Wednesday, 21 November 2018

I Stole It

But only this meme and you know me -  I can't resit them.

1.  Name something people hate to find on their windshield?   
Bird poop. We seem to get a lot of it in our neck of the woods especially in the summer. 

2. Name something a man might buy before going on a date? 


3. Name something you cook in the microwave? 


4. Name an item found in an old man's wallet? 
Picture of his wife.

5. Something always stocked in the fridge?  


6. Name an item found in a Grandma's purse?  


7. Sport where you might lose a tooth?  


8. Name a fruit that isn't round? 

Avocado. Yes an avocado is technically a fruit

9. Name something you put on a Christmas tree? 

10. Name five people that you think will do this?  
Pass as I hope lots do it.

Meme stolen from SG who stole it from Lindy. Thanks.


Monday, 19 November 2018

LOL Thank you

Thank you to the silent readers who came by and left lovely comments for me. I really appreciate your visit and hope to see you again.

A big thank you to our friend Hermione for carrying on this tradition from Bonnie and for all the hard work she puts in to make LOL a success.

Thanks to my other readers for their lovely comments.

I wasn't around Saturday or yesterday so I hope you'll forgive me if I didn't visit you.

Have a good week,


Saturday, 17 November 2018

Love our Lurkers

It's that time of the year again. Our 13th annual Love Our Lurkers event when we ask our silent readers to come out and leave us a comment.

I used to be in your shoes. I was a lurker before I started blogging. I was nervous and thought no I can't comment as I have nothing that would be of value to say, but you know what, one day I took the plunge and left a comment, it wasn't a long one - just hello, I enjoy your blog.

I love comments so please come out and say hello, ask me a question if you like. You don't need to be nervous and you don't have to use your real name. 

Sadly I wont be around today but I'll answer you all after the weekend. So go on, say hello. If you still feel you can't (but I hope you do) that's OK - I thank you for reading my humble little blog. 

Pop over to Hermione's blog - she has a list of bloggers participating this year. 

Have a fun weekend.


Wednesday, 14 November 2018

Doing it by the book

We all know what 'doing it by the book' means...........and, appropriately enough, it often means officialdom = pain in the ass:)

But this guy is taking matters a little bit too seriously don't you think? Still, he's French so I'll forgive him.

What I couldn't figure out was the title of the book, my own poor French thought dans was 'on' but P corrected me and told me sur was 'on'........dans means 'in'. Then he asked me why I wanted to know. "Oh nothing," I said, "just doing a bit of translating" And dreaming, which I didn't say.

Don't forget Friday 16 and Saturday 17 is LOL.  Hope you'll stop by.  

Hermione has all the details.


Monday, 12 November 2018

Damn my sore throat

And damn the person who gave it me. I know that's not fair and I'm sure they didn't do it on purpose, whoever it was. But I've had it all over the weekend and a cough to go with it. Now I don't care about the suffering to me at all but it caused me to renege on my first full babysitting session afternoon with my granddaughter. I spoke with our son over the phone and he agreed, too risky at this age (the baby's not mine), unknown virus a small hassle to me but potentially several days of discomfort for a little one, so that was that.

I got some stuff from the pharmacy but it didn't do much, I really want something to stop the fits of coughing which, once they start from just a tiny tickle, seem to go on for ages. If it isn't improving by Monday I'll see the doc, maybe antibiotics needed. P wasn't amused, he said he'd go over and babysit (Haha, I can imagine him with a real nasty nappy), I'm not sure whether he'd really thought that through but anyway I told him that even though he wasn't showing symptoms he could be carrying so that was no-go.

I tried honey, in warm lemonade and neat off a spoon, that's what they put in cough linctus I believe, to no avail. P had his own crude suggestion as to what might be good for my throat, he was only trying to cheer me up but it made me laugh and that brought on more coughing so I told him to stop.  It's not a cold or flu, no aches or shakes, P observed, so if it persisted as I'm not feeling actually physically ill, he said he would spank me and see if that helped. I knew he was joking again but I turned it down anyway because I thought it would bring on coughing.

I shall make up for it when this has gone, I'll tell son and dil to go out for a meal later in the week, in fact I'll offer to pay for it! Then get a babysitting evening instead:) Maybe.

Have a good week.


Sunday, 11 November 2018

100 years

Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,
Sleep sweet - to rise anew!
We caught the torch you threw
And holding high, we keep the Faith
With All who died.

We cherish, too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led;
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a lustre to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders Fields.

And now the Torch and Poppy Red
We wear in honor of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught;
We'll teach the lesson that ye wrought
In Flanders Fields

November 1918

I know the poem but didn't know Moina Belle Michael (an American professor and humanitarian) conceived the idea of using poppies as a symbol of remembrance for those who served in World War I.

Please join me in remembering all who went to battle and never came home, our service men and women who have been injured and to all those who are currently serving.