<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734</id><updated>2012-02-15T12:31:05.836Z</updated><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-_Nrx_0BVo/TnbvtnQsCcI/AAAAAAAABzk/-yrWfTVIOxc/s1600/100_0412%2B2.JPG'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Things Crafty'/><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEeLJPv1bnw/ToXCLqgDhAI/AAAAAAAABz8/-S9zBMHfl4g/s400/100_0415.JPG'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SloMilrVLKI/AAAAAAAABPY/779cN-JXCcE/s400/BILD0792.JPG'/><title type='text'>Barbara Blundell's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>All kinds of everything</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6679968000067518829</id><published>2011-11-08T10:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:01:57.722Z</updated><title type='text'>Gone fishing !</title><content type='html'>Have run out of Blogging steam so am having a little rest until inspiration strikes again !!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SGJ3EHdgaQ/TrkK9SjIAgI/AAAAAAAAB00/lKPPKW-S7Rc/s1600/100_0439.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SGJ3EHdgaQ/TrkK9SjIAgI/AAAAAAAAB00/lKPPKW-S7Rc/s400/100_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672577253717312002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister in law visited at weekend and brought this cake she has made !!Look forward to sampling it !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6679968000067518829?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6679968000067518829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6679968000067518829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6679968000067518829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6679968000067518829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/11/gone-fishing.html' title='Gone fishing !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SGJ3EHdgaQ/TrkK9SjIAgI/AAAAAAAAB00/lKPPKW-S7Rc/s72-c/100_0439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4452864438818296912</id><published>2011-09-30T14:00:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:09:28.252+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEeLJPv1bnw/ToXCLqgDhAI/AAAAAAAABz8/-S9zBMHfl4g/s400/100_0415.JPG'/><title type='text'>News from Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Prince Reporting&lt;/div&gt;I sent some of my wages to help the deprived dogs and was delighted to receive a reply and also a photo of two re homed animals who look very happy . &lt;div&gt;I felt very proud when they congratulated me on holding down such a responsible job ( that's one in the eye for the birds -- they think that because they can sing they are the bee's knees -when really they are only lay-abouts )You will see that I have been promoted and am now watchdog for  two timepieces. Perhaps I will soon reach the height of my ambition which is to rise from humble watch dog to become a very important  clock watcher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEeLJPv1bnw/ToXCLqgDhAI/AAAAAAAABz8/-S9zBMHfl4g/s400/100_0415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658142012503983106" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miraculous Medicines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One night last week I had a very sore throat and great difficulty swallowing. Out came all the 'fast acting relief'  pastilles, anti viral ,anti everything else lozenges but nothing worked.  I was in pain !!! Unable to sleep I got up to browse the net for any suggestions.By this stage had they recommended that standing on one leg for half an hour  in the snow  was a sure cure I was so desperate I  would have done it .The suggestions weren't quite so drastic but bad enough. " Mix 1 teasp cayenne pepper with half a pint of water and gargle "Feeling rather sceptical I did this and couldn't believe the fantastic result  ! Went back to bed, slept well and woke  with just had a bit of discomfort in the morning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Subsequently a cold developed and ran its course but ended up with relentless cough.- again no relief from the patent medicines. Spurred on by success  I had another browse. Came up with 'Home Remedy for Coughs.  Slice an onion,cover with honey,leave to stand, drink  1 teasp of resultant gunge " It smelt and tasted foul -but again amazing results .- great relief  !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; These cures  must be ancient and used for many years and they're certainly what I'll use in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm browsing for a remedy for memory loss,short sightedness and deafness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is the last Car Rally this weekend so winter must be on its way and it's time to batten down the hatches  and stock up on supplies. Cosy evenings by the fire await. Lovely !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy week end to all !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4452864438818296912?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4452864438818296912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4452864438818296912' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4452864438818296912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4452864438818296912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/09/prince-reporting-i-sent-some-of-my.html' title='News from Prince'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEeLJPv1bnw/ToXCLqgDhAI/AAAAAAAABz8/-S9zBMHfl4g/s72-c/100_0415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6546925241213000390</id><published>2011-09-18T13:53:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T09:14:23.880+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-_Nrx_0BVo/TnbvtnQsCcI/AAAAAAAABzk/-yrWfTVIOxc/s1600/100_0412%2B2.JPG'/><title type='text'>Still alive and kicking !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Since there is never a time when worldly activities come to an end, limit your activities "I read these words of wisdom this week and will try and heed them .The days pass so quickly and there is always a queue of things to do and sadly  Blogging has been at the end of the line. Perhaps I should consider cutting back on things like  cleaning and ironing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; The car rally season is finished with nothing noteworthy happening. At least I have got Sundays back and had an enjoyable 'bake in ' this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I'm into making Muffins at the moment and keep trying different recipes. Today I made Apple Streusel and Almond and Apricot. I also made  Coffee Walnut Cake and a  Marmalade Cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                              &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-_Nrx_0BVo/TnbvtnQsCcI/AAAAAAAABzk/-yrWfTVIOxc/s1600/100_0412%2B2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-_Nrx_0BVo/TnbvtnQsCcI/AAAAAAAABzk/-yrWfTVIOxc/s400/100_0412%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653969949122365890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Craft Work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Our Guild is taking part in the Cultural Olympiad and we have been asked to make  cushions as personal welcoming gifts for the parcipitants   The instructions are very precise. Cushions should measure 16 inches square and be made from pure British wool. Any lining must also be made of wool.I am working on two possibilities and will decide which one to send when they are completed. Roger's new jumper has had to go on the back burner for a bit !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cushion 1-handspun oddments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                         &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbA74h4qHOs/TnbxG91-GWI/AAAAAAAABzs/Mu86PUczMNo/s1600/100_0406.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZbA74h4qHOs/TnbxG91-GWI/AAAAAAAABzs/Mu86PUczMNo/s400/100_0406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653971484192676194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cushion 2 -commercial Aran&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3m5QFfNK1s/TnbxebF5RII/AAAAAAAABz0/pvS_62olTfg/s1600/100_0408.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3m5QFfNK1s/TnbxebF5RII/AAAAAAAABz0/pvS_62olTfg/s400/100_0408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653971887181087874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6546925241213000390?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6546925241213000390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6546925241213000390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6546925241213000390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6546925241213000390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-alive-and-kicking.html' title='Still alive and kicking !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j-_Nrx_0BVo/TnbvtnQsCcI/AAAAAAAABzk/-yrWfTVIOxc/s72-c/100_0412%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6141259571484199236</id><published>2011-08-21T16:19:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:12:08.329+01:00</updated><title type='text'>le Weekend</title><content type='html'>We have been very busy lately hence the paucity of posts ! We had a bit of breather yesterday and went for a country run. The weather was good and we went to one of our favourite pubs . The countryside was lovely,still green but there was a nip of autumn in the air .We like this pub because it is well worn and comfortable,like us The coffee machine is labelled 'bottomless well ' and you can help yourself to as many cups as you wish. Also they serve half portions which is great. Sometimes full portions can be a bit daunting for delicate appetites and it must be disappointing for a chef to see some of the results of his efforts consigned to the recycle bin.&lt;br /&gt;There is a 7th century Church in the village and there was a wedding in progress. A beautiful setting and a lovely day for it !There was a Scottish flavour with several guests sporting kilts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSm5UzDtLQ/TlFPuV-SFPI/AAAAAAAABzM/drLrL_3m_6c/s1600/100_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643379465662895346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSm5UzDtLQ/TlFPuV-SFPI/AAAAAAAABzM/drLrL_3m_6c/s400/100_0135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8mO8iScIU/TlFPRDQJrnI/AAAAAAAABzE/WLJCd0LAnEM/s1600/100_0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 273px; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643378962421362290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8mO8iScIU/TlFPRDQJrnI/AAAAAAAABzE/WLJCd0LAnEM/s400/100_0133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today R. made the most of another lovely day, and went cycling and covered 79 miles. I took the opportunity to stock up with the baking as the social calendar is getting rather full again with visitors imminent.&lt;br /&gt;I made chocolate cake, date and walnut cakes,lemon drizzle,fruit cake and muffins. Have had many attempts and disasters with muffins until my friend Jane gave me a super recipe.R tried one when he came back and said, "Very Nice. " which is praise indeed from a Yorkshireman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cF3Z7WcFnQ/TlFSdIBiI5I/AAAAAAAABzU/DDvKw95Frl0/s1600/100_0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643382468395541394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cF3Z7WcFnQ/TlFSdIBiI5I/AAAAAAAABzU/DDvKw95Frl0/s400/100_0398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6141259571484199236?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6141259571484199236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6141259571484199236' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6141259571484199236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6141259571484199236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/08/le-weekend.html' title='le Weekend'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dKSm5UzDtLQ/TlFPuV-SFPI/AAAAAAAABzM/drLrL_3m_6c/s72-c/100_0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1397719964039449056</id><published>2011-08-09T15:51:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T08:28:22.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRINCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638869100172531474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6CyAv0neZo/TkFJkhK11xI/AAAAAAAABys/Xa1Z6BOTxO4/s400/%2521cid_2C627DB9-9109-4302-BF85-A57709AEBEF4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am called Prince and I am employed by my master as a watchdog.My brief is to sit on a bedside locker and guard his timepiece when he is not wearing it. It's usually a satisfying job although sometimes my neighbours, the birds (especially that robin ) get a bit jealous and try to steal my watch. I've pointed out to them that there's no such thing as a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;watchbird&lt;/span&gt; but they wont have it and peck at my fur until I let them have a lend. Apart from that it is a happy life . When I am on duty I often pass the time thinking of less fortunate dogs who do not have kind masters and a good life. I think I will send them some of my wages to buy a few bones and comforts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DYEING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUJqwDd29uk/TkFNXjMzJrI/AAAAAAAABy0/-w9VtAjZwhA/s1600/100_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638873275425826482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUJqwDd29uk/TkFNXjMzJrI/AAAAAAAABy0/-w9VtAjZwhA/s400/100_0119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skeins ready for the plunge &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was aiming for a mid blue colour. In the past I have used a dye bath trying both natural and synthetic indigo along with the appropriate chemicals--be it soda ash, sodium &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dithionite&lt;/span&gt; caustic soda,washing soda whatever the recipe called for and usually had good results . Last time though something went disastrously wrong and I was left with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wishy&lt;/span&gt; washy pathetic apology for  blue. Them I was given some carpet dyes-simple just mix and use so I cheated and used that .One of the advantages of advancing years is that it's O. K. to cheat It's quite permissible to hide behind someone at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; to do a bit of slacking,selective deafness can be an asset too. I'm waiting for the day when I can buy the cakes from M &amp;amp; S with a clear conscience or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; purchase a weeks ready meals !. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The result of the dyeing was the other extreme a ,rather strident colour, I'm not too keen on it but it's for a jumper for R. and he likes it. I've &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;overdyed&lt;/span&gt; a sample with yellow and got a pleasant moss green but he's adamant he likes the blue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtOls5o3Nc0/TkFREsXKpLI/AAAAAAAABy8/HbbkK_yKSU8/s1600/100_0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 111px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638877349514224818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtOls5o3Nc0/TkFREsXKpLI/AAAAAAAABy8/HbbkK_yKSU8/s400/100_0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Think I'll have another plug for at the moss green ( perhaps this particular blue appeals to men. I remember going to the shop with my mum taking my dad to choose some wool for a jumper and she said to him, " Choose what colour you want , Sam" and he chose a similar strident blue and my Mum pointed to the display and said " We'll take that nice grey "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy week to all !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1397719964039449056?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1397719964039449056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1397719964039449056' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1397719964039449056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1397719964039449056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-and-that.html' title='This and that'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6CyAv0neZo/TkFJkhK11xI/AAAAAAAABys/Xa1Z6BOTxO4/s72-c/%2521cid_2C627DB9-9109-4302-BF85-A57709AEBEF4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-291819145178044210</id><published>2011-07-29T11:17:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T19:44:20.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Up date</title><content type='html'>Apologies !! I have been taken to task for being a neglectful blogger. So here goes ! A bit of an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R. and the M. G Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93NiDfpa5sg/TjKJT9EDCQI/AAAAAAAAByE/EFD5zaVWOuo/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634717059695970562" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93NiDfpa5sg/TjKJT9EDCQI/AAAAAAAAByE/EFD5zaVWOuo/s400/car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to another rally last week end and the vexed question -to sell or not to sell ? resurfaced .' Yes, No, Yes, No' and this time it stopped at 'Yes.' " Just a try to see if anyone is interested. " The 'For Sale' notice finally went on display. There were three enquires and two seemed quite serious. The first was keen until he asked,"Does it have over drive ? " When the answer was, " No, " he lost interest and moved on leaving R. quite hurt that his baby had been challenged and found wanting. Another potential buyer liked the car and made an offer but said that he would take out all the red upholstery and seats and replace them with cream.He might just have well have suggested ripping R.'s heart out or pulling off his head. The effect would have been the same .The offer was refused,the car  quickly taken off the market and we came home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next morning R. disappeared into the garage and was busy poring over car books and making lengthy phone calls to garages all over the country .What for ?? To see about obtaining and having an over drive fitted. It's all in hand now so no one will again be able to point a finger and infer that his baby is deficient .At least there is a project in hand and I can reign supreme in my kitchen again, free from the attentions of an interferring busy body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the Craft Front &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier in the year we discovered that Farmer Parr from 'Animal World 'had been throwing away all his sheep fleeces as nobody seemed to want them. Most of them are rare breeds as well. This year one of our guild members got in touch with him , rescued some and brought them to our meeting . I got two white and a black fleece and have spun and knitted Farmer Parr a warm scarf--- just what he needs this weather. He'll have to put it away until Winter for when he has to go out in the cold and feed his llamas,reindeer,pot bellied pigs and ferrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634735306332063458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJRMy1RExrs/TjKZ6DFGRuI/AAAAAAAAByk/uZoN_64yc0A/s400/fleece100_0350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAB15Sgt89g/TjKR3aVGEpI/AAAAAAAAByU/73qmVxX_dWY/s1600/scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634726464940544658" style="WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAB15Sgt89g/TjKR3aVGEpI/AAAAAAAAByU/73qmVxX_dWY/s400/scarf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also spun 16 ounces of Texel fleece ready to dye a mid blue . I'm a bit reluctant to tackle this.If it goes wrong and I don't get the shade I want it's such a waste ! It represents many hours work . Never mind. Why not live dangerously !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hanging baskets have done well this year ,thanks to all the lovely weather !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy weekend to all ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634729079527034690" style="WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEFCIySPOh4/TjKUPmbFz0I/AAAAAAAAByc/oNfs4EwciCc/s400/%2521cid_54B24666-693E-4F67-8C1B-07E3943FFAAA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-291819145178044210?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/291819145178044210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=291819145178044210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/291819145178044210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/291819145178044210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-have-been-taken-to-task-for-being.html' title='Up date'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-93NiDfpa5sg/TjKJT9EDCQI/AAAAAAAAByE/EFD5zaVWOuo/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1424496967455404555</id><published>2011-07-01T11:12:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:15:44.384+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Horticulture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVS1y-fIeAc/Tg2mD4wJrhI/AAAAAAAABxk/l4dyy4tAM5E/s1600/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624334095359782418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVS1y-fIeAc/Tg2mD4wJrhI/AAAAAAAABxk/l4dyy4tAM5E/s400/garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our low maintenance garden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a friend who used to say, " I can't wait for Sunday. I'll be able to go into my garden and get digging / hoeing /weeding/pruning/mowing/sowing /transplanting etc." I cannot imagine anything worse.Do I hear accusations of, "What a horticultural Philistine ! " " What could be better than spending a day communing with Nature ?." or " Growing and Nurturing is a wonderful Spiritual Experience "It is perhaps very fulfilling to produce a beautiful bouquet of flowers or a a bumper crop of organic vegetables but Morrisons are quite good at it too without all the hassle and trauma.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's down to my childhood memories when during The War we were exhorted to,"Dig for Victory ". My dad felt patriotic and got carried away with all the propaganda and posters showing strong, healthy outdoor types weighed down with huge baskets of freshly dug potatoes and prize winning cabbages .He was so impressed he dug up the front garden and sowed and planted enough vegetables to feed all the road.Alas something went wrong . The potatoes were all riddled with wire worm and there weren't even enough for one boiling, The cauliflowers were heartless and the onions shrivelled and died . The radishes did well but there is a limit to their use and the number you can eat . Dad gave up and went back to following the football results.&lt;br /&gt;We ( or rather R. ) keeps our garden neat, tidy and low maintenance but that's a chore all the same. I do like dabbling in containers and hanging baskets. They're quite genteel and not too taxing and fulfill my interpretation of 'gardening '.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Results vary from year to year but this time they are rather pleasing-cannot say it's because of my green fingers and application- its the sunny weather we have been enjoying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624334452746922578" style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KpiHCccBpe4/Tg2mYsH4qlI/AAAAAAAABxs/CC7oWKihlZ8/s400/basket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you are a horticulturist a happy digging weekend !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1424496967455404555?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1424496967455404555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1424496967455404555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1424496967455404555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1424496967455404555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/07/horticulture.html' title='Horticulture'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVS1y-fIeAc/Tg2mD4wJrhI/AAAAAAAABxk/l4dyy4tAM5E/s72-c/garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1149217217214148799</id><published>2011-06-26T19:23:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:31:06.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>R. and the M.G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6CcO50CEYY/Tgd5YLF8weI/AAAAAAAABxE/ecmqwhALTj0/s1600/100_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622596115996918242" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6CcO50CEYY/Tgd5YLF8weI/AAAAAAAABxE/ecmqwhALTj0/s400/100_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The M.G. has caused R, (and me ) a lot of angst lately.Has the time come for him to part with his baby ? Should he keep it ? It's had all the refinements,additions ,modifications and refurbishments possible as well as extensive pampering ,burnishing and polishing Yes.No.Yes. No.Yes...The problem is that there's nothing more to do but stand back, appreciate, admire and enjoy( and what's wrong with that you may ask ? )&lt;br /&gt;However, last night was decision time as it was a Car Rally Sunday today and a good time to make a move so he asked me to print a FOR SALE notice to display on the windscreen. His idea is to sell the baby and get another Classic Car and start all over again .In one way it's a good plan .A project keeps him busy in the garage and stops him from getting underfoot in the house. He's such an interfering busy body when he's nothing to do and keeps putting things away just as I'm about to use them,or tidying things up so that I never find them again. I've suggested indoor hobbies like stamp collecting, genealogy even jig saws but as they don't involve wheels,spanners,sockets and things of that ilk or getting covered in oil or grease he's not interested&lt;br /&gt;I have offered to give cookery lessons but he's already reached the height of his culinary ambition - toast and porridge- with beans on toast as his 'piece de resistence' . I've also offered to show him how to use the Hoover. That fell like a lead balloon and when I turned round he'd disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind really because he excels at dish washing as long as I keep a good stock of his favourite brand of washing up liquid and plenty of Brillo Pads- although he tends to be extravagant with them and use a full Brillo for one pan and considers me parsimonious when I suggest he cuts them in two ....or even four !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a pleasant journey to the Car Rally at Hoghton Towers and parked up It was very busy-an ideal day for selling the car. Did that FOR SALE notice go up ? What do you think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ-ml4BzsQo/TgeDnjAShkI/AAAAAAAABxc/X8uhKiliPYc/s1600/100_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622607375229945410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ-ml4BzsQo/TgeDnjAShkI/AAAAAAAABxc/X8uhKiliPYc/s400/100_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Happy Week to everyone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1149217217214148799?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1149217217214148799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1149217217214148799' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1149217217214148799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1149217217214148799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/r-and-mg.html' title='R. and the M.G.'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f6CcO50CEYY/Tgd5YLF8weI/AAAAAAAABxE/ecmqwhALTj0/s72-c/100_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1186106770803237125</id><published>2011-06-19T13:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:01:12.