WORDSANDTHOUGHTS

 Yes this morning I thought, extra hour get up the same, have a nice leisurely breakfast, start preparing dinner as son and daughter in law coming for a late lunch, get ready and off to church for a good old sing, chat and coffee.
 The best laid plans as they say.
 Daughters cat looks like it's broken it's tail so where am I dashing off to The Vets.
 Oh well one can but dream

 It's Saturday what can I do
 The rain is pouring I feel quite blue
 can't dig the garden or trim the trees
 it's not my thing in rain you see
 The family are all okay
 don't need me on this rainy day.
 one lot have family down to visit
 so what to do is a quandary 'innit
 the new baby's with her other gran
 her sisters to see a film's the plan
 my youngest is at work today
 so even she can't come out to play
 My son is helping his dad
 fitting a radiator poor lad
 and him my other half I mean
 well he's still not on the scene
 so all in all I suppose I must
 do the dishes,perhaps dust
 Or then I could in gentle repose
 Sit and create more silly prose.

 I have lived in the Nottingham area for many years and have often looked into going to the Lace market theatre, especially when my daughter was studying drama, but somehow work, family, life in general always seemed to get in the way. However when Marian (la-spice) came to stay and we went to see her friend Phil in Abigails Party at the Lace Market I was quite taken with the place. The atmosphere, the people and of course the acting.
 Anyway last night I went back to watch a production of *Kindertransport*, my youngest daughter came with me as she was interested to see it, she had studied it as part of her drama G.C.S.E. and had had to write a monologue in the style of the play.
 It was performed in the round, we were right on the front row of a set of two rows and at times the actors were nearly on our laps, how hard must that be, I have done a lot of am dram and of course my daughter has acted, but to be right there amongst your audience must be so nerve-racking. However it was well worth going, the 14year old girl playing the lead was marvelous I am sure we will see more of her. The cast in all did a tremendous job and it was a thoroughly enjoyable evening.
 I will be going back

 Yes it was my eldest grandaughters 11th birthday yesterday, I can't believe it, seems only yesterday that I was at her birth. Yet there she was lastnight cradling her new baby sister, playing her clarinet and entertaining the rest of our family by getting us to do forfeits (I'm just hoping they don't post mine on facebook ).  We all ate chinese and had a thoroughly good time, shame Ray and Dawn couldn't make it but they were there in spirit .

 and now the pics

and here they swapped instruments just to show they could
Not sure who blew out the candles though  

A replica hanbag I will look for one so please stop posting your your adverts as comments on my posts.

Grrr it makes me so mad

  On Saturday I went with Ray Dawn and the girls to my ex husbands boat. We did some gentle motoring up and down the river near Stratford we were not intending to go through any locks as we were not sure if enough of us were fit to do it, however Ray wanted to try one so we went through one of the easier ones. We took it steady with Ray and Dawn doing the work on top grandad (ex) and nannie (me) on the boat with the girls and doing the manouvering. It went well and Ray thoroughly enjoyed the fact he had been able to do it. We sailed a little further then turned round and repeated the process on the way back, just as we got through the lock the second time a longboat came up behind us, a family had hired it for the weekend, they shouted to Ray and asked him if he could help them go through the lock as they were new to it. So Dawn and Ray helped with the Lock all of a sudden I heard Ray shouting *let go of the rope* and he made a dive pushing a young girl out of the way and grabbing the rope to their boat, he skidded and was jarred and I thought he was going to go in himself. My ex and Dawn went to help and luckily all ended well.
 What had happend was the family on the boat mum and dad stayed on the boat with one daughter and grandad and other daughter who was only about 11 and who had taken off her lifejacket. They hadn't a clue at the force the water filling the lock would make, the boat was pushed about nearly putting the girl on the boat off and pulling the girl on the side holding the rope not fastened off the side. If Ray hadn't dived and made a grab and held on tight I am sure one or other of the girls would have ended up in the lock and that could have been that. They were very grateful but off course they couldn't have known just how much effort that had taken him.
 Yesterday he spent the day in bed having extra morphine and trying to recover. He still enjoyed the day and was glad he had managed to go and so I am sure are the family on the longboat.

 Anyway just a few photos of the day all of which click to enlarge.

That the one time I am all ready picnic packed dressed ready to go. They are late

Courtesy of Mala.

My name is Murphymole and I will NO longer tolerate online stalkers.

I will not feed their fire by responding to their comments or posts except in three ways:

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I will not give them blogging space or another thought for there are many other people here that deserve my energy and attention.

May this blogging community regain its blogging spirit and take back this community from stalkers and claim it as their own.

The week before Marian came to stay I was down in the Teddington/Twickenham area, I met an old school friend, my ex-sister in law and caught up with both about old times and new. I tidied some family graves as I don't get down very often and I had a trip to Kew Gardens.  When I was small we lived just around the corner to Kew Gardens and most Sundays and holidays we would go there my sisters and I enjoyed putting the tuppence and later the threepenny peice in the turnstile and going in to feed the ducks, walk round the hot house or just play amongst the trees.  Imagine my horror when we had to pay £13 each pounds to get in and £6 to park the car, no I'm not a cheapskate, and I know these places need money to keep them going but how an earth could families today be able to let their children enjoy the pleasures of the gardens as we did on a regular basis.  It is still a lovely place but I am afraid the price somewhat spoilt it for me perhaps because it took away my childhood dreams I don't know or perhaps just I was sad for children missing out on the fun I had.  My fondest memory was lining the pathway with thousands of other schoolchildren waving my little union jack as the Queen drove past waving at us on her way to open a new hot house. Ah!!

Anyway here are the photos, the tree top walkway was not there when I was small and it is somewhat unerving to be up that high and swaying in the wind, like being on a boat. The crocus like flowers are saffron and  were growing everywhere apart from that and having more restaurants and shops it was much as I remembered it.