Apparently this is one of the most stressful life events!!! Oh great!
We move tomorrow from our home of 9 years...
Everything is packed and waiting to go...and I am determined to stay as calm and focused as possible this week-end.I haven't mentioned it before as just writing about it would stress me out! Ha.
Becky is away for the week-end and I have good friends and family coming to help.
We are doing a house-swap, with a family who are in need of a 3 bedroomed- house which is what I have. They have a 2 bedroomed house, which is what I would like.
So both parties are happy...
Our country, the U.K. is officially in a ''recession'' right now and I have been without work for 4 weeks. I have been assured that I will be able to return to work on the 9th February so I am holding out until then.
These are uncertain times for everyone...
As from tonight, I will be without internet access and a landline phone so I am doing a quick post in case you think I may have been abducted by little green men or similar!...I am not sure how long it will be until I am back online either!
I will of course miss you all.
I do have under the stairs to clear before tomorrow but I would rather be writing on here.Ha.
Have a good week-end friends...
I will be able to use Berenice's pc should I need to...so I am not totally isolated.
Smiles
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Tempe...Arizona!!!
Well,
My curiosity has finally got the better of me.You may have noticed that I have a ''Feedjit'' on my blog. One of its uses is to show me where in the world people who hit on my blog, come from. It's a great tool for brushing up on geography!
When you click on the location, it shows you which page the visiting blogger has looked at.
Anyway, I have noticed over the past few years that someone in Tempe, Arizona has clicked on many of my pages. That's not to say they have read them...ha.
Maybe they want to remain anonymous. As far as I know they have never made themselves known by leaving a comment or similar.
I would love to know who you are ''Tempe Arizona''...please introduce yourself.
My curiosity has finally got the better of me.You may have noticed that I have a ''Feedjit'' on my blog. One of its uses is to show me where in the world people who hit on my blog, come from. It's a great tool for brushing up on geography!
When you click on the location, it shows you which page the visiting blogger has looked at.
Anyway, I have noticed over the past few years that someone in Tempe, Arizona has clicked on many of my pages. That's not to say they have read them...ha.
Maybe they want to remain anonymous. As far as I know they have never made themselves known by leaving a comment or similar.
I would love to know who you are ''Tempe Arizona''...please introduce yourself.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Santa's Sigh...a poem.

Santa’s Sigh
Our santa claus is feeling weary
His bloodshot eyes are tired and bleary
A pinched red nose from Christmas frost
His faculties are almost lost.
His hair is streaked with chimney soot
A painful blister on each foot.
His suit is creased and caked in grime
This happens every Christmas time.
He’s squeezed himself through tiny spaces
Caught his beard up in his braces
He’s knocked his knee and bumped his head
And fallen over tiny beds.
He’s lost his list, mislaid his map
Mixed up presents in his sack
Forgot to M.O.T. his sleigh
And lost a reindeer on the way.
He’s double parked on yellow lines
Now has a stack of parking fines
He’s knocked down gates and startled pets
Accumulated several debts.
He’s flown into electric wires
And whipped the tops off churches spires
He’s worried sheep and churned up lawns
Crash landed in a field of corns
Despite all this he’s flown them miles
Made many million little smiles
So now our santa needs a rest
He’s done his job and done his best.
In the quiet of Christmas dawn
He leads his deer from cold to warm
A cosy barn with thick, sweet hay
He beds them down without delay
Then lights the fire and bolts the doors
And settles down with Mrs. Claus
He pours a sherry, warms his toes
His shoulders droop, his eyelids close.
The morning choir of garden birds
Sing sweetly but they can’t be heard
Mrs. Claus looks on, so proud
As Santa snores extremely loud.
Ellen Johns 2007
Friday, January 2, 2009
Happy New Year Friends...and introducing Elliot.
Happy New Year everyone and I hope you all had a good Christmas.
I usually feel quite down in the dumps at the start of the new year so in order to keep my mood cheerful, I have decided to post this little film of my hamster ''Elliot'', teasing my pooch ''Fizz''...last night. They are not usually so close to each other, but because we are in the grip of a ''cold snap'', I brought Elliot into the front room where it's warmer.
I love his challenging little pose. You can almost imagine him saying, ''come and get me Fizz''.
You will have to excuse the running commentary, that's me. I doubt I will ever get a job with Disney as a voice over...ha.
I just thought I would share it with you and hopefully bring on a smile or two.
Smiles from across the miles.
I usually feel quite down in the dumps at the start of the new year so in order to keep my mood cheerful, I have decided to post this little film of my hamster ''Elliot'', teasing my pooch ''Fizz''...last night. They are not usually so close to each other, but because we are in the grip of a ''cold snap'', I brought Elliot into the front room where it's warmer.
I love his challenging little pose. You can almost imagine him saying, ''come and get me Fizz''.
You will have to excuse the running commentary, that's me. I doubt I will ever get a job with Disney as a voice over...ha.
I just thought I would share it with you and hopefully bring on a smile or two.
Smiles from across the miles.
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