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-nluRSDLeI/Tf3tnwnG4II/AAAAAAAABwk/39XZb07Htbs/s1600/party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619909177347858562" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-nluRSDLeI/Tf3tnwnG4II/AAAAAAAABwk/39XZb07Htbs/s400/party1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's over and it's been Ab Fab !!!! A wonderful fortnight. Worth waiting 80 years for . Lots of little celebrations and loads of good wishes and bonhomie culminating in the big 'do' last Saturday. All went swimmingly.It was lovely to have all my nearest and dearest together. They were all people who have enriched my life in some way or other . The reception was successful, the buffet excellent, socialising great and disco good fun ! An atmosphere of love and friendship pervaded . What better ! Have booked again for my 90 th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZKs0yUq27o/Tf3vyN45icI/AAAAAAAABw8/-aNPBdeepjE/s1600/party%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619911556029057474" style="WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZKs0yUq27o/Tf3vyN45icI/AAAAAAAABw8/-aNPBdeepjE/s400/party%2B4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxHXXGxJ1zo/Tf3uA6lg5NI/AAAAAAAABw0/5pxkiehprpw/s1600/party%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619909609522259154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YxHXXGxJ1zo/Tf3uA6lg5NI/AAAAAAAABw0/5pxkiehprpw/s400/party%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Came down to earth yesterday. We went to a car rally in Blackpool. I went walk about and came across a Foot Spa. It consisted of four tanks of piranha fish and you immersed your feet for 15 minutes in a tank and the fish got to work to clean them up (ugh ! ) A man with his feet in a tank and  the fish  hard at it said that it just tickled . (ugh.ugh ) Couldn't help wondering what would happen if you fell asleep during the treatment or if business had been slack and the fish were  a bit hungry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever next !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1186106770803237125?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1186106770803237125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1186106770803237125' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1186106770803237125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1186106770803237125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-nluRSDLeI/Tf3tnwnG4II/AAAAAAAABwk/39XZb07Htbs/s72-c/party1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6003171224027063050</id><published>2011-06-06T16:22:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T17:11:52.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An Octogenarian !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FEgNfyNDQXM/Tez29zM1haI/AAAAAAAABwU/Hw9m6Vh2QY8/s1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615134377000666530" style="WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FEgNfyNDQXM/Tez29zM1haI/AAAAAAAABwU/Hw9m6Vh2QY8/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I cannot believe it ! The Septuagenarian days are over The actual day has been and gone .It passed quietly although there were some surprises . Having had the mammoth task of disposing of my Mum's 98 years hoard of keepsakes and memorabilia I am now off loading mine on to any takers. With this in mind I had requested, 'No presents please,just the pleasure of your company.' I was also going to say, 'Family Flowers only please ' but this sounded a bit final. I was pleased that most people respected the wish although some didn't and I did receive some beautiful floral arrangements .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcoNUmGRmJU/Tez3IKMoLWI/AAAAAAAABwc/FlOen8JHRjg/s1600/%2521cid_64A142ED-DA0D-4D93-A211-84C7B2833C1B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615134554972499298" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcoNUmGRmJU/Tez3IKMoLWI/AAAAAAAABwc/FlOen8JHRjg/s400/%2521cid_64A142ED-DA0D-4D93-A211-84C7B2833C1B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One friend has given me a voucher for a Carvery Lunch for two at the Hilton Hotel for any Sunday . R. and I can both enjoy this unless I go on my own twice .Something to look forward to later on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R. said that he had some surprises for the day but wouldn't be drawn. I asked, " Is it a Marching Band ?" "No." "Is it an aeroplane towing a banner ? " "No. "" Is it a square toilet (a secret wish -having experienced such a one have hankered for similar ever since )" "No" .It turned out to be streamer saying, " Happy 80th Birthday " to put in the window Rather useful because when neighbours asked, "Whose birthday is it ?" "I could lie and say, "His " (because he is not as old as me !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am now looking forward to the big 'Do' on Saturday with a family gathering ,a Buffet Meal,some socialising and a chance to shake a leg or even wave an arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6003171224027063050?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6003171224027063050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6003171224027063050' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6003171224027063050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6003171224027063050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/octagenarian.html' title='An Octogenarian !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FEgNfyNDQXM/Tez29zM1haI/AAAAAAAABwU/Hw9m6Vh2QY8/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6008302431921300426</id><published>2011-06-01T18:43:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:17:06.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Zone !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was one of those 'in the zone days', rather strange, few and far between making them all the more special !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to confirm party details and met a very pleasant events lady who was happy to go along with every wish and whim.Everything was arranged efficiently and smoothly- we even got complimentary coffee and biscuits. We called at a pub for lunch and another bit of serendipity- it was two for one and we hadn't realised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way home I suggested that we call at Poulton for some food shopping. As we strolled along to the Supermarket I noticed a dress shop and although I had settled happily for the black and silver number I thought I'd just have a look. And there they were-rails of maxi dresses !! I chose three and headed for the changing room. There was even a seat nearby for bored and restless partners ! I found the dress of my dreams- it fitted well , didn't look too young for me and felt comfortable and guess what ? 25 % off for two days only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I needed a Shrug to complete the outfit. I came home and searched the net but couldn't find what I wanted. Then I had a brainwave-knit one -I've plenty of wool . Back to the Net to look for a pattern. I found one almost immediately . Out with the needles ,cast on and away we go ! Just have to knit like mad to have it ready&lt;br /&gt;A day to remember ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc2EQ9rItro/TeZ_4aosU9I/AAAAAAAABwI/DfxobqygYhU/s1600/dress%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613314592763302866" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc2EQ9rItro/TeZ_4aosU9I/AAAAAAAABwI/DfxobqygYhU/s400/dress%2B004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Weekend to All !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6008302431921300426?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6008302431921300426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6008302431921300426' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6008302431921300426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6008302431921300426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/06/in-zone.html' title='In the Zone !!'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yc2EQ9rItro/TeZ_4aosU9I/AAAAAAAABwI/DfxobqygYhU/s72-c/dress%2B004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4035109785137846808</id><published>2011-05-19T14:43:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:06:40.741+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Hunting</title><content type='html'>It was lovely weather yesterday- just right for party dress hunting. I set out with my heart on a floaty,colourful maxi dress ( it's better to keep my legs out of sight now ) and fancied my chances as belle of the ball in something like this (with the addition of a little shrug or bolero to conceal the bingo wings. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I86YDz0BCE8/TdUvnvj_iPI/AAAAAAAABvw/b5Fc0bqR1rc/s1600/dress%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608441270788655346" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I86YDz0BCE8/TdUvnvj_iPI/AAAAAAAABvw/b5Fc0bqR1rc/s400/dress%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the very first dress I saw and thought that I had cracked it. Alas it was too small and a larger size wasn't available . I traipsed round all the dress shops of which there are many and tried on many dresses. All looked beautiful on their hangers but not one felt or looked right on me. I'm sure the dress manufacturers are feeling the pinch and skimping on material and what about the flattering, slimming mirrors that some stores are supposed to have fitted ? The ones I looked in were the reverse. Sadly,I had to abandon the floaty maxi dream.&lt;br /&gt;Next I saw a tunic I liked but it was in black and silver, hardly the choice for a summer party although I do have some trousers that would go nicely with it. I tried it on and it felt wonderful- it disguised all the lumps and bumps and was really comfortable. Reluctantly I returned it to the rail as unsuitable and went on another traipse round the same shops this time looking for a floaty summery tunic.I couldn't find anything and finally gave up the search. I went back and bought the comfortable black and silver number- after all it will come in useful later as we are always going to funerals-and I could liven it up for the party with a rose in my hair, behind my ear or clenched in my teeth. On the other hand I could search again next week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjcPDf6KABU/TdUyZk59nQI/AAAAAAAABv4/MfrL9j4IBH4/s1600/tttunic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608444325944728834" style="WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pjcPDf6KABU/TdUyZk59nQI/AAAAAAAABv4/MfrL9j4IBH4/s400/tttunic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4035109785137846808?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4035109785137846808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4035109785137846808' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4035109785137846808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4035109785137846808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/05/dress-hunting.html' title='Dress Hunting'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I86YDz0BCE8/TdUvnvj_iPI/AAAAAAAABvw/b5Fc0bqR1rc/s72-c/dress%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6915371728052915653</id><published>2011-05-10T10:14:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:55:05.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Up date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC000ReF56g/TckIc11yNXI/AAAAAAAABvQ/prCRFHLY_n4/s1600/jumFile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605020502821320050" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC000ReF56g/TckIc11yNXI/AAAAAAAABvQ/prCRFHLY_n4/s400/jumFile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Susan for achieving your lifetime ambition of running the London Marathon .Well done !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been a very neglectful Blogger of late ! Sorry to say that I can't report that I've had The Grand Tour and wax lyrical about all the wondrous places I have visited and how much amazing culture I have absorbed. Neither can I recount any thrilling adventures on my back packing Gap Year. Unfortunately I was too late for the first and too early for the second . It was a case of school, college and work in quick succession !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've just been lazy !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life runs smoothly if a little mundane but I should appreciate good health and mobility. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have consulted the calendar for the highlights- a few lunch dates and the glazier called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;R. has had eye operations for cataract removal. Both were successful and the results spectacular.The morning after the first op I asked him about his sight and he looked through the window and said, "See that bird on the rooftop across the road---well it's winking at me "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Birthday plans are well ahead. I envisaged a quiet ,sedate family get together but my daughter has told me that I cannot have a party without music so there could be a mini disco but I have drawn the line at a Karaoke .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Car Rally Season is in full swing. We have had some good venues and lovely weather too. On Sunday R. was delighted to receive his first First Prize with a trophy and rosette for best car in the 1960-70 class. Was happy for him as he spends a long time cherishing and pampering his baby (ie the car )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6915371728052915653?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6915371728052915653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6915371728052915653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6915371728052915653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6915371728052915653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/05/congratulations-susan-for-achieving.html' title='Up date'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qC000ReF56g/TckIc11yNXI/AAAAAAAABvQ/prCRFHLY_n4/s72-c/jumFile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8778385945463384946</id><published>2011-03-13T16:00:00.013Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:46:21.869Z</updated><title type='text'>A Social Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ljvA6e0RN0/TX-FYzs4wtI/AAAAAAAABvA/72YFofr7ItQ/s1600/2FLCAUYTBJ3CAOP05OLCA63JAHBCALCXJJCCA21H6RWCA3LS7G1CANU5HM0CAIL9Q6LCA7QRZECCAYI344DCAC71MMPCAEPPFDVCAbutterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584328724204536530" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ljvA6e0RN0/TX-FYzs4wtI/AAAAAAAABvA/72YFofr7ItQ/s400/2FLCAUYTBJ3CAOP05OLCA63JAHBCALCXJJCCA21H6RWCA3LS7G1CANU5HM0CAIL9Q6LCA7QRZECCAYI344DCAC71MMPCAEPPFDVCAbutterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been a bit of a social butterfly (or rather caterpillar ) lately.Looking back over my calendar(because I can't remember what I did ) I see that I have had 4 lunch dates,3 afternoon teas, a visit from the Rat Man ,a trip to the Audiologist and a B. P. check as well as all the other ongoing activities .&lt;br /&gt;Each Saturday we have sampled local hostelries searching for a venue for The Big One. Last week we finally found somewhere.It is at a Golf Club and there is a private room for the Reception and Buffet and a lounge for coffee and chat afterwards We had lunch there and it was fine and I booked it right away so now it's all systems go !.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday R. had an operation for cataract removal and all went well. He wont be able to drive for a bit but we're well stocked with provisions, library books, wine and medications . Enough for a lengthy siege. Although judging by his improved vision today it won't be long before he can drive again . At the moment I'm on Nursing Duty, brow mopping, eye drop dispensing as well as providing tea and sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;One of our Guild members started off some Friendship Scarves. We had to cast on and knit about 6 inches then pass on to a friend to add another 6 inches and then pass on to another friend and so on . Mine is finished.It is lovely to look at each section and appreciate the skill and effort of each contributor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymK9eR3wBxo/TX-E1ZMtRWI/AAAAAAAABu4/bifcxdrZ9mo/s1600/alpaca%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584328115794822498" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymK9eR3wBxo/TX-E1ZMtRWI/AAAAAAAABu4/bifcxdrZ9mo/s400/alpaca%2B008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8778385945463384946?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8778385945463384946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8778385945463384946' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8778385945463384946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8778385945463384946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/03/social-butterfly.html' title='A Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ljvA6e0RN0/TX-FYzs4wtI/AAAAAAAABvA/72YFofr7ItQ/s72-c/2FLCAUYTBJ3CAOP05OLCA63JAHBCALCXJJCCA21H6RWCA3LS7G1CANU5HM0CAIL9Q6LCA7QRZECCAYI344DCAC71MMPCAEPPFDVCAbutterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6652837987137748455</id><published>2011-02-19T15:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-20T11:00:37.421Z</updated><title type='text'>The Big One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sec9qVIlv0/TV_nmEhRsdI/AAAAAAAABuo/qhFLlL61RI0/s1600/NFGCAS13ZFYCA4GJHWMCAZ7O2O6CA1VLBTCCANQCDQSCA1XM59OCATTQ6INCA8JDPSGCAGFCXD0CAL80GL3CAK4KL70CA2PQAGECAP1BMXSCA3J84NGCAV0Z1UYCAN77340CA7Y7PDYCAJ4YZW9CAB761CL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575429504942322130" style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sec9qVIlv0/TV_nmEhRsdI/AAAAAAAABuo/qhFLlL61RI0/s400/NFGCAS13ZFYCA4GJHWMCAZ7O2O6CA1VLBTCCANQCDQSCA1XM59OCATTQ6INCA8JDPSGCAGFCXD0CAL80GL3CAK4KL70CA2PQAGECAP1BMXSCA3J84NGCAV0Z1UYCAN77340CA7Y7PDYCAJ4YZW9CAB761CL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies .Have been a neglectful Blogger of late ! So much living to do !&lt;br /&gt;This summer sees a Big Birthday and am busy planning the celebrations .My friends are all popping off one by one so I would like a party whilst there are still some  ( and me ) left I know what I would like to do and that is hold a reception, then an early evening meal followed by coffee and chat. Think that is about all  most of us are up to . I did consider a disco but thought it might be a bit risky or it could end up as an ego trip.(An interesting observation here. My disco mates of yore would  still be up for it but the non disco mates are the ones with sticks and zimmers !)&lt;br /&gt;There are several country houses turned into restaurants round us and we have visited a different one each Saturday for the last few weeks. All disappointing - mostly rather faded and going to seed like many  of us party goers. Although the food was good if mainly traditional.  An Italian Restaurant is also under consideration at the moment.It's up beat and refreshing and would give us all a lift. The attentive Italian waiters would be greatly appreciated- they are  welcoming and helpful and don't seem to give a figaro for the odd wrinkle or two. They serve Italian and English food and cater well for vegetarians. I've always found them very accommodating and they are happy for you to have exactly what you want -be it just a starter, a starter as a main and a sweet, two  starters and a sweet-whatever you fancy. Everyone could have a customised meal. The drawback ? No significant lounge for the chat bit although there  are some lovely grounds- great if it's a warm summer evening.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue to search but will have to come to a decision before too long !!&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week to All !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6652837987137748455?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6652837987137748455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6652837987137748455' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6652837987137748455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6652837987137748455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-one.html' title='The Big One'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--sec9qVIlv0/TV_nmEhRsdI/AAAAAAAABuo/qhFLlL61RI0/s72-c/NFGCAS13ZFYCA4GJHWMCAZ7O2O6CA1VLBTCCANQCDQSCA1XM59OCATTQ6INCA8JDPSGCAGFCXD0CAL80GL3CAK4KL70CA2PQAGECAP1BMXSCA3J84NGCAV0Z1UYCAN77340CA7Y7PDYCAJ4YZW9CAB761CL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-227389685536220614</id><published>2011-01-30T15:54:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:28:25.055Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is finally over !</title><content type='html'>Have just about polished off all the Christmas goodies. Cake, Mince Pies,Chocolate Biscuits and Shortbread all gone. Just two boxes of chocs to spin out until Easter.&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to reality and baking. Have invited some friends over tomorrow for either a vegetarian Lunch or Afternoon Tea. Won't know which until this evening so have covered both contingencies. Have made some Butternut Squash Soup for if it's lunch .Hope it's O.K. Am not very familiar with these gourdi type things being put off after an unsuccessful attempt in the past. One Hallow e'en we made a Pumpkin Lantern and I thought , "I can't bin all these middle bits.They look quite delicious I'll try to make a Pumpkin Pie. "I searched and found a recipe and followed it to the letter. It looked fine but alas it got a poor reception from, " What's this funny stuff in the pie ?" to " Um --it's quite nice." " Would you like another piece ?" " Er-- no thank you ,I'm a bit full."I don't know what I did wrong. Perhaps it's an acquired taste like grapefruit.I remember once being out shopping with my Mum during the War.We saw a queue and as one did in those days joined it . We didn't know what it was for though it was usually something good and in short supply.The reward this time was one grapefruit per family. My Mum was ecstatic" Grapefruit how wonderful ,haven't had one of those for years " I had never even seen one. It sounded nice perhaps a bit like grapes . Mum gleefully look it home and prepared it for tea. When I got my share I thought that it was one of the most horrible things I had ever tasted -even worse than doctor's medicine .Years later I acquired a taste for grapefruit and quite like it now.&lt;br /&gt;If it turns out to be a lunch date tomorrow salads will follow the soup with apricots and ice cream for dessert. I've made Lemon Drizzle Cakes, Date and Walnut Loaves and Chocolate Bars for if it's afternoon tea - and brown bread in case I feel I must go the whole hog and serve water thin Cucumber sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TUWTozD5urI/AAAAAAAABuM/xJKPGQOdtwU/s1600/100_0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568018843424111282" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TUWTozD5urI/AAAAAAAABuM/xJKPGQOdtwU/s400/100_0098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy but enjoyable day&lt;br /&gt;Happy Week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-227389685536220614?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/227389685536220614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=227389685536220614' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/227389685536220614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/227389685536220614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-is-finally-over.html' title='Christmas is finally over !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TUWTozD5urI/AAAAAAAABuM/xJKPGQOdtwU/s72-c/100_0098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2653234313887839692</id><published>2011-01-23T10:21:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:10:53.272Z</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Ending !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TTwBQ7xjzAI/AAAAAAAABt8/0Bthk1xPTSk/s1600/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565324629958183938" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TTwBQ7xjzAI/AAAAAAAABt8/0Bthk1xPTSk/s400/orange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Those sixteen jars of disaster sat there on the worktop looking at me in a most accusing manner as if to say , "All self respecting jars of marmalade are nicely set and spreadable. Just look what you have done to us. " I suppose I could have used them up in cakes -they would have made about sixty four family sized ones but I thought, "Here goes. I'll ignore all the advice that all is lost and try a re boil .That must be where I went wrong. " In the past I always used a jam thermometer until one day when I removed it from the boiling pan the bulb of mercury had disappeared so rather than risk killing my loved ones by poisoning or ingesting shards of glass I threw the whole lot away .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I did some research ( marmalade making can be  a serious business ) and read that the preserve should boil so fiercely that it spits at you.I returned all the disasters to the pan and let them spit their heart out all over the newly cleaned kitchen . It worked ! The whole lot set beautifully ! I cleaned up once more . There was a rather awkward moment when someone asked , "Is that a burn on the worktop ? ?" "No, it's a battle scar and as such is honorable "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;However the success went to my head and the next day I went back to the greengrocers for more oranges. On the way home I called in the Supermarket for more sugar and...they were selling Seville Oranges half price . Could I resist such an offer ?? Definitely not ! I raked out the jam pan once more and got to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I took a jar to a friend this morning and she said excitedly" There's a shop near me selling Seville oranges. Shall I get you some ??"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"No,no please no.... thank you !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A Happy Week to All !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2653234313887839692?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2653234313887839692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2653234313887839692' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2653234313887839692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2653234313887839692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-ending.html' title='A Happy Ending !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TTwBQ7xjzAI/AAAAAAAABt8/0Bthk1xPTSk/s72-c/orange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5449738947973476085</id><published>2011-01-13T15:21:00.009Z</published><updated>2011-01-13T16:30:01.704Z</updated><title type='text'>The Annual Marmalade Marathon !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8gF5ctfHI/AAAAAAAABts/rq7Li9Pt1N4/s1600/alpaca%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;R. likes toast and marmalade served for his 'baggin' al 11 o'clock each morning . That's fine. I happen to like making marmalade and it keeps him quiet.The Seville Orange season is very short so you have to keep an eagle eye on the greengrocer or the oranges will have been and gone for another year. Word got round that They had arrived so R.went post haste and got 10 lbs and mountains of sugar. So to work. I usually make about four different kinds to add variety to the 'baggin 'The first eighteen jars of common or garden everyday marmalade turned out well and are labelled and stored. The kitchen was a sticky mess, however hard I try to be a neat and careful worker I end up with marmalade spattered everywhere. At one point I did take a break and dashed to the Pilates Class,however, the insidious marmalade even caused a problem there. When we were doing back extension exercises we had to lie on our front and lift up our heads -- I had great difficulty as my forehead was stuck to the mat with a smear of marmalade .