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I was asked to paint some script onto a wall several years ago ( the script was an edited version of the quote in the photo) I think it came out OK ( emulsion paint used). This was before my arm started shaking, when I still had a steady hand. I think I try and follow the words on the wall, some days more than others. X
‘Nah’ he said, ‘it’s not going to snow on Christmas day!’
His daughter looked upset, but her mum said ‘Dad is always right about the weather.’
She went upstairs to bed, it was Christmas Eve and she was 7. She believed her Dad but really truly wished for the snow to come. She wanted to get up and see if Santa had been yet, but it was only ten o’clock and Santa didn’t arrive till midnight. The stairs light was on and she tried to stare at it to keep awake. But she couldn’t keep her eyes open…
Suddenly she woke. The stairs light was off and she didn’t know the time, but there was a strange silence outside except for.. A scrabbling sound on the roof. A slithering sound, a tap and a rattle. What was it? And the sky was a funny orange colour. She had never seen it like that before? Soft noises tickled her ears again. She had a chimney in her room but the hole where there used to be a fire was boarded up. But she could hear something..
She looked out of the window, moving the net curtain to one side. The sky was still orangey grey and what looked like feathers were floating down… Was it? Snow? She put on her slippers and silently went downstairs. She saw it was five o’clock in the morning. Still dark and far too early for her parents to be up. Instead of looking in the lounge to find out if she had presents she walked through the kitchen and stepped out of the back door. Snow! Yes!
Suddenly a trickle of snow fell from the roof above her. Then a little avalanche. She heard scrabbling again so she looked up…. Just as the reindeer and sleigh leapt up from the roof and flew into the sky!
What does mailer daemon even mean? When you send an email to a company after they have given you a SPECIFIC email address, you copied it down twice, then it comes back with a failure notice? Is it that they want you to fail, to think it had gone through and they are dealing with it? So annoying! What to do? I went online and found an ‘info@’ email address. I have forwarded the email there. I hoe it gets through. I included the email address I had been told to send it to. Let’s see what happens?
A lot of the time now I switch on the subtitles on the TV. Not for me but for my hubby, even with hearing aids he struggles. But when you read them, the ‘live’ ones, there are some strange mistakes, mainly homophones where sees is misinterpreted as cease or seize for instance. Some are real howlers. ‘He was pudding the shutters down’ , or spelling mistakes ‘the fig was thick that night, it was hard to sea’. I’m sure I couldn’t do any better. But some of them are hilarious! And distracting. Tonight I was watching a dancing show and instead if dancing a Rumba it said Room bar!
I try and write a limerick for Esther Chiltons blog on a Monday. Someone puts a prompt word up and people respond.
I usually forget to copy my limerick for myself but I did today. Its a bit clumsy, the lines are quite long, but it does have the structure of a limerick. That is the first two lines have the last word rhyming, the next two lines rhyme with each other and then the final fifth line rhymes with the first two.
Here it is, the prompt word was ‘lark’ which can appear anywhere in the limerick, not necessarily at the end of a line.
I’m very rarely up with the lark
Early attendance I get a black mark
Just goes to show staying up late
Does not myself an early bird make
I get up so late, its already gone dark!
I usually write a limerick for Esther Chilton Blog on a Monday. Last night I suddenly had a pain in my back. Why? I do not know but I don’t want it!
I wrote this in response to the word HOPE which is what the days prompt was.
I hope my back will be alright
It started hurting in the night
I took a pill
And hope it will
Be better by the morning light!
I hope it feels better soon. Its one thing after another!
Please provide…. ‘ xxxxxx’ said the email. Various documents for our insurance claim. So, you then realise you have too many documents. Piles and piles, because you don’t want to have identity theft and the shredder got too hot last time you used it….
So, going through pile four of eight lots you find one thing. You ask hubby if he knows where things are and he hands you something. So that’s two out of ten things you need…
I looked through it all. Found nothing else.. Rang up the shop we bought the thing from… Yes they can let us have a copy of something..
Then I looked at the table I’d got things on. There underneath everything was a crucial document. I hadn’t seen it before because I had put it upside down to write notes on the back! Phew!
Then I asked hubby because I can’t find another document. ‘that’s online ‘ he said. I found the email… What’s the password? ‘I don’t know’ came the reply.
Having a rest. Will ring Monday. Peeved.
I am struggling to write since I hurt my wrist. If I hold a pen I get sharp pains shooting down from my thumb. The pressure I have to press down with is also making it hurt.
I’ve tried getting in the doctors but can’t get an appointment. I will try again. I looked the symptoms up on the Internet (not a good idea), I have an idea what might be causing it, but self diagnosis is not a good thing. I might be minimising or catastrophising…. Life is strange and interesting and can be confusing.
I am trying to drag myself out of an illness today, but all that seems to happen is that I fall asleep. Its only a stomach bug (enough information), but it really hit me yesterday.
Should I blog about this? I’m only explaining because I’m usually here everyday, writing endless things about art or silly poems. I do wonder sometimes if there is a point? Would anyone miss my words. It’s when you’re feeling a bit down that you start to question why I do this. Is it like vanity publishing? I wonder…
I’m up messing about on my computer, I want to work out characters for a childrens story I hope to write and illustrate for my college project. I am not sharing what it will be called or the scenario. And given my bad grammar here I dont even know if I will be able to do it. But the saying goes that we all have at least one book in us. Mine might be a bit musty and old fashioned! I think I need dragging into the 21st century. I also want to find some watercolour sketches I painted years ago to illustrate this (its a very old project) wish me luck.
Mallaband-Brown