get past him. He’s almost big enough to to fit across the whole width, so if he’s there in the morning I have to tread very gingerly. He’s one of those cats who are so self important they plonk themselves down, or stretch in the most inconvenient places, in a doorway, or by the armchairs so I have to sidle past him.

It’s a nuisance because I’m not very steady on my feet, life is like that, I wish we had nine lives like cats.

Almost 2026

Staring into 2026 which hideous monsters stare back? Will things continue along the lines of this year… War, starvation, animosity, selfishness…

Do we even have the capa to change. Why are we signing over our lives to tech and billionaire masters. Why is it OK for AI to make up facts and misrepresent and tell us “unfacts” (lies).

We need old fashioned education, knowledge and hard work to improve the situation. Caring for and guarding the information we have hard won over the years. Trying to explain and explore, not fight.

That I think could be my new years resolution.

WordPress problem?

I keep getting a message when I try and like people’s posts….

“there is a problem with your request, please try again later”…

It’s annoying because I like to go through peoples posts on the reader section of WordPress and mark the ones I like. I’ve tried twice today but it still doesn’t seem to be working?

So for all of you who I would have liked here’s a thumbs up to you! πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ‘πŸΌπŸ‘πŸ½πŸ‘πŸΎπŸ‘πŸΏ

Invasion!

One of the most fun things we did when we went round carol singing on Monday night was to pile into the local fish and chip shop was to sing a couple of songs to the staff and customers!

About 20 of us squeezed into a small space, singing “Welcome all, good friends here, a very merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!” we sang it as a round of three. The place was full of jollity and hilarity. I’m glad we did it, it’s one place we have never sung in before.

Today. 25.12.25

Being on my own today I only have to cook for myself so when I finally go to bed I don’t need to worry about it. I’m doomscrolling on my phone because it’s cold in the bedroom but I can’t stand a hot bedroom. The cats are huddled around the oil filled radiator. I’ll try and find mushy old films and finish making my trifle with port not sherry. Oh and I’ve got a bit of salmon in for the cats x