&lt;br /&gt;Next disaster struck. I used a different recipe, supposedly for , "The nicest homemade marmalade I have ever tasted. " Sounded good, a lot of work as it was a three day event. Followed the instructions to the letter but I just couldn't get a set. I looked for advice on the Net. One lady had the same problem and had tried everything apart from wallpaper paste with no joy. The advice was, "There is no solution. Just use it up in cakes and puddings ". That's all very well but I have sixteen jars of the stuff !. Any ideas ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8geJ1ZLdI/AAAAAAAABt0/7i-zdrDjKsY/s1600/alpaca%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561699767233883602" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8geJ1ZLdI/AAAAAAAABt0/7i-zdrDjKsY/s400/alpaca%2B001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sixteen jars of disaster !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left with three oranges so added lemons and a grapefruit,got a good set and the expert pronounced it the best yet !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8gF5ctfHI/AAAAAAAABts/rq7Li9Pt1N4/s1600/alpaca%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561699350518529138" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8gF5ctfHI/AAAAAAAABts/rq7Li9Pt1N4/s400/alpaca%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bah humbug !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5449738947973476085?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5449738947973476085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5449738947973476085' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5449738947973476085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5449738947973476085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/01/annual-marmalade-marathon.html' title='The Annual Marmalade Marathon !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TS8geJ1ZLdI/AAAAAAAABt0/7i-zdrDjKsY/s72-c/alpaca%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5200455583039470668</id><published>2011-01-03T15:29:00.007Z</published><updated>2011-01-04T16:07:08.585Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year !</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year !&lt;br /&gt;At last the World has re opened All that lounging about and feasting soon begins to pall ! At first it was most enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TSHsDQhT6nI/AAAAAAAABtM/fEbQrBoe8mE/s1600/%2521cid_2390FCA3-2983-4E0E-97E4-F3AF073D81DC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557982955870349938" style="WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TSHsDQhT6nI/AAAAAAAABtM/fEbQrBoe8mE/s400/%2521cid_2390FCA3-2983-4E0E-97E4-F3AF073D81DC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;especially as the Arctic weather wasn't conducive to trips abroad.As a wise friend said,"One fall and it can change your life forever ! " Too true- better not to risk it . The little chick next door to me stepped out of her front door,slipped and broke her leg. Now it is held together with a metal bar and at the moment she has to use a Zimmer Frame. Poor Debbie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Christmas was a mixed bag. I opened The Box--and found a blue snuggly (above) I really, really didn't want an Ann Summers bit of nonsense although someone did try to convince me that the snuggly was from her octogenarian range. We are also well set up with chocs and biscuits until summer . Lovely ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There was sad news on Boxing Day. I heard that a dear friend had died . She will be missed by many. She was a quiet , gentle lady and a very talented craft worker. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We were invited out  twice and had some pleasant family times.I made a disastrous trifle with fresh pineapple.It looked good but when I came to serve it the jelly had unset and turned to liquid I discovered once that Kiwi Fruit stops jelly from setting but didn't suspect that pineapple had the same effect. I Googled it and found out that an enzyme in fresh pineapple stops gelatine from working. Another lesson . Never too old to learn ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now look forward to classes and socialising resuming !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope this year brings happiness and good health to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5200455583039470668?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5200455583039470668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5200455583039470668' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5200455583039470668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5200455583039470668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TSHsDQhT6nI/AAAAAAAABtM/fEbQrBoe8mE/s72-c/%2521cid_2390FCA3-2983-4E0E-97E4-F3AF073D81DC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2607954495390924222</id><published>2010-12-22T14:09:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-12-22T16:53:07.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TRIGso8eLgI/AAAAAAAABsg/Gzxm7cjC0Ho/s1600/Image1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553508654476307970" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TRIGso8eLgI/AAAAAAAABsg/Gzxm7cjC0Ho/s400/Image1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How time flies !! For once I am well ahead !All cards posted,all presents distributed,all visits made, all visitors entertained,all goodies purchased,two Christmas Dinners consumed -in fact all ready! Once again it's just me ,him and the turkey-a pleasing trio.It's a good thing this year as the roads and pavements are so treacherous. Normally we seem to live in a little pocket of good weather with little disruption to life but not this time . My brother and his wife were hoping to spend Christmas with their daughter in France but all they got was a lift to the airport, a day's hanging about, a flight cancellation and a trip back home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An interesting parcel !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TRIZ4PTLBEI/AAAAAAAABso/Q5HwQgzU_bc/s1600/alpaca%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553529744471557186" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TRIZ4PTLBEI/AAAAAAAABso/Q5HwQgzU_bc/s400/alpaca%2B007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's in this large red parcel under the tree???&lt;br /&gt;It's well wrapped,completely sealed and absolutely resistant to peeking and poking.It's extremely light (could it be a little frothy something from Ann Summers???- or is it a box in a box in a box ???) It doesn't rattle,it doesn't smell,it's not squashy and it doesn't make a noise. I wonder what it is ?? Will have to be patient a bit longer until all is revealed..... Wonder what it is ? Don't think it's a docking station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2607954495390924222?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2607954495390924222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2607954495390924222' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2607954495390924222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2607954495390924222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-time-flies-for-once-i-am-well-ahead.html' title='Happy Christmas !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TRIGso8eLgI/AAAAAAAABsg/Gzxm7cjC0Ho/s72-c/Image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3957327145040976780</id><published>2010-12-04T18:17:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-04T19:30:32.826Z</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day of My Life !</title><content type='html'>Today is the anniversary of the best day of my life.! On December 4th, 1963 my son was born. I'd had a little boy the year before and although he was a good weight,cried lustily and was pronounced fit and healthy at birth he died three days later.The baby clothes and toys went into store,the pram was cancelled , I went back to work and we made the best of things. At least we had each other . Not long after I was pregnant again and spent the last three months in and out of the ante natal ward at the local hospital The baby wasn't due until after Christmas but word went round that the ward was being closed for Christmas and as many patients as possible were going home. On the morning of 4th December it was decision time and we all waited expectantly(!) for the visit of the Big Cheese. In hopeful anticipation I'd asked John,my husband, to bring some clothes at visiting time. however ,when the B.C. did his rounds he said, "Mm I think we''ll have that baby."Just after lunch proceedings were started and at 5.15 that same day a lovely baby boy arrived quickly and easily.When John came,case in hand, I was sitting up nursing our son. What a surprise ! The baby was whisked off and kept in the nursery under surveillance for three days and I didn't see him but all was well ! The nurses who looked after him called him Football Head but we liked Andrew better. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came home the first three months were quite scary as the baby seemed to cry night and day and our parenting skills were almost non existant, but after that he settled down and grew into a happy little chap and a delightful toddler. We found that he was getting a lot of attention and pampering, not only from his besotted parents but also from doting grandparents,aunties ,uncles and friends We didn't want to raise a super brat and decided that he needed a bit of competion. Alas two more pregnancies ended in disaster. We then considered adoption. As we had never had a little girl we said that we would like one .Eventually we adopted a beautiful six months old baby girl who brought us much joy and completed our family. The same baby girl got married this autumn and now lives happily with her husband and four sons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The baby boy did well at school and sailed through the teenage years never causing any problems . John and I were very proud to see him graduate from Kings College Cambridge. He now has a wife and two little boys of his own and works for a famous company of chemists in Nottingham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.                                                                 Two ancient photos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TPqT6DfijUI/AAAAAAAABsI/2XQZMlvJpIY/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546908516639477058" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TPqT6DfijUI/AAAAAAAABsI/2XQZMlvJpIY/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TPqUFH_ObuI/AAAAAAAABsQ/imQF5EHXKBY/s1600/%2521cidkings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546908706824679138" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TPqUFH_ObuI/AAAAAAAABsQ/imQF5EHXKBY/s400/%2521cidkings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3957327145040976780?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3957327145040976780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3957327145040976780' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3957327145040976780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3957327145040976780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-day-of-my-life.html' title='The Best Day of My Life !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TPqT6DfijUI/AAAAAAAABsI/2XQZMlvJpIY/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-373406800714539242</id><published>2010-11-21T14:37:00.012Z</published><updated>2010-11-22T11:21:57.540Z</updated><title type='text'>Ruminations</title><content type='html'>Have been a neglectful Blogger because have been venturing into the realms of Advanced Technology-and been transferring audio tapes to CDs. My computer never ceases to amaze me and I look at it in awe and wonder because I remember the days of my youth . We didn't actually write with quills or even use a slate but everything had to be handwritten laboriously with dip in pen or, if fortunate, a fountain pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that more scientific advances have been made in my lifetime that at any other time in history- some wonderful ,some of them at a price, and unfortunately not all of them good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the domestic front life is much easier today.Just before I was born my parents had moved into a 'state of the art" or as they would have said 'very modern' house- I mean it had a bathroom with running hot water and an indoor toilet. What luxury !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was the latest cooking range installed , a massive affair, with an oven,hot water tank,bars,trivets and dampers.Lovely to come home to in the winter but a devil to light,stoke up.clean out and blacklead with Zebo. My mum didn't use the oven though, she rented an electric one from the Electricity Board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TOpR0d7b1FI/AAAAAAAABsA/0tO9gIoOK-M/s1600/BK0508_09-90b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542332253261780050" style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TOpR0d7b1FI/AAAAAAAABsA/0tO9gIoOK-M/s400/BK0508_09-90b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our stove looked like this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a large built in copper in the kitchen with a fire place to heat water to boil the clothes . My mum also scorned that and on Monday morning out came the Dolly Tub,posser,mangle Rinso,Green Windsor Soap,Dolly Blue and starch and she'd be scrubbing away until dinner time .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The new house had no wall sockets because there was nothing to plug into them ! The kettle was boiled on the fire and bread was toasted there . There were no domestic fridges,toasters,washers,driers,microwaves,mincers,choppers or mixers. If you had a radio it worked off a wet Leclanche battery cell you had to take to the bike shop to get recharged. How did we live ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had no car or phone.We didn't feel deprived. That was the norm. There were plenty of good,hot dinners-stew and dumplings,Shepherd's Pie, Crisp Battered fish ( my mouth waters at the thought of it ! ) We lived at the seaside and sometimes my dad worked on the dock and was given newly landed haddock.My mum was a superb batterer.( in more ways than one ) Public Transport was excellent and there were plenty of phone boxes usually complete with directory For entertainment there was always 'The Pictures "- talkies too at that Everyone seemed happy , expectation was low and people seemed more contented . The more possessions you have the more you seem to need and the more problems they bring. Although I wouldn't like to be without my computer or the Kenwood.or the DVD or the Digi Camera or the MP3 or Central Heating so I'll put my violin away and wish everyone a happy week !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-373406800714539242?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/373406800714539242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=373406800714539242' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/373406800714539242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/373406800714539242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/11/have-been-neglectful-blogger-because.html' title='Ruminations'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TOpR0d7b1FI/AAAAAAAABsA/0tO9gIoOK-M/s72-c/BK0508_09-90b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7932335479175358926</id><published>2010-11-07T11:09:00.010Z</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:48:19.118Z</updated><title type='text'>Food, Glorious Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TNa4PInks4I/AAAAAAAABrw/CsFHULjkehg/s1600/bread.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Food--food, food for thought. My son always says that I equate food with love . I read this week that food is the currency of aid and also that food is only the cause of the diminution of hunger. Supposedly there is enough food in the world for everyone -it's just a case of distribution. Whatever-- it is one of life's pleasures and I seem to spend a lot of time food shopping, cooking and eating and am just thankful to be able to do&lt;/span&gt; so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday our friend Dorothy took us out for lunch. Her husband died earlier this year and now that all her affairs are sorted out this was a celebration of his life. We had a simply fabulous meal and toasted Stan. What a lovely idea ! She took us to the "Italian Orchard "and it really lived up to its title. It is situated in an apple orchard and all the staff are Italian ! The restaurant is beautifully set out and the atmosphere pleasant and relaxing. The food was superb and attractively presented.Dorothy had a chicken dish, R. had pheasant and I ( believing that when in Rome .....) had Fettuccine. For sweet Dorothy and R. had Tiramisu and I forgot about being in Rome and had bread and butter pudding. It was a happy occasion.Stan would have been pleased .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week my late husband's best man and wife are coming for lunch so am busy planning the meal . They are a great couple and I will always remember their kindness and understanding when they were the first to accept and welcome R. as my new partner when John died all those years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proposed Menu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Homemade Hummus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caramellised Onion Tart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stuffed Mushrooms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine's sweet potato fries &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minstrel Delight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheese and Biscuits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coffee (and the obligatory mints )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Minstrel Delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You make a puree of apples,cream,sugar and gelatine and put in a mould. Push a basin full of ice cubes in the middle and leave to set. Remove bowl and fill the hollow with puree of blackberries or any soft fruit ,cream and gelatine. Leave to set. Turn out and decorate with berries Tte only snag is I've 'decluttered' my large fancy mould so will have to improvise and use basins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is a crisp Autumn day today and R is out cycling so I have been baking and made Yorkshire Teacakes and English Muffins ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TNa4FOhZh2I/AAAAAAAABro/hOZzvPrQKkA/s1600/buns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536815191835641698" style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TNa4FOhZh2I/AAAAAAAABro/hOZzvPrQKkA/s400/buns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week to All !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7932335479175358926?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7932335479175358926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7932335479175358926' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7932335479175358926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7932335479175358926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/11/food-glorious-food.html' title='Food, Glorious Food'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TNa4FOhZh2I/AAAAAAAABro/hOZzvPrQKkA/s72-c/buns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2052992572275252075</id><published>2010-10-29T15:38:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:41:26.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempus fugit</title><content type='html'>......and the older you get the more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fugiting&lt;/span&gt; it does. A big birthday looms up next year. 70 wasn't too bad, "It's only a number and it's today's 50. " ! Next 80 ? " It's only a number " -but it's rather a big one ! Where has it all gone ? It seems only a year or two ago since my son made me a card that said , "Happy Birthday, Mum, 40 today " and I made him rub out the 40 because it made me feel old .( Well I'd already been told that  I was the oldest Mummy in the class so there was no need to rub it in )&lt;br /&gt;This fleeting of time does make you realise that you have to pack it all in while the goings good  ! I have been continuing with a brief life story in case one of my children or grandchildren show &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interest in&lt;/span&gt; their roots one day. Progress has been slow because every time I read it I find a mistake or need to add a bit. I'm currently on Page 7 ,mark about 10. It seems a bit factual so I might add a few character sketches to liven it up .It could turn up on an Antiques Roadshow a few hundred years hence and people might say, "Did they really use aeroplanes to drop bombs on each other ?" and " Were children actually educated en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;masse&lt;/span&gt; in schools  in those days ? " or  'I wonder what was a top and whip was used for ? "or "Did mothers really stay at home to look after their children ? " How quaint !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-cluttering. My Mum lived in the same house for sixty years and she was a great hoarder. When she went into a Rest Home my brother and I had the mammoth task of sorting everything out- although it had its lighter moments. Wherever we looked we unearthed rolls of notes. She had money stashed under the mattress, in the bedding box, in tins and drawers . Our squirrel had nothing on Mum . My brother was disappointed to find that his lead soldiers had gone and my School Reports had also disappeared though that's perhaps as well. I want to spare my children all this hassle although I think my executor will just send for a skip. and off it will go with my spinning wheel balanced on the top .If genes are anything to go by there's still time to write a full length novel or two . My Mum lived to be almost 99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the alpaca scarf and it's on its way to Dolly's owner. I liked it so much I am making another one to put with all the others !.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Winter Collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TMrnSDrp_2I/AAAAAAAABrI/ki5kUxQw7bQ/s1600/scarf+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533489389590151010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TMrnSDrp_2I/AAAAAAAABrI/ki5kUxQw7bQ/s400/scarf+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are made from commercial yarn but most are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;handspun&lt;/span&gt; from various fibres, There's wool (Shetland,Jacob, Blue Faced Leicester,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Zwartbles&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Texel&lt;/span&gt; ) silk and mohair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite scarf . It is woven with Sari silk by my friend Eva&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;colours&lt;/span&gt; are gorgeous  and it goes with everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TMrn4Y9ImpI/AAAAAAAABrQ/t0_J3_HP06E/s1600/scarf+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533490048135633554" style="WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TMrn4Y9ImpI/AAAAAAAABrQ/t0_J3_HP06E/s400/scarf+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy weekend to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2052992572275252075?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2052992572275252075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2052992572275252075' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2052992572275252075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2052992572275252075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/10/tempus-fugit.html' title='Tempus fugit'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TMrnSDrp_2I/AAAAAAAABrI/ki5kUxQw7bQ/s72-c/scarf+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6506045923973700170</id><published>2010-10-28T09:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T09:08:36.032+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this space</title><content type='html'>Watch this space !   There could be an entry tomorrow. Am working up to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6506045923973700170?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6506045923973700170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6506045923973700170' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6506045923973700170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6506045923973700170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/10/watch-this-space.html' title='Watch this space'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6281550428200685483</id><published>2010-10-10T13:47:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:15:15.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for Winter !!</title><content type='html'>Winter draws on -not really but have put on the 10tog. duvet this morning as it's getting rather chilly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the advantages of retirement is being able to enjoy the winter thankful that for us the days of getting up early, going to work and coming home in the dark and the cold are over. We've been there and done that ( although I didn't get a T shirt ) In fact you could almost hibernate. The super markets will deliver your food, you can order anything from clothing to ebooks on line paying from your on line bank account. You can even communicate with others by electronic mail, skype or join a social network. Needing exercise ?-Get a wii and go skiing or bowling -whatever takes your fancy ! Fortunattly not for me just yet . Once the streets are aired I'm fortunate enough to be able to head off for the Sports Centre or out to meet friends for coffee or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stocked up with handwork ready for the long winter evenings. This is a White Faced Woodland fleece waiting to be converted into a jumper for R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526404393516150434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TLG7hAiwLqI/AAAAAAAABpw/mAHzD6QCyHk/s400/misc+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the Alston Spinning Ladies keeps Alpacas and brought some lovely fleeces to give away. I got Eustace and a bit of Sooty.Then a friend had been to a caravan site in the Lake District and was talking to a farmer who had clipped his  Alpaca flock  and was throwing  away the fleeces ! She rescued one and brought it home and said,"Is this any use to you? ". It certainly was.  It is a beauty  and  so Dolly has joined Eustace and Sooty in the stash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526416110694387154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TLHGLCbvTdI/AAAAAAAABqw/d-a1tyD5Q3s/s400/alpaca+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                 Dolly, Sooty and Eustace&lt;br /&gt;I've made a start on Dolly as she is my favourite ! (Is this carrying sexism a bit too far ? )&lt;br /&gt;I have spun some fleece to knit a scarf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526409683398258674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TLHAU647b_I/AAAAAAAABqY/i_wKQ4tQJ_Q/s400/alpaca+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A happy week to all !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6281550428200685483?