Monday, 6 July 2020

I miss my friends.

My girl friends who you can have a good belly laugh with.  Who will never share what you told them.  As I will not share what they said to me.  

I do chat to many on the Prom.  But its hardly other than a swift chat on the weather and whether I am near death yet!

Trying to plan a meet up where social distancing is possible.  In my head designing alterations to the patio to make it more sheltered.  And so on.  I will get there.

Today I had my feet sorted.  Bliss.  Back to red hair and short on the 24th.  

My daily pleasure is at the Prom as you all know.  Sadly anonymous says my blog is boring as its prom, prom, prom.  I wonder why she still reads it then.

A Beam Trawler away out on the hunt.

One to paint. Oh yes.

Surf School and a deserted beach.

A new sign!  The whole town and surrounds are loving these signs.  Do hope they remain. 

Next month a visit from some of our family.  I do hope so.  But one keeps waiting for the lock down to slam down with all the idiotic behaviour in England.  Just following the examples of Mr Cummings and Boris's Dad.  

Trying so hard as I know we all are to stay positive.  So good to know I have such lovely friends in Blogland.

Sunday, 5 July 2020

Sunday All Sorts.

We went to the Prom and the heavens opened.

To the railings and took the pics then back into the car.

Home and Dyson and harem brought their offspring to meet us.

Sithcat managed to grab one of the babies.  He brought it in to the house so the DP rescued it.  There cannot be many who can lay claim to having a pheasant in their bed.  But I can.

Hopefully reunited with Mum and sibling now.

Eyeing up the library.  Have I the fitness levels to begin the pruning?

The cups etc are awards for the DP and his photography.  There is another bookcase at the other side of the room.  Bottom shelf has the complete works of Dickens and will not be pruned.  No other books on there.

Ah well doing nothing now as the sun has set.


Saturday, 4 July 2020


Some stuff growing in the garden.

Rambling Rector.  Lovely smell and a profusion of blooms.

I love Lilies.

Wild Foxglove, well I didnt plant it.


Thistles.  We have lots.  I didnt plant any.

To the Prom.


Gull Gang.

Add people......

Micro Lite.

Not that many people.

A new sign.  Just appeared.  Hope it is allowed to remain.

Pair of Avocets on the drawing board.

Funny old day with humidity levels going up and stopping my breathing.  But I walked.

Forecast is for rain all day tomorrow.  Not happy if I cannot walk and breathe the sea air.  The forecast is often wrong!

Friday, 3 July 2020


Friday is one of the two days my carer visits.  So I am clean from top to toe.  And exhausted from chatting so much!

My foot wifie has been in touch and hopes to see to my feet on Monday.  Good as soon I wont be able to get shoes on as I cant cut my toe nails.  She will phone the day before to do an assessment.  Check we are both well etc.  I contacted my shielding advice team.  After consulting with a clinical health advisor it was decided the foot wifie was a health necessity and could visit with the appropriate garb.  Visor, gloves, mask, apron.....  All this for my toe nails to get cut.

Despite the rain forecast we went to the Prom.

Through the windscreen.  But I got out and went to the railings.

It was heavy rain too.  But I got my sea air.

With no people or dogs there were plenty Gulls.

Wet but still beautiful.

As is the female pheasant sheltering under our honeysuckle arch.

I have been in touch with our path creators.  We would like a raised herb bed.  A step for Sithcat to be level to the cat door and possibly a pond.  They are coming next Thursday for a discuss.  Upwards on Onwards.

Was not expecting to have a stunning sunset with all the rain.  But....

Thursday, 2 July 2020


When I am marching up and down the Prom I smile at everyone I pass.  Some smile back and ask 'Fit like?'  Which means how are you.  Others look away confused.  But the next time I pass them on another day they smile first.  Remember the Spike Milligan poem?

Smiling is infectious
You can catch it like the flu
When someone smiled at me today
I started smiling too
I walked around the corner
And someone saw me grin
When he smiled I realised
I had passed it on to him
I thought about the smile
And then realised its worth
A single smile like mine
Could travel round the earth
So if you feel a smile begin
Don’t leave it undetected
Start an epidemic
And get the world infected.

Much better than Corona.
We met a couple of friends today on the Prom.  Not arranged.  Just did.  So nice to chat.

I had done my walk back and forth.  So I had gone to sit in the car with the window open.  The other man's partner had also gone back to their car to warm up.  It was a tad cool today.
Didnt put off the Surf school lot.

The Gull Gang were coming and going.

Boats to ing and fro ing.
Then tonight I made the biggest smile.
Apart from smiling remember to always look up.  Just dont trip up .