Exercise. I made a real effort to get out and walk this week and it was good for me and my mood (though my knees would beg to differ!)
Bureaucracy . I drove myself bananas getting my passport application in!
Honourable mentions to a day’s work, two interviews, four early mornings, housework, gin and dinner with the Kenny’s, a walk with Christelle, seeing a seal in the river at Richmond, a lovely lazy Saturday with Ma, a walk with Sarah and Fred, catching up with Ryan and some beautiful autumn days.
This interview with Michelle Dockery, it’s not that I loved Downton Abbey but she’s only two years out from her fiance dying and I just really feel for her, remembering how terrible I felt two years after Stef died, I know that it’ll get better (I’m proof of that) but it sucks and I really feel for her.
The clothes I’ve loved – and reduced to rags. This could be me, I love my clothes to bits until they fall to bits.
The bank of Mum and Dad. I’m going to say it again, this isn’t just about millennials. I’m 44 and couldn’t do it. It’s been a problem for working class kids for over 20 years, it’s only getting traction now middle class kids can’t do it!
How fake news works: Millions of Americans would flunk basic civics. This and before we go getting all proud that it wouldn’t happen here. It already has, just take a look at the Brexit debates and the referendum. The money that we were going to have, the fact we’re in this mess because of an advisory referendum. The amount of people that don’t vote. Yeah it’s us too…
Bad language is good for you. I’m going to keep telling myself that…
Have the gin jokes gone too far? Yes, I love that there are lots of new gins out there and that I don’t have to walk into a pub and order something other than a gin and tonic because I will not drink Gordons. However, we are in danger of jumping the shark here!
Today would be my Grandad’s 103rd birthday, which means that it’s been just under 20 years since he died. I loved my Grandad, he was a good grandparent in the best sense, I know that one day Oli and Joe will feel the same way about Ma as their Grandma.
He wasn’t perfect but he did all the right Grandad things, and I am aware that he wasn’t a perfect human being but I loved him.
Grandad on the blog mostly lives through his bread pudding recipe but I’ve been scanning some photos so this seemed like the right time to break them out…
Sometime between 1938 and 1945 and yes my brother does really look like him….This is his wedding photo which places it in 1944, I think, if I’m wrong Ma will tell me (hi Ma!). That’s Iris, my grandma and she and my Mum have the same shaped hands (genetics are strange and marvellous) I have no idea when this is but this is my great-grandad Hull, my great aunt Phylis, Grandad, my great aunt Edith and my great aunt Ada. One of the things I didn’t really understand until he died was that he was a big brother as well as my Grandad.This is my first communion, that’s Jan, Dad, Grandad and my uncle Mick. Grandad wore a suit, he probably complained about the amount of times he had to get up and down during Mass too, this was a regular feature of Grandad at Mass, Salvation Army services did not really go in for bells and smells and kneeling but I know that he was pleased that Ma and by extension, Ben and I had come back to Jesus. Grandad’s influence on my faith was gentle but strong. Grandad didn’t preach but he was a great model of faith, especially when it’s hard and especially when you fail. When I was confirmed we had to do some form of ‘service’ which is how I ended up ‘helping’ in a Sally Ann youth group once a week until I was 19.
This is the first Christmas after we moved out of Fulham and the first Christmas without my Dad. This is a much more typical Grandad picture. He was 80, we had been to Mass in the morning. I still have that armchair, but had to have it reupholstered. It has a throw on it in this photo because Grandad’s brylcreem had done for the original material. Yes, I know he had almost no hair but what he had was always slicked down!
Jobhunting. I’ve been reluctant to talk too much about this but I have a day’s temp work next week, an interview for some temp work and a couple of agencies that are calling me up with stuff…
Feeling yuck. Everyone has been sick, I’m feeling a bit grotty, nothing too terrible just tired and grotty..
Honourable mentions to coffee with friends, finally getting my library books back, dinner with Ryan, volunteering, a walk with Christelle, making plans, time with Ma, whiskey and getting an interview!
Oh come on, this is getting farcical. Priti Patel held undisclosed meetings in Israel. Then she was forced to resign, I would have sacked her. Also Theresa May should just say sod it and start sacking people who don’t/can’t/won’t follow the rules…I’m talking about Boris. If she’s in such a weak position at least go out fighting…
What experts know about men who rape
Kate is fed up of people who go on about Christmas being celebrated too soon. It’s too soon for me but go ahead if you want!
The best cheese for you zodiac sign. I like all of the cheeses, I could not limit myself to cheddar…
This is fascinating. How the 25th Amendment actually works and what nobodies has figured out
This gives me such hope… This Woman Responded to a Local Legislator’s Sexist Facebook Post by Running for His Seat—and Winning
Last week didn’t only mark the beginning of November but maybe the beginning of cold weather. It has been getting colder, on the plot you can see it in what’s coming off the plot, as my allotment neighbour put it after October “it’s all green and leafy”.
This year I tried to plan better for overwintering vegetables and have kale, chard and black radishes doing well. There are leeks too but I seem to be plagued by leek problems, there’s rust and now allium leaf miner next year they are going under mesh but that’s how it goes.
So with the weather approaching, this week was about putting things to bed. We took up the marigolds and nasturtiums but left the cosmos for a bit.
We covered three more beds for winter, all of those beds need compost/manure but we can’t leave anything uncovered because the foxes have a field day digging otherwise! We also sowed broad beans, we’ve been on the look out for garlic but unless I order it online, can get any and with the rust issue, decided that we’d leave it this year.
I took up all of the salad leaves, so this is the last sinkful of salad for this seasonwe also harvested chard and kale.and found out that there had been a delivery of woodchip, so took the opportunity to add to the paths.There’s quite a bit to do to this month but we’re in good shape.
Activity. I did things, walked more, spent time with good people, volunteered and generally enjoyed my week.
Computer issues. I think I drove myself bananas trying to transfer information from my very old computer to my new one. Technology is tough sometimes.
Honourable mentions to helping sort out KCAH’s storage cupboard with Ma, a new haircut, time catching up with Laura and baby Caeden, lots of time of public transport, drinks with Jess, a long walk with Sarah and the dog, time on the allotment,