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6281550428200685483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6281550428200685483' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6281550428200685483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6281550428200685483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/10/getting-ready-for-winter.html' title='Getting ready for Winter !!'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TLG7hAiwLqI/AAAAAAAABpw/mAHzD6QCyHk/s72-c/misc+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4896710926482418223</id><published>2010-09-26T19:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:55:41.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Success has crowned his efforts !"</title><content type='html'>Today was the last rally of the season and was held at Corporation Park, Blackburn. It was in a pleasant wooded area and it was a warm and sunny autumnal sort of day . But....at last recognition !! R. came second to a Rolls Royce . This was quite an achievement considering that altogether there were over three hundred cars in the competitions ! He was delighted and so was I. All the pampering,nurturing and tender loving care he has lavished (on the car ) was rewarded .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope this success doesn't go to his head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521291823363419858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJ-RqQjYbtI/AAAAAAAABpg/rM9wJHslcFc/s400/misc+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Story of Woody.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago a lady was getting married and wanted Woody, her beloved Boxer dog to be included in the celebrations. She asked Margaret, another dog lover, and a friend of mine if she would make Woody a bow tie to wear and bring him to meet her as she came out of church. Margaret went a bit further than this and made Woody a complete matching wedding outfit. She took him as arranged to greet the Bride who was so touched and overjoyed that she cried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                            Woody's Wedding Photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521295017285916066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJ-UkK12FaI/AAAAAAAABpo/JMPDuyC6_RU/s400/woody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week to All !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4896710926482418223?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4896710926482418223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4896710926482418223' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4896710926482418223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4896710926482418223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/09/success-has-crowned-his-efforts.html' title='&quot;Success has crowned his efforts !&quot;'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJ-RqQjYbtI/AAAAAAAABpg/rM9wJHslcFc/s72-c/misc+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2552810525741592453</id><published>2010-09-15T16:38:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:49:42.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Ball.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJDo-DAnhmI/AAAAAAAABoo/a-7VqRl8umQ/s1600/WeddingRose+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517165696186287714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJDo-DAnhmI/AAAAAAAABoo/a-7VqRl8umQ/s400/WeddingRose+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; l-r me, biological mum, Bride, my son, my brother and his wife. Two grandsons in front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely the last Wedding photo . Have been asked why R. is not in any of them. He was appointed David Bailey for the day, much to his reluctance and took some great shots including one of the pavement and another of a row of feet.To make up for the lack of his appearance here is a photo of him taken at a Car Rally last Sunday doing what he likes best .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517168051373091362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJDrHIw6KiI/AAAAAAAABow/-piKv0YkIQs/s400/Fairhaven+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The rally was at Fairhaven Lake, Lytham. The weather was kind and there was a good turn out of Vintage and Classic vehicles. R.'s M.G.C was greatly admired and praised as usual but any of the the trophies remain elusive . Perhaps next year ! The rallies are enjoyable but having done twelve this summer I will appreciate the return of free Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;The happy couple are honeymooning in Turkey and should be home next week.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting time to batten down the hatches ready for winter and stock up on the craft work. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517197135608524722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJEFkD-_r7I/AAAAAAAABpI/5GB5qSR8YmQ/s400/Fairhaven+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fairhaven Lake.&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2552810525741592453?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2552810525741592453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2552810525741592453' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2552810525741592453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2552810525741592453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/09/l-r-me-biological-mum-bride-my-son-my.html' title='After the Ball.....'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TJDo-DAnhmI/AAAAAAAABoo/a-7VqRl8umQ/s72-c/WeddingRose+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6065043258030798026</id><published>2010-09-05T14:26:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:03:36.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIPdiWLfy-I/AAAAAAAABoE/EZFCvHUdg3A/s1600/WeddingRose+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513493950970711010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIPdiWLfy-I/AAAAAAAABoE/EZFCvHUdg3A/s400/WeddingRose+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bride and Groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in circulation !! It's all over and what a day to remember ! It was wonderful ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was good ,warm and sunny, the Bride looked ravishing, the Groom handsome and the giver away scrubbed up quite nicely too ! Lynn had put a lot of thought and effort into the organisation and I felt very proud of her -she had done everything possible to make the day such a successful and happy occasion for all of us .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The registrar was friendly and pleasant and the ceremony quite emotional. Lynn's biological mother came too and that made the company complete .There was plenty of time before the Reception to meet and mingle. My son and his family were there and it was lovely to see them and have a good chat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Wedding Breakfast Buffet was imaginative and plentiful and quite delicious My brother and his wife were with us so we made up the fogey table .We stayed until the Disco began then slunk away clutching our ears !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe the celebrations went on until the early hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIObQDNiZBI/AAAAAAAABn0/vzg2fXs3PfE/s1600/WeddingRose+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513421068873917458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIObQDNiZBI/AAAAAAAABn0/vzg2fXs3PfE/s400/WeddingRose+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with my daughter and son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIOaq1hpNcI/AAAAAAAABns/R5uTnH5Klu0/s1600/WeddingRose+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513420429544994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIOaq1hpNcI/AAAAAAAABns/R5uTnH5Klu0/s400/WeddingRose+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharing a joke !&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6065043258030798026?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6065043258030798026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6065043258030798026' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6065043258030798026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6065043258030798026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/09/wedding.html' title='The Wedding'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TIPdiWLfy-I/AAAAAAAABoE/EZFCvHUdg3A/s72-c/WeddingRose+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3153174100404992124</id><published>2010-08-22T16:18:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:19:33.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Fever !</title><content type='html'>Two weeks to blast off ! Preparations are well under way. Everything is ordered or booked so hope all goes according to plan !&lt;br /&gt;My outfit is ready, complete with fascinator, and my giving away speech is written. Today I have been making advance preparations for visitors and how different it all is ! A few years ago I would have spent hours planning,shopping,chopping ,grinding , beating, whisking, marinating and so on. I once  actually boned and stuffed a chicken ! My brother always used to say, " When I go to my sisters there are always three sweets" .- and he sampled them all ! Not any more . Now it's Trifle,Trifle or Trifle !&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of good eateries a pleasant drive away, so we take our guests out. It's much more relaxing and enjoyable and there's no washer up asking, "Have you used every pan and basin in the house ? "or "Have you had the sink taken out ? I can't find it ! "Also we get to try lots on new places on our own first to make sure that they're O.K. We take our guests out for lunch (not many of us can cope with hearty evening meals any more ! )and we encourage everyone to eat up so they can only manage a bit of fruit and cake at tea time.&lt;br /&gt;I've stocked up on cake today and made Lemon Drizzle Cakes,Parkin,Coffee Walnut Cake,Date Slices and Shortbread.&lt;br /&gt;We often watch the antique programmes -again that's in keeping. and one day there was a shortbread mould in the auction and it brought a good price.I hadn't seen one like that before,however, there was a charity stall at one of the Car Rallies and lo and behold there was a similar shortbread mould so I bought it and used it today It works well !(although I did get fed up fiddling with bits of dough and used a pastry cutter for the last few biscuits )&lt;br /&gt;The Shortbread Mould ( Made of beech )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508254158723953314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/THE_-S9PMqI/AAAAAAAABnU/sVTETtClGV0/s400/Rose+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready for the onslaught !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508254375521807586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/THFAK6l37OI/AAAAAAAABnc/-4IsCgIuyqU/s400/Rose+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy whatever you are doing this week !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3153174100404992124?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3153174100404992124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3153174100404992124' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3153174100404992124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3153174100404992124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/08/wedding-fever.html' title='Wedding Fever !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/THE_-S9PMqI/AAAAAAAABnU/sVTETtClGV0/s72-c/Rose+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5129205415877137858</id><published>2010-08-09T10:04:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T10:41:52.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another new bag !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TF_GLmP_W0I/AAAAAAAABmk/FmI7EHFkWoM/s1600/Rose+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503335172218510146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 327px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TF_GLmP_W0I/AAAAAAAABmk/FmI7EHFkWoM/s400/Rose+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TF_FKE5ndmI/AAAAAAAABmc/gP3V5C3kHhw/s1600/Rose+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TF_EyLVe65I/AAAAAAAABmU/egeSBo92CJM/s1600/Rose+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;About two years ago having enough jumpers,scarves,hats,socks,gloves and pictures to last us forever I looked around for some handwork as a change from spinning. I came across a tapestry kit on line  and it was in a sale too .I thought of the ladies of yore restfully whiling away the afternoons in their bower with a bit of petit point or even gros point, dreamily thinking all the while about Sir Lancelot or Sir Galahad and I sent for it.It arrived and I made a start. Not having a bower I sat in the porch and settled to work. Sadly it soon palled and I found it rather boring because you were told which colour to put where  and thinking about the exploits of R out on his bike was not quite the same as thoughts of a  knight jousting for my favours.However I plodded on and eventually finished the piece.It was supposed to be a cushion but it wasn't big enough for my head so I bundled it away-another UFO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I came across it and decided to back it, line it and make it into a little bag.It turned out well and will be most useful for when I go to a soiree. It will hold my dance card and also some smelling salts in case I have an attack of the vapours after an energetic gavotte. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An enjoyable week to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5129205415877137858?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5129205415877137858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5129205415877137858' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5129205415877137858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5129205415877137858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-new-bag.html' title='Another new bag !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TF_GLmP_W0I/AAAAAAAABmk/FmI7EHFkWoM/s72-c/Rose+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-364541077136868477</id><published>2010-08-03T20:48:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:10:33.908+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mixed Bag !</title><content type='html'>R.'s back having had a good time and burning up 170 miles in spite of some wet weather .R and his friend booked a twin bedded room and that's what they got- except that they were bunks. The two septuagenarians had to decide who could make it up and down to the top bunk for the two or three nightly calls of nature. R. being the senior codger by a year pulled rank and got the bottom one.Im pleased to report that both survived without mishap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a busy time since R. returned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday I had an appointment to see the Audiologist at the local hospital. I've only ever been there for maternity or to visit and I was in for some surprises ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly the parking arrangements. I think that it is terrible that there is a charge. It should be free. People visiting are often at their lowest, very vulnerable, anxious and worried about themselves or a loved one . The last thing they need are parking problems . It's not even pay as you park. You pay up front,so you have to feed the meters well just to be on the safe side and who knows how long your stay ? Some folk may need to visit several times a day .I know they get revenue from the fees but think they should get it from other sources .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next. The kind WRVS ladies who were always there with a smile,words of comfort, even warnings about not eating or drinking if you were due to have an anaesthetic have gone and also their reasonable prices . They're replaced by a rather up-market coffee shop where cups of coffee costa lot .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I had to find my way to the Clinic. The experience could provide material for a NHS board game - called something like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"FIND YOUR CONSULTANT"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INSTRUCTIONS &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Arrival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Locate a parking space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purchase ticket to GO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Report to Out Patients Reception for first clue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLUE ONE Walk to end of corridor (about ¼ mile ) Turn left Look for YELLOW Reception Area and report there. Get directed to touch screen and sign in ( it took me three attempts to achieve this. The 1 key was very sensitive and it kept saying that I was born in 1111 which is quite untrue ) Back to YELLOW Reception Desk for Clue 2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CLUE TWO. Walk another ¼mile then turn left again, You're in Audiology. report to Desk. Answer the question, "Have you signed in at YELLOW Reception Area ?" If "Yes" sighs of relief all round. If "No" go back to GO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet the Audiologist for test.Respond or not respond to various sounds, tinkling bell,mooing cow, honking horn and so on.Wait for next summons for fitting of hearing aid .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told this to a friend and she said," I went through all that and the darned thing is no use . It whistles and crackles and I never use it "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However I'm going to give it a fair hearing. as I am looking forward to cultivating the art of selective deafness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was our annual Jacob's Join on Monday and we all arrived with our plates of food plus a dinner plate,side plate, bowl and cutlery. There were sandwiches galore, cheese,sausages,salads, cakes, biscuits but alas no one brought any thing to put in our bowls and we all sat looking sadly at the empty vessels.... then a latecomer arrived bearing a dish of trifle- cheers all round !. She was one popular lady ! A great time was had by all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we went to a Car Rally and Fun Day at Heysham. It was a good day. I wandered round the Car Boot and fell in love with this fellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501534987056934930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TFlg7B7pcBI/AAAAAAAABl0/QPDNVDBO9A8/s400/!cid_D02DC49D-A6AD-4BFE-8569-29F1E977F17E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I tried to pretend it was for one of the grandsons but the lady saw through my pretence.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;She took pity on me,probably thinking I was going a bit funny and let me have him for half price.He's happy and settled but not too keen on R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-364541077136868477?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/364541077136868477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=364541077136868477' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/364541077136868477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/364541077136868477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/08/mixed-bag.html' title='A Mixed Bag !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TFlg7B7pcBI/AAAAAAAABl0/QPDNVDBO9A8/s72-c/!cid_D02DC49D-A6AD-4BFE-8569-29F1E977F17E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7685357693924575668</id><published>2010-07-25T18:55:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:02:24.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All is forgiven !</title><content type='html'>He's gone - Youth Hostelling ! Will have to settle for being solo again and I hate it.Apart from being lonely who's going to make the breakfast/supper,wash up,cut the grass, drive the car and deal with the rubbish ? I've  had to find my way to the paper bin already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He left early this morning to meet up with his cycling cronies to sample the delights of Cumbria perhaps thinking, " Whoopee,no breakfast/supper to make, no washing up etc....that will teach her !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the plus side I wont have to suffer hours of boring antiques programmes and boy there's a veritable feast of them at the moment! They're a bit too near home ! Also I wont have to "Escape to the Country " where every evening everyone seems to want a farmhouse kitchen,an Aga Range,a log fire,a vegetable patch, a few hens, a pig and a donkey.Instead I can watch all those terrible quiz programmes, the awful Soaps and nasty talent shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be able to eat when I want as well and I wont have to cook either.A quick call to those Farm people will bring a week's supply of dinners and puddings to just pop in the microwave right to the door . There's also the pizza man on the motorbike - I could give him a try &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On reflection though it's not worth it. I miss you Roj. I need someone to love.Hope you are having a good time but come home soon. I'm even willing to endure all the antiques, listen to all the grumbles about the state of the country, the behaviour of the youth of today, Immigration and the fact that the marmalade is not spread right to the edges of your toast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497914515018131362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TEyEH0kep6I/AAAAAAAABlk/pZ1QJCZIZiE/s400/Rose+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                      A parting gift !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Continued )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As R. was away  Lynn decided that it would be a good chance to go Wedding Outfit Hunting. She and her husband- to- be picked me up and after a big fortifying breakfast at the local hostelry we headed for the shops.I had asked Lynn to come with me as she has put so much effort and money into her fairytale day I wanted her  approval of  something that would fit in with her scheme of things.A tunic and trousers were agreed upon. We ended up at Selfridges sale. I tried on about a dozen tunics,attractive and just right when hanging  on the rail but quite different on the flesh. I'm sure those mirrors are wrong.At one point a leopard print was suggested but I had to give that a definite *No.no" I would have needed acrylic talons to go with it .One tunic appealed to both of us . It was a bit different with a little frill at the bottom. When I tried it on I looked like an overgrown  partying six year old waiting to play "Pass the Parcel ."  That was also discarded  ! I finally got fixed up with a silky number ,some  matching beads and ear rings, a filmy scarf to drape round my aging neck and a rose for my hair . I have trousers and shoes that will do . All set. Just need my speech &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I got up and made a start on R.'s chores. A bowl of apple, muesli and milk for me and a bowl of bread and scraps for the birds.As the birds were all waiting and looking for R. I decided to feed them first and out I went to the bird table and tipped out the dish Then....."That's funny ....why is there milk dripping everywhere off the table ..... ? You know the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Roj. come home  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7685357693924575668?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7685357693924575668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7685357693924575668' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7685357693924575668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7685357693924575668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/07/all-is-forgiven.html' title='All is forgiven !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TEyEH0kep6I/AAAAAAAABlk/pZ1QJCZIZiE/s72-c/Rose+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7920017903247475687</id><published>2010-07-13T19:00:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:30:42.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmer Parr's</title><content type='html'>I have been taken to task about being a poor Blogger and made to feel like a negligent parent-so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rally season is in full swing, and we have had some lovely jaunts this summer .Last week it was to Leighton Hall , home of the Gillow furniture family and it was a pleasant venue in a beautiful setting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493454322787549618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TDyrmduWAbI/AAAAAAAABlc/GPfrGjt2c5Q/s400/BILD1245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;One of the highlights or rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lowlights&lt;/span&gt; of all the meets was at a farm that is quite near to us.At one time the farm boasted a large dairy herd but times changed and in common with all the other local farmers an alternative living had to be sought and James of the farm down the road became, "Farmer Parr "and developed"Animal World " promising a fun -filled day" to all comers.The cows gave way to reindeer,llamas, alpacas,Highland Cattle , wallabies,rare sheep,peacocks,pigs, ferrets and other such creatures.Children can feed and pet some of the them and it is a very popular day out . There are also many other attractions, a country life museum, pottery workshop,indoor and outdoor play areas and cafes.Occasionally there is a car rally and earlier this year, we took our car and settled down to enjoy the fun filled day.I noticed an animal show advertised.Now I once went to one in the Lake District and it was good . Different breeds of well-trained, obedient sheep trotted out on cue and went to their designated place on a little stage and we were told all about them .I wouldn't have been surprised if they had come to the front and bleated, " Four legs are good,two legs are bad " in unison for a party piece but they didn't .&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I left R with the car and went early to the show to get a good seat-- centre front so I wouldn't miss anything.I was looking forward to seeing the rare breeds sheep, there could even be a clipping demonstration or fleeces on offer.The place soon filled up and I was hemmed in.Farmer Parr appeared and he seemed to have metamorphosed overnight from dairy farmer to Children's Entertainer and was very jolly and full of " Hello, Boys and girls . Are you having a good time ? .. Are you?....Farmer Parr can't hear you !"( I wondered if this was a secret ambition he'd nurtured when doing the milking at 5 o'clock in the mornings )The show began with Farmer Parr threatening to make an example of any mum,dad, granny or grandpa who didn't join in with the fun. I was well and truly stuck, Not a sheep insight ! Not even a common or garden one. I had to spend three quarters of an hour mooing,bleating clucking,crowing and flapping my imaginary wings or risk being called to the front to do a solo .&lt;br /&gt;I eventually escaped and slunk away .At least the children seemed to enjoy the show and all credit to Farmer Parr for being so versatile !&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Eccleston&lt;/span&gt; Show . Always a happy and interesting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;. Will be in the Rural crafts tent spinning .&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes to all !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7920017903247475687?