Coast-to-coast

So you’ll remember a recent posting where I mentioned that our plans to head up to the NW last weekend for my nephew’s wedding, had been scuppered by the covid lockdown restrictions. I’m delighted to say the event went ahead (albeit restricted to fewer than 15 in attendance) and despite shocking weather, they had a blast. I’m so pleased for them. As Carol had taken a day’s leave to allow us to make a long weekend of the event we decided to have a break away to ourselves. Turning our focus away from the Fylde coast we actually found an area of the country not currently under Tier 17 armed guard lockdown – the Jurassic coast – and headed here…

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Guess what folks….

Bear with me on this one. A few days ago Carol and I had to pop out for an early lunch to our local restaurant. I was doing quite a bit of work for them before lock-down but haven’t heard a squeak from them since they re-opened. Hey ho. But let’s not bear grudges eh. We each chose to have their fishfinger/goujon sandwich. They have a new chef so we were interested to know whether they’d be as good as previously. Well when they arrived we were gob-smacked. The fish bit was generous but that was accompanied by a helping of salad bedded between two slabs of crusty granary bread at least an inch thick per slice. Then the two halves were placed on top of each other and skewered with a long cocktail stick. We’d ordered one apiece and each stood over 6” high. It was pretty spectacular and a bit more than we were expecting to be honest. So we decided to just share the two halves of one of the sandwiches and asked them to doggy bag the other. I wished I’d taken a picture to show you. The image below is from the internet – imagine the bread about twice as thick and it’d be close…

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Trepidation

So hello again dear readers. It’s been a while since I last posted. I’m not sure why really. I like to write about stuff that interests or amuses me (even if the laugh is on myself) or stuff that really pisses me off and I feel the need to vent about it. I guess I just got fed up writing about the terrible covid situation and this Government’s hapless handling of the pandemic. Well 6 months or so later and, sadly, not a lot has changed has it?  It remains a very difficult scene but I felt the need to hit the keyboard again because I’m not looking forward to what further restrictions the PM may be announcing later this afternoon. You could say I’m writing this with some trepidation.

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Scratching away layers

Well the last posting got a bit reflective; it started out as one of my many diatribes on the foibles and flaws in the people featured on tv. I love to study anyone who is self-absorbed (and tv is choc full of them) and to then scratch away at their veneer of gloss till I find the shallowness underneath. It sounds cruel but, hey, they set themselves up for some criticism and I mostly try and do it without being unfairly hurtful. And in the last posting I thought I was straying into aiming appearance barbs at people who were just being filmed doing their very caring volunteer work and not seeking celebrity. And I hope we’re better than that. Even if I did feel one person did deserve to have his look at me-ness pricked a tad. Yes SC, I mean you.  Continue reading

Animal rescue

So regular readers will know I’m not a big animal fan. Actually that’s nowhere near correct. I’m just someone who doesn’t like the concept of pets and having animals in the home. I love animals in their natural habitat and can live with animals being farmed for our consumption provided it is done respectfully. I don’t like zoos. But I appreciate the conservation work.  I confess, I am a bit of a protectionist when it comes to animal care and I abhor the harm that comes to some poor creatures especially deliberately. But sometimes, indeed often,  animals become harmed by their environment. And there are clusters of people who are there to care for animals who became hurt. I couldn’t do it personally but I applaud them. Continue reading

Ministry of Uncool

My posting seems to be having a brainstorm so here’s trying again. I’ve just about seen it all now; my eyes are streaming, my sides have split and I’ve almost been rendered speechless. I have to thank my lovely daughter Ems and top son-in-law St who came over yesterday for lunch and showed me this little video tweet that has stormed twitter world. Or should that be twat land? It features my favourite Secretary of State for Duplicity. Can you guess who it is yet?

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New norm

Yesterday was a little bit of a special day. You see I’m a big sports fan and yesterday afternoon I found myself watching the F1 GP qualifying sessions and between times catching up with England’s progress in the Test match v the W Indies. And then I checked into Sky’s Soccer Saturday and gorged on Jeff Stelling and the footie all afternoon. For the last 3 months we haven’t been able to do any of that of course and it felt decadent and good at the same time. Ah welcome back top level sport that we are pretty darn good at. Do you ever wonder what it must be like doing that if you’re say Scottish or Welsh? Ha! Cheap joke sorry.  And not that funny. And a bit offensive. Sorry again. Well slightly amusing.

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Early morning scheduling

So as regular readers may know I’m a bit of a creature of habit. And one of the regular features in my life is the early morning routine. Carol and I are early risers and usually downstairs by 6.30am or so. It’s usually a cuppa for Carol then at one minute to 7am it’s Converse sneakers on and I pop out and over to the little Co-op store in the market square to be first through the door to go and pick up my morning paper, the i. And occasionally some milk. Continue reading