New paintings and regular art updates.
Reading someone’s post on Facebook about her losing a wheel cover bought back not so fond memories.
I took my tyre out of the boot once. Leaned it against the side of the car.. Only to see it roll down our hill…. Luckily it bounced off the side of a bus and rolled into the side of the road instead of down the hill onto the main road! The bus driver just laughed as I stood there open mouthed!
List three books that have had an impact on you. Why?
Youngest influence? Old Yeller. I was at Junior school and read about a boy whose dog catches rabies. It was frightening and sad and tender. I don’t remember everything about it but I learnt about American society. I think Disney might have made a film of it.
The next was the Plague Dogs, written by Richard Adams who also wrote Waterside Down. Two dogs escape from a laboratory in the Lake District, called Snitter and Rawf, it’s about their desperate journey across wild moorland to try and escape to a better life. It’s full on dark adventure. Emotional and sad.
The Third one was when I was at college. It was the handmaid’s tale by Margaret Attwood. Yes it was on bookshelves in the 1980’s. It’s story was frightening then. Now it’s almost prescient.
Yes they influenced and informed me and it’s about time I read them again.
Have you heard of cricket?
It’s a long game…
Two teams hit a ball.
Try to knock it over the boundary.
Two players run between stumps
On the playing surface
Between the two wickets.
A bowler bowls a ball fast or slow
Seamers, googlies, bouncers, catches.
The bowler tries to hit the wicket
Two short bales lie on top of three stumps.
That’s the wicket.
Hit the bales and knock them off?
Or knock over the stumps
Player is out.
11 players to a side
Two play
10 field
1 bowls
Collect runs to win.
1 point running between stumps
4 if the ball rolls to boundaries.
6 if the ball flies out over the boundary.
That’s cricket in a nutshell..
Highest score wins
Don’t get your leg before wicket…
It’s a very big nutshell…
Ugh! Been a long day. Stuff to do first thing, then the local writers group. I was thinking of singing with some friends after that but I was too tired. I was late for yoga group because of a phone call. After yoga choir practise.. Came home via the local takeaway because I didn’t have energy to cook. Now I’m debating going to bed early as I need to go to the hospital first thing before an art group for mental health, then a committee meeting for the Mystery Play. Finally tomorrow night is a singing in a local pub. I’ve got involved in too much stuff possibly. But it keeps me busy and I don’t think of hubby as much when I’m doing things.
I keep picking my phone up
Looking at the screen
A blip of endorphins?
Another look…
Gradually it builds
More reading
More reposting
Soon I’m overwhelmed
So much sadness, evil,
No compassion.
It hurts
Stop
Now
!!!
I went to a garden center a couple of days ago. It’s full of all sorts if stuff, a bit like temu in a big shed. To get to the plants you have to walk round lots of displays. There used to be a way through to avoid them but they’ve blocked the routes. If there was ever a fire I think we would be trapped. There’s jewellery, glass ware, pottery, clothes, shoes, houseplants, garden furniture and other stuff. Once you get to the plants there are a miriad of different garden plants (dinosaur included). I didn’t buy any as I need to sort my garden out first. On the way out we looked at toys and sweets and cakes. There were also three separate cafes/resteraunts. It was full of people, that’s where I think I caught this sore throat.
Tests……..a short poem….
Tested to destruction
But you keep going
Ploughing on into the future
Maximum effort to pass
Even by one point.
Tested for healthiness
Bounced and bumped and pushed
Given medicine that may transform
Be a “cure”
Test positive, or negative?
The result depends
On interpretations
May you all pass.
These are props we have previously made and used. These are bamboo and papier mache trees. We are going to repair them as they have been in storage for a few years. Part of the Penkhull Mystery Play this year is about two woodsmen who have been turned into trees by an evil witch. They want to be turned back after 20 years and need to get help from another witch to stop the first witch casting another spell on them. More to come….
I woke up aching,
My shoulder hurt
My neck is tight
Need to relax
Only 4 hours
Of sleepless
Discomfort.
Decaff helped
Pain killers too.
Now dozing
Tired
Might nap
I need a hug
Ugh!
I’ve got too many photos in my phone. It’s crept up to over 17000 and it’s hard to delete them. The personal ones are really hard to let go. I’m attached to so many of them. I’m not sure if I can wave them goodbye. They do hold me in the past. Tie me together like wrapping paper and string.
The WordPress account only allows a maximum amount of memory and I keep hitting 100 %, so every so often I delete pictures. If I can I remove the free photos from the free photo library, or blurry, not very good ones from my own pictures. I know it’s not what I want to do, but I can’t afford to take on a bigger package. Anyway that means some posts are now lacking images. But I try to delete as few as I can. X
Mallaband-Brown