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7920017903247475687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7920017903247475687' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7920017903247475687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7920017903247475687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/07/farmer-parrs.html' title='Farmer Parr&apos;s'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TDyrmduWAbI/AAAAAAAABlc/GPfrGjt2c5Q/s72-c/BILD1245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7879908754409261400</id><published>2010-06-30T18:44:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T19:38:20.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This and that</title><content type='html'>Apologies for neglect. Life has been full of excitement like lunch dates with a gang of old women,rallies with a bunch of old cars and a rare visit to the old doctor.Sadly my hearing is becoming impaired ( although sometimes it can be a useful disability-am working on it. ) Only yesterday I thought the Pilates instructor said, "We'll do some fancywork today."and I was getting all excited at the prospect and wondering what form it was going to take . In actual fact she had said ," We'll do some balance work today. "and it was just the old standing on one leg routine. What a disappointment !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't got my Wedding Outfit yet but am hoping to meet my daughter in Preston and find something suitable. I don't want to outshine the Bride and I'd like something a bit informal that I can wear later. She has suggested I go for Boho Chic. Sounds O.K. to me. Should go well with the fascinator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lovely weather continues and it is pleasant to be able to spend time in the garden. I don't do digging,mowing,hoeing weeding or planting-I leave all that to R.who doesn't like it either although he is very handy wih the secateurs and goes completely overboard with the hedge trimmers so much so that when I came in one time and saw the garden I actually cried at the devastation and accused him of out and out vandalism..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488628646872920338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TCuGrKDksRI/AAAAAAAABk0/hYFsOpoC2ns/s400/Rose+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Gardening ( not smoking- pen poised awaiting Blog inspiration)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately the garden is only small and low maintenance . Looking round Lily still flourishes She's very undemanding. An occasional rub and scrub from R.keeps her happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488630363254941922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TCuIPEE76OI/AAAAAAAABk8/0jtE7BBzXV4/s400/Rose+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rose bower is at its best just now !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488631104791999554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TCuI6OhJdEI/AAAAAAAABlE/IgfLXIUuu-U/s400/Rose+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;R. is keen on birds and last year I bought him a special feeder and seeds for goldfinches as my friend had had some visiting her garden. There were no takers for months but this week patience was rewarded and a pair finally arrived to dine .R. was delighted and smiled . I tried to take a photo (of the birds )but they are still very wary and flew away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Weekend is soon upon us again ! A happy time to all !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7879908754409261400?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7879908754409261400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7879908754409261400' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7879908754409261400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7879908754409261400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-and-that.html' title='This and that'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TCuGrKDksRI/AAAAAAAABk0/hYFsOpoC2ns/s72-c/Rose+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7891414510856803807</id><published>2010-06-19T15:51:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:04:12.304+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Off line !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TBzZk3MguxI/AAAAAAAABkM/ZAR2S6D7bag/s1600/SSNCA9I0TFFCA9UAE74CA0M9B4ICAR0C056CAQ9V7NLCAPWE1DICAK002NKCAS4DV1TCAX4C4IDCA07CT4RCAIBFNZWCAJHE15HCADZ8V6PCAIYEGP9CACHDD3NCA67EBACCA0KUI7PCABQ13X7CAJHICLH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484497673545366290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TBzZk3MguxI/AAAAAAAABkM/ZAR2S6D7bag/s400/SSNCA9I0TFFCA9UAE74CA0M9B4ICAR0C056CAQ9V7NLCAPWE1DICAK002NKCAS4DV1TCAX4C4IDCA07CT4RCAIBFNZWCAJHE15HCADZ8V6PCAIYEGP9CACHDD3NCA67EBACCA0KUI7PCABQ13X7CAJHICLH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have just been off line for 24 hours and suffered serious traumatic withdrawal symptoms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent all one morning downloading and installing loads of material to the e-book and the MP3 player. Then everything went wrong and I thought that something  must have died from stress or overwork .Whatever I tried the red Internet light on the router remained constant and stared at me unblinkingly and in a very accusing manner. Eventually, in desperation I phoned the Helpline. My technical adviser happened to be a lady in the Philippines.She was very patient and helpful and over an hour we developed quite a pleasant relationship. She told me to do this and this and not wanting to do anything wrong I followed all her instructions to the letter .She then told me to type in the numbers 192****** I did just that.Nothing happened. Then she said do this, this and that and again type in the numbers192******. Again no joy.  After about an hour of this and this she suggested that I phoned again later (I think it was to give her time to go off duty and make a quick getaway--after all it was 2:30 a.m. Filipino time )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did phone back and this time I got Simon in Ireland. He told me to type in 192****** and I thought "Oh.no, not again." Then he said some magic words, "PRESS ENTER " and lo and behold a pop up appeared showing half my email address missing.I completed the missing bit, the green light flashed on and it was all systems go ! I told Simon that he is a star begorrah and rejoiced in the restoration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why Mrs.Philippines didn't tell me the magic words? Perhaps she thought I knew them ! She probably didn't realize that until I was 70 I thought that a bite was what a dog gave you when you annoyed it (a big dog gave you a mega bite ) and a font was for baptising the baby and webs and nets were for spiders and fish and blackberries went in a pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must say the response from the Helpline was almost immediate in both cases.Well done Talktalk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind ! All adds to life's rich tapestry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from this excitement there have been two funerals of ex colleagues, one 18 th Birthday celebration and one BBQ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Alston Hall and it was a natural dyeing day. We used Cow Parsley and Herb Robert to give yellow and Indigo for the blue. The results were good and it was a happy and enjoyable day as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511164693945202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TBzl2Jo_G3I/AAAAAAAABkc/BX14_VLMcjo/s400/Rose+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511597257556802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TBzmPVEMA0I/AAAAAAAABkk/toXw_VXmdtw/s400/Rose+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A happy week to all !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7891414510856803807?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7891414510856803807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7891414510856803807' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7891414510856803807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7891414510856803807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/06/off-line.html' title='Off line !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TBzZk3MguxI/AAAAAAAABkM/ZAR2S6D7bag/s72-c/SSNCA9I0TFFCA9UAE74CA0M9B4ICAR0C056CAQ9V7NLCAPWE1DICAK002NKCAS4DV1TCAX4C4IDCA07CT4RCAIBFNZWCAJHE15HCADZ8V6PCAIYEGP9CACHDD3NCA67EBACCA0KUI7PCABQ13X7CAJHICLH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5322830196587559519</id><published>2010-06-09T16:31:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:03:15.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out and a Birthday !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-1AzRXTQI/AAAAAAAABjU/oX36oBbrkhk/s1600/Rose+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480798296900848898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-1AzRXTQI/AAAAAAAABjU/oX36oBbrkhk/s400/Rose+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had an interesting day out at Spring Bank Holiday. We went to a Car Rally at Capesthorne Manor,a Jacobean style house with delightful gardens and lakes  in over 100 acres of parkland .It was a beautiful setting and the weather was kind to us as well !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480798808049273362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-1ejcpShI/AAAAAAAABjc/9AmGRTZsnmM/s400/Rose+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480799299700356258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-17K_ZdKI/AAAAAAAABjk/75ufVnMxaiE/s400/Rose+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480799652197951906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-2PsJX6aI/AAAAAAAABjs/8Q94SQR9K98/s400/Rose+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the tree line just over the yellow car you can see the top of Jodrell Bank telescope  !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Birthday. I celebrated my birthday on Saturday. My son,his wife and two boys came to visit and it was lovely to see them. I decreed that I wasn't doing any cooking or baking on that day so they settled for a Chinese Banquet take away and had all kinds of funny looking things in little boxes which they seemed to enjoy. R and I had a take away curry,our favourite dhansak and pilau rice. I didn't even make a birthday cake but R. arrived home with a surprise one !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480802499802162514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-41cTH5VI/AAAAAAAABj0/Po0HqPi8gmM/s400/!cid_7A13B78C-2D61-475A-9B82-2D73D90B3745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My brother and his wife sent a lovely flower card. I haven't seen one of these before . It came by air mail from Guernsey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480803478338506498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-5uZoXjwI/AAAAAAAABj8/vVDcZPzFNz4/s400/Rose+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The miniature flowers are real and set in Oasis . A pipette is included for watering . Lovely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The card on the left is a funny one from my friend Liz&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480804138584384770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-6U1PQJQI/AAAAAAAABkE/yqu3pJaD-DE/s400/Rose+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the front it says "As they woke up on the beach the morning after the party wondering what they  had got up to the night before they took comfort in the fact that they still had their hats on  !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sticking at this birthday because I don't want to be an octogenarian- it sounds old .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Weekend !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5322830196587559519?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5322830196587559519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5322830196587559519' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5322830196587559519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5322830196587559519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-out-and-birthday.html' title='A Day Out and a Birthday !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TA-1AzRXTQI/AAAAAAAABjU/oX36oBbrkhk/s72-c/Rose+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8203965376732123830</id><published>2010-05-30T15:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:20:47.507+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are my marbles ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TAJ5L1TfFvI/AAAAAAAABi0/AZXuzTLcTZA/s1600/owl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477073341030274802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TAJ5L1TfFvI/AAAAAAAABi0/AZXuzTLcTZA/s400/owl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Life rushes by ! Can't blame writing my memoirs because since I wrote the opening sentence, " My mum told me that I was delivered with the local paper one Friday in June in 1931" I haven't put pen to paper.&lt;br /&gt;The social calendar has been so bursting with lunch dates, coffee mornings,quiz meetings,car rallies and spinning gatherings that there has been no time to blog ! Must also admit to being besotted with my latest toy and and it's led me quite a dance. It's an MP3 player and I'm trying to fill it with audio books. It keeps missing chapters or repeating itself and worst of all deleting downloads I've bought .It's very addictive and is also infectious as it is making me do silly things like putting eggs on to boil and hearing R. shout half an hour later, " Should there be some water with these eggs, they're making funny cracking noises "and unearthing and packing the cool bag for a picnic and opening it to find that I' d forgotten to put in the ice blocks . One day I also forgot to go to do my stint in a charity shop and I have to confess to making a carrot cake and missing out the carrots.Think I'd better send that Mp3 back to Amazon&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're off on a rally to Cheshire. Must try and remember the food as well as the camera.&lt;br /&gt;A happy Spring Bank Holiday to everyone !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8203965376732123830?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8203965376732123830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8203965376732123830' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8203965376732123830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8203965376732123830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/05/wher-are-my-marbles.html' title='Where are my marbles ??'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TAJ5L1TfFvI/AAAAAAAABi0/AZXuzTLcTZA/s72-c/owl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-13803204586797434</id><published>2010-05-16T14:25:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T15:39:03.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Autobiography !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S-_y_j-Me1I/AAAAAAAABic/fb8VunV51Fc/s1600/H89CA54H2Z6CA34NWRUCAX67IG2CA702YCRCATJRAQKCA3YU0WWCA1XHQGJCA0R9KXJCA8Z78RZCAVZZQCYCA3PGN2ACANADY5YCA79MID2CA01FTY2CA2BTI1PCAQVSPBTCAX0FHU2CA9NL7BYCA7D62M2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471859246080228178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S-_y_j-Me1I/AAAAAAAABic/fb8VunV51Fc/s400/H89CA54H2Z6CA34NWRUCAX67IG2CA702YCRCATJRAQKCA3YU0WWCA1XHQGJCA0R9KXJCA8Z78RZCAVZZQCYCA3PGN2ACANADY5YCA79MID2CA01FTY2CA2BTI1PCAQVSPBTCAX0FHU2CA9NL7BYCA7D62M2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Am getting psyched up ready to begin my saga.It is only in case my children or grandchildren show interest in their ancestry sometime in the future. Although if I'm headhunted I could perhaps be persuaded to have it published ,made into a film or even a Docu-soap. We'll see. A lot of people seem to be interested in genealogy now but I can't say that I'd really want to know that my great - great-great granddad was hung for stealing a sheep or that I am the great- great-niece of Queen Victoria's daughter in-law's mother ( and on the wrong side of the blanket to boot ). Enough to say that the present and previous generation of the family is full of upstanding,law abiding citizens with ne'er a blemish on their characters--not even a summons for keeping a dog without a license or riding a bike without lights .Although Uncle Norman who lived in a house with no Mod.Cons.and for a time worked as a college caretaker caused a bit of a scandal by making use of the Bursar's bath in the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And then there was Uncle Billie ,perhaps he was a bit of a rascal .During the war when food was in short supply he used to arrive with a hunk of meat disguised in a piece of sacking under his arm.My Mum asked no questions but got the joint in the oven as quickly as possible looking over her shoulder fearing a knock on the door or a face at the winddow with enquiries about black-marketeering.Apart from those two villains everyone seemed to have been law abiding and with no claim to fame .&lt;br /&gt;On the whole life has been happy and fulfilling although there have been some very sad events but then everyone has a pebble in their shoe at some time or other !&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm going to make a start tomorrow-or the day after.&lt;br /&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-13803204586797434?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/13803204586797434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=13803204586797434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/13803204586797434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/13803204586797434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-autobiography-1.html' title='My Autobiography !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S-_y_j-Me1I/AAAAAAAABic/fb8VunV51Fc/s72-c/H89CA54H2Z6CA34NWRUCAX67IG2CA702YCRCATJRAQKCA3YU0WWCA1XHQGJCA0R9KXJCA8Z78RZCAVZZQCYCA3PGN2ACANADY5YCA79MID2CA01FTY2CA2BTI1PCAQVSPBTCAX0FHU2CA9NL7BYCA7D62M2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-186981440123238037</id><published>2010-05-09T16:38:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T08:45:21.569+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"While You're Here..... "</title><content type='html'>My daughter whose wedding is looming set me thinking. She said," I want to get married while you're here. " ( Note at least she didn't say ,"&lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;here " ) I'm not falling apart yet, just a few cracks appearing and I'm not planning on going anywhere for a bit. I've had my three score years and ten plus some and it's a big birthday next year so I thought I had better get moving and pack in all the things I've been intending to do for ages and never got round to. That way like Edith Piaf I'll be able to warble,"Non ,je ne regrette rien " on the way out.&lt;br /&gt;I started work at a boarding school on the outskirts of Liverpool when I was 20.It was in an old house set in beautiful grounds and I spent a happy three years there .The job was satisfying ,the staff pleasant and helpful ( although very formal -we lived together yet Christian names were never used. We always addressed each other with our titles - " Good night Miss Stuart-Good Night Miss Smythe " "More tea, Miss Rhodes ?" "No thank you, Miss Gee "etc.) the pay and holidays were good and all life lay before me. I've always wanted to go back to try to recapture the youthful feelings of hope and promise although I thought I might find it a bit sad. To day thanks to Google the visit came off ! The house, beautiful flowerbeds and lawns,the lovely walled kitchen garden with the figs growing up the wall,the orchard the schoolrooms ,the playground all gone ! Everyone I knew there will also have departed .Now it's a housing estate ! What a disappointment-but that's the way it goes . Life moves on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469295396413286946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S-bXL3rkqiI/AAAAAAAABiE/XgThZ24dwL0/s400/l+1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               Liverpool Days !&lt;br /&gt;1 Miss Gee (me ) in a hammock , Miss Scarborough ( Headmistress) and Tasso (Head's dog )&lt;br /&gt;2 Miss Appleton in front on the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I Googled Manchester where I lived when I was first married and we had our baby boy. The house is still there, almost unchanged. I had a good browse around the area where I used to roam pushing a massive coach built Silver Cross. pram ,running and jumping when no one was about .That was a happy visit !&lt;br /&gt;I'm also decluttering and going minimalistic except I keep throwing things away and then retrieving them-- in case( I might just manage to receive that telegram. You never know )&lt;br /&gt;I've made a start on the autobiography I've got the title and a huge packet of paper . That's enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;When all is done I can sit back and enjoy life .&lt;br /&gt;Happy Week to one and all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-186981440123238037?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/186981440123238037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=186981440123238037' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/186981440123238037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/186981440123238037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/05/while-youre-here.html' title='&quot;While You&apos;re Here..... &quot;'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S-bXL3rkqiI/AAAAAAAABiE/XgThZ24dwL0/s72-c/l+1953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-198574436002111245</id><published>2010-05-03T16:34:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:28:55.025+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyeing !</title><content type='html'>JAPRA asked if the dyeing photos were of scarves so it called for an explanation !&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had a dyeing day at Alston Hall .We all took wool in some form or other, raw fleece,Tops ( fleeced prepared for spinning ) or spun and plied skeins ready for knitting,crocheting or weaving. Firstly we damped the fibre and spread it out on some cling film.We then applied liquid wool dyes with a rather thick paint brush and wrapped the fibre into parcels with more cling film.Then into a steamer where they stayed gently cooking for about an hour.We unwrapped the parcels and rinsed the wool and hung it outside on racks to dry . There were some surprising and pleasing results. I used three colours red,blue and yellow and the overlaps produced purple and green. A bit OTT I thought and wished I had just stuck to two colours , however I have since knitted up my skein into a winter hat/ tea cosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467073538715823586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S97yauwYLeI/AAAAAAAABh8/jmDGEs1tzMQ/s400/Alston+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wedding plans are progressing well. I haven't got my outfit yet and did ask if hats were to be worn.I was told that fascinators are all the rage now . When I found out what one was I was a bit doubtful-could I really sport a bow or a bunch of feathers on my head at my age ?I did discuss outfits with a friend and was bemoaning the fact that I usually go to funerals now more than weddings and the fascinator may not be used again. She suggested that I get one in black.&lt;br /&gt;As a mother of the bride I had better comply-perhaps I could liaise with the other mother so that we have co-ordinating fascinators.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-198574436002111245?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/198574436002111245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=198574436002111245' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/198574436002111245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/198574436002111245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/05/dyeing.html' title='Dyeing !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S97yauwYLeI/AAAAAAAABh8/jmDGEs1tzMQ/s72-c/Alston+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2682291137405057624</id><published>2010-04-25T15:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:03:37.069+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a Mock Interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q. Where have you been for the last three weeks and what have you been doing ?&lt;br /&gt;A. Haven't been anywhere . Life just races along like an express train.. I have always spent too much time prevaricating and procrastinating instead of enjoying the moment.Just wished I had realised this earlier and not wasted such a lot of life !&lt;br /&gt;Q. Where have you visited ?&lt;br /&gt;A.Farmer Parrs to a car rally and the health centre to have my ears dynarodded. Wish people would stop shouting at me !&lt;br /&gt;Q.Who have you seen ?&lt;br /&gt;Just family and friends but who could be more important ?&lt;br /&gt;Q. What is your current project ?&lt;br /&gt;A. Knitting hats. The charity knitting flourishes and bags of goodies come and go. The latest haul is winging its way to orphanages in the Balkans and Africa&lt;br /&gt;I also intend to make a start on writing a life history. I don't know if my children or their children will be interested but I can always  leave it to posterity.&lt;br /&gt;Q. What are you reading ?&lt;br /&gt;A. I always have a romantic novel on the go for the last hour of the day as well as some 'serious stuff '. At the moment I'm reading " the nature of happiness" by Desmond Morris and finding it fascinating .&lt;br /&gt;Some thought provoking snippets from other reading this week.&lt;br /&gt;"all jokes are at best unkind, at worst downright cruel " ( better watch out for that !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"the money in your pocket is worthless unless somebody else wants it!&lt;br /&gt;Q. What are you following on T.V. ?&lt;br /&gt;A.East Enders,Over the Rainbow , Egg Heads and Bargain Hunt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q.What is the best thing you have done this week !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. Been on a day's dyeing course to Alston Hall . Some of the results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464086986712432674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S9RWKhjUQCI/AAAAAAAABhs/XQSAncsbt8U/s400/Alston+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464089085139999314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S9RYEqzb2lI/AAAAAAAABh0/_7__8fWozqM/s400/Alston+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q.What would you wish for everyone this week ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A. A happy time !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2682291137405057624?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2682291137405057624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2682291137405057624' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2682291137405057624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2682291137405057624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/04/mock-interview.html' title='a Mock Interview'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S9RWKhjUQCI/AAAAAAAABhs/XQSAncsbt8U/s72-c/Alston+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-176860906111852447</id><published>2010-04-08T14:25:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:43:54.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Our House- part 2</title><content type='html'>Life has been hectic lately with little time for Blogging. Easter brought the first Car Rally of the season and it was quite enjoyable, the weather was fine for once ! Yesterday afternoon was spent talking to a group of ladies about spinning and preparations are going ahead for The Wedding .The next few days seem to be clear-perhaps a bit of baking although I have a bee in my bonnet about an MP Player so can't leave it alone and keep having a browse. Would like it to listen to Audio Books, relaxation music and a bit of meditation .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To complete the house tour&lt;br /&gt;The Hall ( That's calling it names-it's a tiny entrance leading to the upstairs )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73ZwvB-aVI/AAAAAAAABgs/MuWGPs32AVo/s1600/dresser+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457757754724608338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73ZwvB-aVI/AAAAAAAABgs/MuWGPs32AVo/s400/dresser+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You've arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457758959422638002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73a224Xh7I/AAAAAAAABhE/1Zib1E6c-Vw/s400/dresser+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The master bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457761068965107250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73cxpifFjI/AAAAAAAABhU/U2pxzBgK8gA/s400/dresser+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Guest Room ( fortunately no imminent visitors )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I store the Charity Knitting in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Knitting ladies have been very busy and produced a bumper bundle of goodies. A Firm has donated an old fire engine and it is going to the Balkans. There was an appeal for blankets ,shawls and jumpers for the elderly and the response was wonderful. The vehicle is full to capacity &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a parcel of little hats for Kenya , a bag of small garments for Malawi and teddies for children world wide.People are very generous and kind .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Small Bedroom or My Office ( like to think big )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457765257822615010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73gleP8NeI/AAAAAAAABhc/zzTSqYVONVE/s400/dresser+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spend a lot of time computing or sewing in here . It is great to be able to abandon things and not have to clear away at meal times as I used to have to do at one time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also in here are all the relics of life pre R. Photographs of yore, pictures,wall hangings and so on-so it's a bit of nostalgia for occasional wallowing !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy weekend to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-176860906111852447?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/176860906111852447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=176860906111852447' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/176860906111852447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/176860906111852447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-house-part-2.html' title='Our House- part 2'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S73ZwvB-aVI/AAAAAAAABgs/MuWGPs32AVo/s72-c/dresser+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8809583290146865727</id><published>2010-03-28T13:55:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:18:13.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Our House</title><content type='html'>Have had a Blogger rest -- mainly because I felt completely bereft of inspiration. Life flows along smoothly without any note worthy events. I considered abandoning ship altogether but when I checked the Site Meter I notice that quite a few people seem interested in the minutiae of life chez nous so will continue a bit longer ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454430633811055090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S7IHwzxREfI/AAAAAAAABgc/s2003I8Fb3c/s400/dresser+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                              Our House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; We downsized about 10 years ago. Fate lent a hand in this move but that's another story.Sufficient to say we were able to buy this house new.It came complete with carpets,curtains, fittings and a fenced and ready made garden. A snip at the price ! It's only match box sized but the low and easy maintenance suits us fine.The location is great as we are within walking distance of shops ,library, OAP Centre, Doctors,Dentist ,Hearing Clinic and bus route.The only downside is that most of our neighbours are young, out all day and lead busy lives.I'd like to have someone to share coffee and gossip. but never mind you can't have everything . R. will always share coffee but is not so hot with the gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Guided Tour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Downstairs, we have a small sitting room leading to a dining area with a conservatory at the back. The kitchen is a good size and there is a utility and washroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453676797780827890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S69aJxuEHvI/AAAAAAAABfs/32-FD8322t4/s400/dresser+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; R's Corner of the Sitting Room ( He's out cycling to-day )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453677450872008162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S69avyrIreI/AAAAAAAABf0/9TbTagiAf0o/s400/dresser+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My Corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453678079285279778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S69bUXsiPCI/AAAAAAAABf8/BfONH4AHuic/s400/dresser+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Dresser&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have known this not when it was an acorn or even a tree but since it was a plank of oak.R. made it and I was able to watch and shape its growth. I love it, although it's a bit on the large size for here I couldn't bear to part with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453681852666904338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S69ewAo0fxI/AAAAAAAABgE/2jKN76P5iJQ/s400/dresser+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Corner of The Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453682303480202258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S69fKQDFhBI/AAAAAAAABgM/VNSqUTRcSE8/s400/dresser+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; View from Kitchen Window &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upstairs next installment- it's a bit untidy at the moment .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever you are doing hope it's good !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8809583290146865727?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8809583290146865727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8809583290146865727' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8809583290146865727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8809583290146865727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-house.html' title='Our House'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S7IHwzxREfI/AAAAAAAABgc/s2003I8Fb3c/s72-c/dresser+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4291573893539596979</id><published>2010-03-17T15:04:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:15:00.008Z</updated><title type='text'>A wedding !</title><content type='html'>Finally surfacing after the hectic time . All went well and the week culminated in Mother's Day. I received a card and a phone call from son and heir and my daughter,partner and one grandson called with a card and some yummy chocs and I was taken out to Freeport for an airing.It was a lovely Spring day and I enjoyed the trip. &lt;div&gt;Lynn has been with her partner for nineteen years and they think that it is working out all right and have decided to get married so there is plenty of Wedding Talk.They were going to have a church service and Lynn was going to have her two Mums, me and her biological mother to  accompany her down the aisle and give her away but now she has settled for a Registry Office Ceremony so only witnesses are required .The Wedding is booked for early September so there is plenty of time to make all the arrangements and for me to splash out on a new outfit As we seem to go to a lot of funerals these days and my funeral suit is getting a bit thin I think I had better choose something adaptable that I could tone down as fitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449635233678716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S6D-XyLfbQI/AAAAAAAABfM/11S_Or6_GXE/s400/dresser+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bride -to-be (on the right )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4291573893539596979?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4291573893539596979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4291573893539596979' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4291573893539596979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4291573893539596979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding.html' title='A wedding !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S6D-XyLfbQI/AAAAAAAABfM/11S_Or6_GXE/s72-c/dresser+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5755778575166933167</id><published>2010-03-09T15:51:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:23:59.223Z</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy, busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's going to be one of those action packed weeks again ! Yesterday was aerobics, then arts and crafts group, followed by an evening with the Heddles and Treadles Spinning Guild .Today Pilates and an evening Vintage Car Meeting , tomorrow a funeral, Thursday another evening meeting, Friday meeting a friend for the day, Saturday some more friends are emigrating to Hungary and we are going to meet for a farewell lunch, Sunday,collapse and hopefully some blog visiting ! Phew. phew !! This is supposed to be the Autumn, verging on the Winter, of my days -it feels like high Summer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5755778575166933167?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5755778575166933167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5755778575166933167' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5755778575166933167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5755778575166933167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy busy, busy'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1255877940865893788</id><published>2010-02-28T16:00:00.020Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:41:01.689Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been a lovely day to day, especially for a Sunday. Over the years this day was never a favourite. In my youth it was rather dull because we weren't allowed to play out, everything was closed, and we had to go to Sunday S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chool. (Sometimes my Mum's sister visited and once they got going they could talk for England and if I sat quietly the time to leave for Sunday school came and went and I had a reprieve)&lt;br /&gt;R. went out cycling today, so it was a free day for me. I didn't do anything exciting, it was just enjoyable This morning I made some crumpet batter and went Blog Visiting whilst waiting for it to rise . Then I caught up with some handwashing and a bit of machine sewing. A quick snack of a peanut butter sandwich and a banana ,then crumpet cooking before going back to computing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Friday lunch party went well. It was nice to see my late husband's best man and his wife When R and I got together they were the first people to invite us out as an item -something I'll always appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was the Menu (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;y first venture with Filo Pastry. The flan came out O.K. but didn't taste as good as it looked Don't think I'll make it again !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;oooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home made Mushroom Soup&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filo Pastry Flan of Salmon, Cream Cheese and Leeks&lt;br /&gt;Organic Baby New Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sherry Trifle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese and Biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshly Brewed Coffee and Mints&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Have finally finished the waistcoat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443330578797252482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4qYUkg7T4I/AAAAAAAABek/56jCihwBr7c/s400/dresser+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt; To round off the day nicely I've just received The Charity Quiz' a challenging crossword type puzzle that comes out twice a year. Quite a few of us work on it and there's much excitement emailing and phoning with , "I've got another one!" or "What do you think about this ??"Then we all get together to work on the ones no one has got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And finally there's "Dancing on Ice" to view. (It's getting hard to cope with all these heady pleasures. I'll have to have a lie down soon )Years ago I was a keen Roller then Ice Skater. I never did the dancing bit though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever you're doing this week hope you enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1255877940865893788?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1255877940865893788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1255877940865893788' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1255877940865893788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1255877940865893788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-lovely-day-to-day-stop.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4qYUkg7T4I/AAAAAAAABek/56jCihwBr7c/s72-c/dresser+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5232798688835768650</id><published>2010-02-21T15:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:33:54.303Z</updated><title type='text'>5 Minute Chocolate Mug Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4Q5Ap-iZrI/AAAAAAAABeU/8NQC-IwQ27w/s1600-h/dresser+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441536933201340082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4Q5Ap-iZrI/AAAAAAAABeU/8NQC-IwQ27w/s400/dresser+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This recipe is by courtesy of &lt;a href="http://cmlk79.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christine. &lt;/a&gt;I had been intending to try it for ages and finally got round to it. I couldn't see it working. --but it did ! If I make it again I will mix everything in a jug first as it was awkward to blend thoroughly in the mug. It is an ideal recipe for children to make as they would need little supervision and get instant and yummy results. I know a little boy called Mark who would love to make -and eat this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When served with a sauce it would also make a good pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 &lt;a href="http://tastefully-done.blogspot.com/2010/01/5-minute-chocolate-mug-cake.html"&gt;MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 tablespoons flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 tablespoons sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tablespoons cocoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional but why leave these out?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a small splash of vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 large coffee mug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well.Add the egg and mix thoroughly.Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla extract and mix again.Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts (high).The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don't be alarmed!Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired.EAT! (this can serve 2 if you want to feel slightly more virtuous).And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the world?Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any time of the day or night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="comments"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441538822560759426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4Q6uoY7PoI/AAAAAAAABec/FgVembjJkaY/s400/dresser+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It made four generous slices that soon disappeared !&lt;a name="c8182489881239330"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5232798688835768650?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5232798688835768650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5232798688835768650' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5232798688835768650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5232798688835768650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-recipe-is-by-courtesy-of-christine.html' title='5 Minute Chocolate Mug Cake'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S4Q5Ap-iZrI/AAAAAAAABeU/8NQC-IwQ27w/s72-c/dresser+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4715589310848551947</id><published>2010-02-17T16:17:00.013Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:26:20.291Z</updated><title type='text'>ouch,ouch,ouch no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S3w6_tMfmwI/AAAAAAAABdc/AB11pP5pG7o/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439287316094884610" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S3w6_tMfmwI/AAAAAAAABdc/AB11pP5pG7o/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and R.off to the Bingo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have finally recovered. Was beginning to think that I had been struck down for life and would walk doubled up like a safety pin for ever more. Now, instead of being the icon for 'elderly persons crossing' I could model for 'children's play area'-- well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;The advice from' The Back Book' -"to keep moving and get on with your life in spite of pain before chronic back trouble develops" was good. Some days 'getting on with life' was rather difficult, and the thought of the queue of waiting jobs was a bit daunting .I tried the idea of breaking the to-do list up into bite-size pieces and it worked O.K.-I kept having a bite or even a nibble at the tasks until they were done. It worked wonders, everything was completed relatively stress and pain-free and I also got in a lot of reading between mouthfuls- although it was almost bedtime when I got finished..&lt;br /&gt;The social calendar has been full lately. I met up for lunch with some ex colleagues and then we came back to mine for tea, cake and putting the world to rights. Also, my brother and his wife came to stay for the weekend and I put on the' old soldier 'act and instead of slaving over a hot stove making a three-course dinner I distributed take- away menus for the local curry house and said.,"Take Your Pick " It worked well. We all chose different things and shared. Very enjoyable it was too. I think my back could prove to be a 'bit painful 'on future occasions.&lt;br /&gt;It's spinning at Alston Hall on Friday so am looking forward to that. Next week I'm hostess to my late husband's best man and his wife, another enjoyable visit.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend to All ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4715589310848551947?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4715589310848551947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4715589310848551947' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4715589310848551947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4715589310848551947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/02/ouchouchouch-no-more.html' title='ouch,ouch,ouch no more'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S3w6_tMfmwI/AAAAAAAABdc/AB11pP5pG7o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6920737554009300090</id><published>2010-02-07T14:57:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:14:58.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Ouch, ouch,ouch !</title><content type='html'>Just lately I have had a stiff back in the morning-so much for our orthopaedic 'Stressless' mattress.I've put it down to old age and poverty and got going.After a session at the gym things have usually improved and I could walk upright again instead of looking like the model for the 'Elderly People Crossing' sign . Last week, things didn't improve and it was a case of ouch,ouch with every move. After six painful days, I decided to visit the.doc- I hate going, in fact, last time I saw him I said , "I don't come here often, it makes me feel ill" He agreed with me saying , "Yes you're quite right . You're better keeping away from these places." The N. H. S. gets a lot of stick but our particular practice is great and has a good system. If you need a consultation you phone or call about 8:30 a.m. and you are given an appointment for that day. Along I limped, was poked and prodded, given a copy of "The Back Book "and told to take paracetamol. It surprised me how treatment has changed over the years. I remember my parents occasionally having 'lumbago' or ' sciatica' and taking to their bed for a day or two. None of that now ! The book says " stay active and get on with your life " and has dire warnings about the risk of developing chronic back pain if you don't do this. I took the paracetamol for a day, but kept falling asleep . so wasn't able to comply with the ' stay active' bit. I referred to a book on 'The Alexander Technique' and was interested to read about the psycho-physical workings of the body and did a few of the body/ mind exercises, pressed on and actually felt a little better.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is busy with an afternoon tea for ex colleagues -- and a visit from my brother and his wife . so I decided to' focus my mind', 'keep moving' and bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what I made&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S27Y8J8IDII/AAAAAAAABdE/1SQq8-rRYLk/s1600-h/dresser+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S27ZjwsqS1I/AAAAAAAABdM/4X_JMxTwfzg/s1600-h/dresser+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435521008673639250" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S27ZjwsqS1I/AAAAAAAABdM/4X_JMxTwfzg/s400/dresser+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is R.s birthday today Last week I found standing about choosing his card a bit difficult--I almost got the first one I came to--at least I managed to select one that did mention "Birthday" and not "With Deepest Sympathy" or "Congratulations on the Birth of your Twins " as it could've done . I made his favourite coffee cake.The writing is a bit wobbly, but never mind the thought is there! I also made some healthy slices and they turned out to be exceptionally healthy, as I forgot to put in the sugar.Do I pretend they are for my diabetic friend who is coming next week, do I ice them,cover them with chocolate or say nothing ? What a dilemma-- at least it's taken my mind off 'the Back' and it seems to be improving.&lt;br /&gt;A happy week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6920737554009300090?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6920737554009300090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6920737554009300090' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6920737554009300090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6920737554009300090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/02/ouch-ouchouch.html' title='Ouch, ouch,ouch !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S27ZjwsqS1I/AAAAAAAABdM/4X_JMxTwfzg/s72-c/dresser+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5210520028938265188</id><published>2010-01-30T16:50:00.012Z</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:50:28.135Z</updated><title type='text'>Another Day Out !</title><content type='html'>Lovely Spring weather today if a tad chilly! We went for a country run and found a quaint little place for lunch. It is a bikers' haunt and rather basic but the food was excellent and the welcome warm. What more could anybody want ? We sat by the fire and had delicious tomato, basil and red pepper soup served with a warm crispy roll and butter followed by homemade white chocolate and apricot flapjack. I had a beaker of filter coffee and R. had a glass of red wine . Most enjoyable ! "Fit for  a King, " as John , my late husband used to say when I had made him a good dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2Rm6x_lAoI/AAAAAAAABcc/Ws-cZY0jNws/s1600-h/dresser+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432580210554110594" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2Rm6x_lAoI/AAAAAAAABcc/Ws-cZY0jNws/s400/dresser+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a pleasant afternoon tootling home.I had remembered my camera and took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RnyWQoYwI/AAAAAAAABck/bap9vqnINOA/s1600-h/dresser+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432581165182116610" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RnyWQoYwI/AAAAAAAABck/bap9vqnINOA/s400/dresser+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RoK7qMToI/AAAAAAAABcs/FG88xpUSu08/s1600-h/dresser+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432581587538300546" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RoK7qMToI/AAAAAAAABcs/FG88xpUSu08/s400/dresser+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were looking out for lambs but I think it's a bit early yet although we did see flocks of heavily pregnant ewes resting peacefully in the sunshine.I tried not to think of the fate of any babies unfortunate enough to be born  male and hoped that most of the lambs will be ewes and have beautiful fleeces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Finally sunset from the  Office and Computer Room. ( Spare back bedroom) More snow is forecast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RuLvivNvI/AAAAAAAABc8/y2t7akV2ha8/s1600-h/dresser+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432588198535444210" style="WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2RuLvivNvI/AAAAAAAABc8/y2t7akV2ha8/s400/dresser+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week to All !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5210520028938265188?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5210520028938265188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5210520028938265188' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5210520028938265188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5210520028938265188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-day-out.html' title='Another Day Out !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S2Rm6x_lAoI/AAAAAAAABcc/Ws-cZY0jNws/s72-c/dresser+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1170816817088648231</id><published>2010-01-24T14:30:00.013Z</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:16:11.870Z</updated><title type='text'>The Present Project</title><content type='html'>At at the moment I am making a waistcoat. Really, we have enough jumpers, cardigans,hats, socks ,gloves , shawls, blankets, bags,cushions and wall hangings to last us even if we live long enough to get The Telegram . The offspring show no interest in my work and eye everything with suspicion and say things like "It's very nice -- it looks a bit itchy, though ." or. "I don't think they will fit me" or "I've no room on my walls for another tapestry woven picture." But I just love spinning -- it's fascinating and relaxing. It's amazing what you can do with a fleece and you meet some wonderful people. The Spinning World is a happy place ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I resurrected a photo from last summer when I couldn't resist this Jacob fleece . It was a beauty and has kept me busy and happy all winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xcuDhR9XI/AAAAAAAABbs/FF8abMp0keY/s1600-h/dresser+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430317196990608754" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xcuDhR9XI/AAAAAAAABbs/FF8abMp0keY/s400/dresser+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all I sorted it throwing away any dirty or coarse pieces ( and there weren't many of those ) washed it, then combed out the locks just as they came.  Finally I spun and plied  it making a Double Knit weight yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xdsK7_p9I/AAAAAAAABb0/u20JgKYFOTI/s1600-h/dresser+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430318264133593042" style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xdsK7_p9I/AAAAAAAABb0/u20JgKYFOTI/s400/dresser+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Combed fleece . Skeins of wool spun and plied .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to make a waistcoat and here it is in its infancy.I am enjoying knitting it and am delighted with the random effect the various shades of grey are producing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xet7YVEII/AAAAAAAABb8/rHjbDMMMdJY/s1600-h/dresser+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430319393828835458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xet7YVEII/AAAAAAAABb8/rHjbDMMMdJY/s400/dresser+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to model it quite soon.Watch this space !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever you do this week hope you're happy doing it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1170816817088648231?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1170816817088648231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1170816817088648231' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1170816817088648231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1170816817088648231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/present-project.html' title='The Present Project'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S1xcuDhR9XI/AAAAAAAABbs/FF8abMp0keY/s72-c/dresser+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-104406553491710391</id><published>2010-01-17T13:47:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:44:36.180Z</updated><title type='text'>What weather, what weather!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We have been very lucky and not had much snow here although it was bitterly cold and the roads and paths have been very icy and treacherous.  It just wasn't safe for us to venture out of doors.  We settled back to make the most of it and enjoyed the first few housebound days lounging about  doing nothing  much  but  we soon found that we were going into a decline and not wanting to do anything at  all so a 'boot camp'regime was introduced. Usually when I suggest to R. that there are some jobs we need to do and I turn round  to enumerate  he's gone-slunk off to tinker about in the garage.  Now last week the garage was like an icebox  so there was no hiding place -- he was captive -- and boy did I make the most of it  -  cupboards were emptied and cleaned  all the windows were polished inside and  the brasses burnished. Today it's all over-the roads are clear- the sun is shining -the bike is  out and he disappeared,looking very happy, in a flash of blue early this morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We did have to brave the elements to go to a funeral -- a humanist burial.  My cousin, who was almost 90 died.  He lived alone, and went at a party on New Years Eve. He was dancing until  1 a.m. -- then went   home  to bed -- got to up next day, made a cup of tea and keeled over.  What a way to go !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have started the first leg of the marmalade marathon while Seville oranges are available  This particular recipe is a three day event and today I sliced  and prepared enough  oranges to make 15 pounds . Think I might chicken out  and revert to the pressure cooker method for the next batch  !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If this good spell continues all should be back to normal this week.  Numbers were down at  all the classes last week -. just four of us at one !&lt;br /&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-104406553491710391?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/104406553491710391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=104406553491710391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/104406553491710391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/104406553491710391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-weather-what-weather.html' title='What weather, what weather!'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2245443943665442425</id><published>2010-01-08T10:03:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:49:21.079Z</updated><title type='text'>Revival !</title><content type='html'>Coming up for Air ! Would love to be able to write about my recent fabulous cruise -- but that would be wishful thinking. Have always wanted to sail to the Bahamas, the Canaries or even the Med but no way can I persuade R. to take to the sea. I've extolled the virtues of the invigorating walks around the decks, the many varied and interesting on board activities - there's even bingo -- but he is adamant. He is a poor sailor even feeling ill on a ferry boat in calm weather. Mention of modern, large ships , complete with stabilizers falls on deaf ears .Also, lots of people seem to get cruise sick and miss all the exciting ports of call being confined to their cabins ( willing to risk that) . Never mind will have to settle for an outing or two to the bike shop and dream on. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't even report an over due sorting out of cupboards and drawers -- or a massive bake in -- or any party hostessing -- just Hibernation! I did manage to make up the beret and scarf present although I dont quite look like the lady in the picture on the box. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S0cHXRacjDI/AAAAAAAABbU/XXhh0fOQHiw/s1600-h/dresser+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424312372583762994" style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S0cHXRacjDI/AAAAAAAABbU/XXhh0fOQHiw/s400/dresser+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now R.and R. are beginning to pall and I 'm glad that all is back in full swing and I can rejoin the big, wide, frozen world .&lt;br /&gt;A Happy New Year !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2245443943665442425?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2245443943665442425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2245443943665442425' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2245443943665442425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2245443943665442425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2010/01/revival.html' title='Revival !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/S0cHXRacjDI/AAAAAAAABbU/XXhh0fOQHiw/s72-c/dresser+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5113719725178898023</id><published>2009-12-26T14:06:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:01:29.274Z</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a happy day with lots of gifts and good cheer. We opened our presents in the morning and put on our new slippers . By dinner time I had a blistered heel and had to retrieve the old faithfuls from the bin ( I fancied they eyed me with a very smug look ) and every time R went into the kitchen he grumbled because he said that his slippers clattered around like clogs&lt;br /&gt;We're O. K. for chocolate and biscuits for some time. Yipee ! I got a vegetarian cookery book and hope to try some mini frittatas, oven baked rosti and oven roasted mushrooms with tarragon and lemon creme fraiche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYb5WfsYQI/AAAAAAAABak/cYDhY35u7Pw/s1600-h/dresser+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419549873691975938" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYb5WfsYQI/AAAAAAAABak/cYDhY35u7Pw/s400/dresser+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am looking forward to making this beret and scarf , although I could really do with the face to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYcfYQvkXI/AAAAAAAABas/PqHilFizeIA/s1600-h/dresser+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419550527001170290" style="WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYcfYQvkXI/AAAAAAAABas/PqHilFizeIA/s400/dresser+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little bag revealed this. Lovely !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYdiOacGgI/AAAAAAAABa8/NjK_7t88VFw/s1600-h/dresser+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419551675408718338" style="WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYdiOacGgI/AAAAAAAABa8/NjK_7t88VFw/s400/dresser+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A reed oil and perfume diffuser. This is quite novel. The reeds soak up the liquid and for a quick boost you invert the reeds. Lovely spicy perfume. Nutmeg and chestnut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also a fragrance candle -too elegant to burn !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYeGrtm81I/AAAAAAAABbE/a6TpffJmY9s/s1600-h/dresser+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419552301749039954" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYeGrtm81I/AAAAAAAABbE/a6TpffJmY9s/s400/dresser+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R was pleased with his back brush and put it to good use last night. I wanted to add a photo but he wouldn't cooperate at all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the afternoon we went for a ride out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYgupZxtII/AAAAAAAABbM/jHxNGFNa1ms/s1600-h/dresser+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419555187347010690" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYgupZxtII/AAAAAAAABbM/jHxNGFNa1ms/s400/dresser+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;We intended to call for a drink but decided that we had had enough excitement for one day and came home for a cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to all for lovely presents, especially Lynn for her very  thoughtful  gifts. I hope everyone liked the boring things we got them !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Happy New Year !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5113719725178898023?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5113719725178898023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5113719725178898023' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5113719725178898023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5113719725178898023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzYb5WfsYQI/AAAAAAAABak/cYDhY35u7Pw/s72-c/dresser+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8858291907333659447</id><published>2009-12-21T14:34:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:46:47.560Z</updated><title type='text'>Let it all happen !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzDbuoquLYI/AAAAAAAABaU/sXRyhjlOeIk/s1600-h/snowman4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418071945963777410" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzDbuoquLYI/AAAAAAAABaU/sXRyhjlOeIk/s400/snowman4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; All is done and ready! Cards sent,parcels delivered, and pantry stocked .It's quite interesting receiving Christmas cards because we can find out who is still living-- so far, up to now we're only one down. Quite encouraging !&lt;br /&gt;Our present giving has gradually transformed over the years as well. At one time, I gave R. something like a snazzy watch, some fancy toiletries or a very special malt whiskey-- this year, it's a calendar,a pair of slippers and a back brush. How times and our needs change ! Never mind, life is still good !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had some snow-- most unusual for us.Everywhere is looking very Christmasy- we've also had a visit from the Rotary Father Christmas complete with sleigh, bells and music - very jolly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Liz ready for the aerobics Christmas Dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sy-LnmVFszI/AAAAAAAABaM/8czlLLXZs90/s1600-h/dresser+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417702389170156338" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sy-LnmVFszI/AAAAAAAABaM/8czlLLXZs90/s400/dresser+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8858291907333659447?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8858291907333659447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8858291907333659447' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8858291907333659447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8858291907333659447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-all-happen.html' title='Let it all happen !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SzDbuoquLYI/AAAAAAAABaU/sXRyhjlOeIk/s72-c/snowman4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-582585431324922270</id><published>2009-12-10T09:55:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:12:14.674Z</updated><title type='text'>peelie wally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SyDGUeTm9II/AAAAAAAABZ0/bRl31cLLrdQ/s1600-h/xmas_tree_8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413544807134327938" style="WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SyDGUeTm9II/AAAAAAAABZ0/bRl31cLLrdQ/s400/xmas_tree_8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have been feeling a bit lackadaisical, wabbit, or even peelie wally-- whatever-- my get up and go went and my Blog has been sadly neglected. Will have to make up for lost time!&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Christmas is almost upon us and not a card written,a present wrapped or even the baby bathed. Have managed to make the puddings, buy, yes, buy(shame on me) a few boxes of mince pies (they were buy one get two free and exceedingly good }and a present or two so will have to get moving. As usual we have a few mini Christmases doing the rounds visiting our five assorted children and families but for the actual day we leave them all to get on with their parties and orgies ( think they are secretly pleased and relieved about this arrangement) and have a restful day at home -- me ,him and the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have been to Birmingham to  visit my brother and his wife who have moved into a bungalow. It's absolutely super-- a good size,nicely decorated , every mod.con-- and a lovely garden to boot.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been busy with 'Teddies for Tragedies' There are now about 50 knitters in the group and so far we have sent almost 3000 teddies ,1500 jumpers, 1000 hats as well as blankets, scarves and mitts to people in need all over the world.People are very good and keep a plentiful supply coming in.I usually make thank you Teddy Christmas cards  and a newsletter with a different theme each year and decided on A Nativity Scene this year. We lined up all the Teds for audition and soon found three likely kings and three natural shepherds but were undecided about the Holy Couple but as time was running out we had to make all the wannabes into a bookmark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SyD_1nr2SuI/AAAAAAAABZ8/dLZVycVO6BQ/s1600-h/dresser+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413608048750381794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SyD_1nr2SuI/AAAAAAAABZ8/dLZVycVO6BQ/s400/dresser+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A happy if busy weekend to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-582585431324922270?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/582585431324922270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=582585431324922270' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/582585431324922270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/582585431324922270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/12/peelie-wally.html' title='peelie wally'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SyDGUeTm9II/AAAAAAAABZ0/bRl31cLLrdQ/s72-c/xmas_tree_8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8165883426981147592</id><published>2009-11-29T14:26:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:42:38.666Z</updated><title type='text'>An Airing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKNLOZTalI/AAAAAAAABZU/qK2YE130k7w/s1600/dresser+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409541326407690834" style="WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKNLOZTalI/AAAAAAAABZU/qK2YE130k7w/s400/dresser+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last night we decided that whatever the weather rain, hail, sleet or even snow, we were going for our country run. Due to the poor weather the last few Saturdays have been spent locally ,shopping, visiting the market and the library and then a quick dash home to the fire and a take away curry.R. is a country boy at heart and if he doesn't see enough green fields and trees he feels deprived and gets withdrawal symptoms. Me (philistine that I am ) find that a mile or two of country culture  is quite adequate for my needs . ( I have to confess that I often take a book or the paper ) I'm a High Street sort of person really. It's a wonder we get on so well -- perhaps it's because we're complimentary !&lt;br /&gt;Today was fine if a little damp so we had a leisurely drive to a country pub R. had seen and fancied on one of his cycle trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKHfyX0UFI/AAAAAAAABY8/K3bjGh9-J4c/s1600/dresser+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409535082592751698" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKHfyX0UFI/AAAAAAAABY8/K3bjGh9-J4c/s400/dresser+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an interesting place , very cosy with a blazing fire and the staff, including the dog were very welcoming.They also had over 290 different whiskeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKIPM3MeVI/AAAAAAAABZE/dhjkGgThSdc/s1600/dresser+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409535897157531986" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKIPM3MeVI/AAAAAAAABZE/dhjkGgThSdc/s400/dresser+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The food was excellent.I had some sandwiches and they were served with an imaginative salad of mixed leaves,Coleslaw, tomatoes, cucumber, sweet corn, peppers and red onions, all topped with a slice of pineapple and a slice of a orange.R.had a vegeburger with salad and chips.The puds looked scrummy but sadly we were too full to indulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKJrqBWvxI/AAAAAAAABZM/M69gTm2N18U/s1600/dresser+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409537485532741394" style="WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKJrqBWvxI/AAAAAAAABZM/M69gTm2N18U/s400/dresser+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;R. waiting for his vegeburger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We wound our way homeward along the country lanes. . We called at two arty crafty stores with Christmas presents in mind. The only thing I almost bought was a fridge magnet . It featured an elderly gentleman saying, " I don't do drugs or drink anymore-- I get just the same effect when I stand up quickly." I know what he means ! We had a cup of tea and thought that a little exercise was called for so we had a brisk walk around the block.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When we got home we had some toast, fruit and yogurt and relaxed by the fire to recover from our exhausting day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever you do this week I hope it brings  you happiness ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8165883426981147592?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8165883426981147592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8165883426981147592' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8165883426981147592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8165883426981147592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/airing.html' title='An Airing'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SxKNLOZTalI/AAAAAAAABZU/qK2YE130k7w/s72-c/dresser+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4463241860149240908</id><published>2009-11-22T12:07:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:52:38.982Z</updated><title type='text'>Everything is tickety boo !</title><content type='html'>That dates me for sure! Next, I'll be reminiscing about the Follies at the end of the Pier . Never mind ! All is well. I've got my e-book back and it works a treat. Have made a start on the 16,000 books and built up a little library -downloaded all Oscar Wilde's plays and the libretti of the Gilbert and Sullivan operas so that I can have a singalong as I listen-- just need some time to get going. The VCR/DVD is mastered and behaving well, but really, compared to what is happening in the big wide world at the moment these are very minor hiccups . What does it matter if I cannot record 'Eggheads ' when lots of Cumbrians are flooded out of house and home and further afield many live in constant fear of injury or death. ? My problems are miniscule by comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been a pleasant week with the usual activities, although I have left the body conditioning class -- not because of being in tiptop condition but because the routines were a bit complicated and demanding (you should rise to them you wimp) . Perhaps I'll resume after Christmas, unless my body has completely gone to rack and ruin  by then . The other classes tend to be lively and great fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am getting a little bogged down with all the current Craft projects. Haven't finished the socks yet, the tapestry is lying there neglected, am trying to make a knee rug for a poor old lady in the Balkans , am wanting to make a glittery curly whirly to wear at Christmas and I have the wool to make a hooded jacket for a friend ! Unfortunately I may have to leave the housework this week ,send out for chips and get stuck in !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwlXZ5mHfdI/AAAAAAAABYs/9_WQtQWfl8Y/s1600/dresser+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406948930104032722" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwlXZ5mHfdI/AAAAAAAABYs/9_WQtQWfl8Y/s400/dresser+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy week !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4463241860149240908?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4463241860149240908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4463241860149240908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4463241860149240908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4463241860149240908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/everything-is-tickety-boo.html' title='Everything is tickety boo !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwlXZ5mHfdI/AAAAAAAABYs/9_WQtQWfl8Y/s72-c/dresser+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7278101019756751063</id><published>2009-11-15T13:13:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:37:34.192Z</updated><title type='text'>More Gr...Gr...</title><content type='html'>Saga 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been blogging as at the moment I have to painstakingly type e-v-e-r-y- l-e-t-t-e-r. It's a long,sad tale. All the fault of the wretched ebook reader.Wish I had stuck to the good old fashioned paper things  or even papyrus would have been better. I took the wretch and the PC to the local computer shop and a week later they are still wrestling with it- all five engineers. I suggested that I collect everything and give it up as a bad job-but-no--they all regard it as a challenge  and wish to rise to  it . The point is I am without my trusty,faithful,almost obedient 'Dragon Naturally Speaking 'friend. I have a similar voice activated typist for the Mac that someone obtained for me on their travels to the Far East-only when I need to type in a correction because it has misheard it goes  ' tfel ot thgir morf ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saga 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Don't know if anyone is really interested in the rivetting minutiae of life chez Blundell but here goes )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new Video/DVD Recorder was supposed to arrive on Tuesday but we had a phone call to say that it had been delivered to the shop but was damaged in transit -they would come with another on Thursday. O.K. When no one had appeared by 4.30 R. phoned.We had been overlooked -engineer now on the way He duly arrived, installed everything , gave a quick demo saying, "It's just a case of this ,this and this-it's very easy !  "I think he was on his way home and ready for his tea. I said,"If it's all in the manual we'll manage " Off he went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I trawled through the 90 pages and managed to set up a timed recording and left it overnight to see what happened . Did it work ? No ! On investigation 'someone' had switched off its power source  !  Next I spent two frustrating evenings trying 'this,this and this' No Joy . Eventually a notice appeared to say ,"Unable to record on this disc "( why didn't it say that at the start of evening one ?)  Put in a new disc and Hey Presto  ! All is fine and dandy.It has an Electronic Programme Guide which really is easy-peasy. and I've spent ages setting up and deleting programmes just for the heck of it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saga 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Central Heating is great. It's a new system with a combi-boiler and we hadn't got used to its idiosyncrasies one of which is a quick blast in the early hours of the morning. We can live with that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Pearl said in her great wisdom -technology is a wonderful teacher of patience- which is always an asset !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now Christmas looms The grown ups have decided to exchange small token presents so there wont be much shopping The children will choose their own so at least they will like what they get ! I've  made the puds and we've a few dinner dates on the calendar .Let it all happen !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My present project. Socks inspired by Eva and Jane. Fascinating !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwAQIBhZUzI/AAAAAAAABYg/uj9DuRa5xH4/s1600-h/BILD0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwAQIBhZUzI/AAAAAAAABYg/uj9DuRa5xH4/s400/BILD0955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404337282878100274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 345px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Happy week to All !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7278101019756751063?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7278101019756751063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7278101019756751063' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7278101019756751063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7278101019756751063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-grgr.html' title='More Gr...Gr...'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SwAQIBhZUzI/AAAAAAAABYg/uj9DuRa5xH4/s72-c/BILD0955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-12997254399423975</id><published>2009-11-06T19:24:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:26:34.689Z</updated><title type='text'>Gr...gr....gr</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Having recovered well from Apple Fever  I have recently succumbed to an outbreak of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ebook&lt;/span&gt; book mania. After much frustration the eagerly awaited object arrived. It wasn't the delay that was irksome, anything can go astray,it was just the way in which it was handled -- the unanswered e-mails,still ignored letter and unfulfilled promises of return phone calls . Never mind IT eventually arrived and then the fun began.I had it up and running on both PC and Mac in no time at all. Wonderful ! The success was quite heady until it all went pear shaped. There were a hundred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; loaded books and I went through them. Don't want to read Frankenstein -- delete -nor War and Peace ( might not live long enough to know the ending )-- delete, also had enough Shakespeare -- delete-and so it went on, until I deleted something I shouldn't have done and was left with a shelf full of new books and as much as I tried no way could I transfer them to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ebookreader&lt;/span&gt; . I think I have heard a saying "If it ain't broke don't fix it " Wish I had taken notice . I kept digging a deeper and deeper hole .The support line offering ' friendly advice' responded with silence. I went to see Mr. Plug and Play at the local computer shop,and he didn't know anything about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ebooks&lt;/span&gt; and didn't seem interested in learning either.At the moment IT is cast aside and looks at me with silent reproach. Don't know what to try next&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gr...gr...gr...2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;digitalisation&lt;/span&gt; BBC2 has disappeared from the TV. Again I spent ages tuning in, reinstalling, unplugging, replugging trying this, that and the other all to no avail. Went to the TV shop and it was full of angry and frustrated people with the same problem. It looks as though we'll need some new equipment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gr ...gr....gr.... 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just settled down resignedly when R. said , "Er-the central heating hasn't come on. I've had enough of technology today" Couldn't help but agree with him, and thought of the days when life was much simpler with an old-fashioned paper reading book, a wireless with a choice of Home Service or Light Programme and if you were cold you threw another shovelful of nutty slack on the fire.What price progress !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a trip to the Garden Centre on Thursday and Christmas is now in full swing there even down to the Carols. I thought I had seen it all with Father Christmas outfits for dogs, but they had Advent Calendars for cats on sale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A happy weekend to all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-12997254399423975?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/12997254399423975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=12997254399423975' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/12997254399423975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/12997254399423975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/11/grgrgr.html' title='Gr...gr....gr'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-9047374628481974445</id><published>2009-10-28T16:03:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:44:45.663Z</updated><title type='text'>pot pourri</title><content type='html'>Been busy sorting out the social calendar. Suddenly it seems to be my turn to be hostess to everyone so have issued invitations left right and centre and hope they don't all want to come at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is looming and the shops are now full of goodies. Even the dogs are catered for this year -- we saw some little Father Christmas coats and hats for pooches along with the usual Christmas stockings full of doggy treats.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to bow out of 'Create Tuesday ' I was hoping that I was going to be hailed as another Grandma Moses but I don't think it's going to happen. Will just have to accept the lack of artistic talent, gracefully retire and stick to baking. My efforts this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suhtb3bX8RI/AAAAAAAABXw/GCErDBdUS6I/s1600-h/dresser+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397684478906200338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suhtb3bX8RI/AAAAAAAABXw/GCErDBdUS6I/s400/dresser+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;or after today perhaps not !&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suht1yEzxnI/AAAAAAAABX4/wxMEz6vrVPA/s1600-h/dresser+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suht1yEzxnI/AAAAAAAABX4/wxMEz6vrVPA/s1600-h/dresser+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397684924145976946" style="WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suht1yEzxnI/AAAAAAAABX4/wxMEz6vrVPA/s400/dresser+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am disappointed to report that I haven't received my e-book reader yet. I ordered it from 'Borders ' three weeks ago and in spite ot two phone calls ( with promises of return calls not honoured ) one e-mail of one letter to Head Office no joy.They took my money straight away but have not come up with the goods.This is my first dealing and probably the last with this company.I hope they get a move on soon as I ordered and received by return, from a different company,a DVD with 16,000 books on it and time is running out.&lt;br /&gt;In the past I've always found online shopping very satisfactory but I'm going to Boycott 'Borders' in future .&lt;br /&gt;It's November already next week. Whatever you're doing have a happy time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-9047374628481974445?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/9047374628481974445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=9047374628481974445' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/9047374628481974445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/9047374628481974445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-pot-pourri.html' title='pot pourri'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Suhtb3bX8RI/AAAAAAAABXw/GCErDBdUS6I/s72-c/dresser+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6883201698067088031</id><published>2009-10-20T16:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:32:47.951+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Jabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have had an enforced break this week because I've been wearing my nurse's hat. Last week we both had our yearly Flu Jabs and were fine as usual until Friday when suddenly R. felt unwell being hot/cold/shivery and achy and looking a bit poorly. Most unusual for him he took to his bed. I also developed a bit of a sniffle but that didn't justify bed rest. Now according to reports you are only vaccinated with inactive viruses and if you develop flu symptoms it's just a coincidence ! I have my doubts , though as far as we know we haven't been in contact with any Flu victims- all's quiet here on the cold front. I spent all weekend mopping the fevered brow and running up and down stairs keeping a good supply of hot and cold drinks at the ready . Fortunately R. is better now and I'm glad because he can resume his duties. I've got out of the the habit of making supper, washing up, taking rubbish to the bin , cleaning shoes and maintaining my bicycle and as well I've also got used to being chauffeured about .(Perhaps it was all a put up job-a plea for recognition-no- he must have been ill he didn't go cycling or even dust the baby in the garage )&lt;br /&gt;The squirrels haven't hibernated yet. The baby wasn't very adept at hanging upside down to have its dinner so R made him a little seat and he seems to like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St64wEWWThI/AAAAAAAABXo/DAqqKNayftU/s1600-h/dresser+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394952539577142802" style="WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St64wEWWThI/AAAAAAAABXo/DAqqKNayftU/s400/dresser+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St3apoPfrPI/AAAAAAAABXg/zH1KDoIXVaU/s1600-h/dresser+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my &lt;a href="http://createtuesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lissa's Create Tuesday &lt;/a&gt;10 contribution-subject - Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St3aVbYPtmI/AAAAAAAABXY/iqEVo2O8tqs/s1600-h/dresser+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394707990321280610" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St3aVbYPtmI/AAAAAAAABXY/iqEVo2O8tqs/s400/dresser+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6883201698067088031?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6883201698067088031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6883201698067088031' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6883201698067088031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6883201698067088031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/flu-jabs.html' title='Flu Jabs'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/St64wEWWThI/AAAAAAAABXo/DAqqKNayftU/s72-c/dresser+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2417864655874630884</id><published>2009-10-11T18:53:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:27:06.234+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIb1OkTJcI/AAAAAAAABWw/zaFqIz_aDlw/s1600-h/!cid_922D9572-2E51-4D8A-A18C-77C30B5EF3DB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391402305173267906" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIb1OkTJcI/AAAAAAAABWw/zaFqIz_aDlw/s400/!cid_922D9572-2E51-4D8A-A18C-77C30B5EF3DB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our frequent visitors. Sometimes he brings his wife for a bit of lunch. Yesterday they both came and brought the baby but they wouldn't keep still long enough to be photographed .They are very clever and resourceful and we like to watch their antics as they raid the bird table and try to empty the nutfeeders .I know that they are often considered pests- in fact , it was suggested that when they are culled they could be eaten as the meat is very nutritious! Ugh !!!It doesn't bear thinking about,it would be like eating the cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for our usual country run yesterday.It was a pleasant outing, a lovely Autumn day, and we had a satisfying pub lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A view of the Ribble Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391404354371978018" style="WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIdsgbWAyI/AAAAAAAABW4/gNEFwHKbMMM/s400/!cid_76677622-E9A1-4AC9-9B31-4CF668FDB2D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hornby. There is a heron perched on the weir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391405382920095346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIeoYEUxnI/AAAAAAAABXA/vKCJOk07wfg/s400/!cid_44203A02-B3E0-40B2-8B0D-B62427002E7C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We met this likely lad on the moors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIfHI3oacI/AAAAAAAABXI/w3aDCFCYKgg/s1600-h/!cid_BF2073E1-4FB3-4B71-922F-652006C299CC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391405911416269250" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIfHI3oacI/AAAAAAAABXI/w3aDCFCYKgg/s400/!cid_BF2073E1-4FB3-4B71-922F-652006C299CC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This week promises to be exciting! I have been fancying an e-book reader to ease my multitasking love of knitting and reading at the same time. (I imagine that real book lovers will hold up their hands in horror at the mention of &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ebook&lt;/span&gt; .)Yesterday they were featured in the daily paper with reviews and ratings. Now at my time of life you can't hang about too long so I ordered one right away. I've done some research and there is a DVD with 16,000 classics -everything from a complete Shakespeare to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and I can download the modern stuff. How utterly amazing ! If I go in The Home I can take my complete library in my handbag ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;What with new clothes and new toys I can see I'll be wanting to go away on holiday next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIw6kzfWTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/O7LIvRjog2A/s1600-h/dresser+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391425486786091314" style="WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIw6kzfWTI/AAAAAAAABXQ/O7LIvRjog2A/s400/dresser+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My contribution to Create Tuesday 09&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2417864655874630884?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2417864655874630884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2417864655874630884' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2417864655874630884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2417864655874630884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-photos.html' title='Some photos.'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/StIb1OkTJcI/AAAAAAAABWw/zaFqIz_aDlw/s72-c/!cid_922D9572-2E51-4D8A-A18C-77C30B5EF3DB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-873965107591781181</id><published>2009-10-04T15:57:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T11:42:03.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Clothes</title><content type='html'>Today I decided I needed some new clothes. I know I got a T-shirt only last week and the wardrobe is a bit full but a girl has to splash out now and again doesn't she? It was a good opportunity because R. was out cycling and he's not very keen on clothes shopping because it tends to be a bit lengthy, so out came my bicycle and off I went to the shops for a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pawm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SsjigQs1qCI/AAAAAAAABWY/vcq4o0hXlM8/s1600-h/!cid_2D781990-0F30-4374-900B-C7D3B81A18B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388805998015522850" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SsjigQs1qCI/AAAAAAAABWY/vcq4o0hXlM8/s400/!cid_2D781990-0F30-4374-900B-C7D3B81A18B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I liked this top, it fitted nicely and felt comfortable . It was priced £15 and is really only a glorified T-shirt . However, here goes-I took it to the counter to pay and the assistant asked if I also wanted to  buy a catalogue with free lip gloss included . I declined. Had she said,"Catalogue with free &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;face lift&lt;/span&gt;" I might have been tempted . As I produced  the money  I  jokingly said," Are there any bargain offers today?" "Yes, if you buy a catalogue with free lip gloss there's 40% off your purchase" " Right, I'll have one. " so my top cost £9.30 and with free lip gloss. I'll enjoy wearing it all the more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to buy this jumper to go with a curly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whirly&lt;/span&gt; (à la Eva )I had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Ssji149lY-I/AAAAAAAABWg/fT6w24ey72g/s1600-h/!cid_73102A5D-2D3F-400B-9CB5-78F326AC96D7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388806369600431074" style="WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Ssji149lY-I/AAAAAAAABWg/fT6w24ey72g/s400/!cid_73102A5D-2D3F-400B-9CB5-78F326AC96D7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And I fell for this natty little cardigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SsjjMlABWhI/AAAAAAAABWo/VoqHkqcFCNg/s1600-h/!cid_8FA441DE-790D-4972-A2C2-9E84D75A121C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388806759378934290" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SsjjMlABWhI/AAAAAAAABWo/VoqHkqcFCNg/s400/!cid_8FA441DE-790D-4972-A2C2-9E84D75A121C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I have to confess to slimming down the photos a bit. If the famous can be air brush enhanced I can also have a little technical help )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-873965107591781181?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/873965107591781181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=873965107591781181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/873965107591781181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/873965107591781181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-decided-i-needed-some-new.html' title='New Clothes'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SsjigQs1qCI/AAAAAAAABWY/vcq4o0hXlM8/s72-c/!cid_2D781990-0F30-4374-900B-C7D3B81A18B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3551822757403266549</id><published>2009-09-27T19:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:11:14.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Swim</title><content type='html'>The holidays are over ,everything returns to normal, and all is in full swing once again. It was Alston Hall on Friday and as usual it was a great day. It was lovely to meet up with everyone and catch up with all the news. I did some spinning as well.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday two friends who we worked with when we had a craft unit came to visit. We always enjoy their company. David is one of life's treasures -- someone who will happily do anything for anyone. We had a good chat and then went to the Freeport in the afternoon. Really it's a shame that we only go to the seaside when we have visitors. It was warm and sunny with plenty of pleasure craft bobbing about in the harbour -pleasant sea breezes as well. We looked around the shops and went into M &amp;amp; S. David bought an outfit for his holidays and I bought a nice T-shirt for 99p ! In the evening we all went to our favourite countryside restaurant and had a locally sourced, home-cooked dinner -- everything absolutely delicious.. A good day altogether !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today has been a baking day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sr-54HvmJQI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZMCup06Kj9Y/s1600-h/dresser+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386228053160895746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sr-54HvmJQI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZMCup06Kj9Y/s400/dresser+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On Wednesday I am   meeting up with some ex colleagues so I made some Date Squares,a Chocolate Cake,a Coffee Walnut cake (using Lilly's recipe) a Fruit Loaf ( the brick at the back of the photo )and some Cheese Scones for my diabetic friend.We meet at the local garden centre for lunch and then come here for tea cakes,reminiscences and give  thanks for our retirement.&lt;br /&gt;Craft wise I knitting socks at the moment and doing a bit of tapestry now and again-- it's not really creative enough for me but I find it soothing and restful.&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3551822757403266549?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3551822757403266549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3551822757403266549' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3551822757403266549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3551822757403266549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-swim.html' title='Back in the Swim'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sr-54HvmJQI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZMCup06Kj9Y/s72-c/dresser+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5703653620843504117</id><published>2009-09-20T19:18:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:11:56.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It  really happened !</title><content type='html'>There has been a large lemon lurking about in the kitchen for ages -- I kept intending to use it and today I finally got around to it. I decided to make an all- in- one- lemon drizzle cake -- no , as we were out of cake -- I'll make two ! I propped the recipe book on the stand and went ahead throwing double of everything into the mixer bowl -- until I came to 10 ozs. of mixed dried fruit ?????...... Yes, you guessed ,halfway through the page had flipped over to Fruit Cake and I hadn't noticed! I tried in vain to remove some excess butter and sugar , but it was all mixed up with eggs  so I had to do some jiggery pokery and I ended up with three lemonish  cakes. They look OK , just hope they taste OK -- otherwise , I'll be fine for trifle bases for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://createtuesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lissa's&lt;/a&gt; Create Tuesday 07 is entitled " Cover Story "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SrZ4fRWjylI/AAAAAAAABVw/qcimyQHBccc/s1600-h/cover_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383622883197307474" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SrZ4fRWjylI/AAAAAAAABVw/qcimyQHBccc/s400/cover_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A literal interpretation. We used to have a craft unit in a converted cotton mill and there was still a remnant shop so I bought masses of bits of material for a song., I made this cover and it's been very useful . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It is a bit autobiographical in a way because it represents making the best of what's available in an attempt to achieve coherence and meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5703653620843504117?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5703653620843504117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5703653620843504117' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5703653620843504117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5703653620843504117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-really-happened.html' title='It  really happened !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SrZ4fRWjylI/AAAAAAAABVw/qcimyQHBccc/s72-c/cover_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8547687916730971772</id><published>2009-09-15T15:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:00:24.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and pieces. bits and pieces.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All I've crossed off the 'have not' list is 'tapestry'. I finally finished it ! It just needs blocking and making up -- I think I'll make a bag. Alas , more things are being added to the list so it is longer than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week , I did manage a mammoth bake of biscuits and cookies. Also , we went to a car rally -- the last of the year -- so I should have more time now to become a more productive blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Japra posted some beautiful photographs of clouds and when I noticed a lovely sunset the other evening I was inspired to dash for my camera and capture it . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-jZymEfZI/AAAAAAAABVY/DAR4lxRFzj0/s1600-h/dresser+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381699743204539794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-jZymEfZI/AAAAAAAABVY/DAR4lxRFzj0/s400/dresser+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken from the bedroom window looking towards the sea &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here is my contribution for &lt;a href="http://createtuesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lissa's &lt;/a&gt;Create Tuesday 06&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-kgir18CI/AAAAAAAABVg/d7QtM_JMCog/s1600-h/dresser+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-ns31GRdI/AAAAAAAABVo/6iWswhYisCE/s1600-h/dresser+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381704469073774034" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-ns31GRdI/AAAAAAAABVo/6iWswhYisCE/s400/dresser+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy rest of the week !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8547687916730971772?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8547687916730971772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8547687916730971772' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8547687916730971772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8547687916730971772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/bits-and-pieces-bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and pieces. bits and pieces.........'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sq-jZymEfZI/AAAAAAAABVY/DAR4lxRFzj0/s72-c/dresser+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1802909722354692757</id><published>2009-09-08T19:23:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T19:52:05.146+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking Again !</title><content type='html'>Been slacking yet again !Can't believe it's over a week since I last blogged. Where why does it all go? Maybe it's a question of motivation . I am not a compulsive scribbler but I am inquisitive and like to read about other people and their lives.&lt;br /&gt;However this week I have:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) been to the usual classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) been out to lunch with Dorothy and her husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) been blackberrying and we gathered 10 pounds between us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week , I have not:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) been on holiday to the Maldives, Scotland, the Lake District or even Knott End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b) finished that tapestry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;c) cleared out that jumble that passes as a wardrobe &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;d) been to a hoedown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e)blogged every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then, one has to keep something in reserve for leaner times doesn't one ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My contribution to &lt;a href="http://createtuesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lissa's&lt;/a&gt; Create Tuesday 05"Splinters " -a splintered Spider Plant giving hope of regeneration and rebirth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sqak5D2HzNI/AAAAAAAABVQ/vnyFTqtwsqA/s1600-h/!cid_23B8CF07-E4B6-47DB-B7F5-19F522A18903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379168105132444882" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sqak5D2HzNI/AAAAAAAABVQ/vnyFTqtwsqA/s400/!cid_23B8CF07-E4B6-47DB-B7F5-19F522A18903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1802909722354692757?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1802909722354692757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1802909722354692757' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1802909722354692757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1802909722354692757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/09/slacking-again.html' title='Slacking Again !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sqak5D2HzNI/AAAAAAAABVQ/vnyFTqtwsqA/s72-c/!cid_23B8CF07-E4B6-47DB-B7F5-19F522A18903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5373103141424998351</id><published>2009-08-31T11:40:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:58:49.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back Alison !</title><content type='html'>Alison's back revitalised , re energized and raring to go! She gave as a hard time today to make up for all last week's slacking. It was all go go go but very enjoyable although we didn't always think so as we were put through our paces.&lt;br /&gt;The music is one of the best features of the class because it's lively and uplifting. My favourites are, " He's gotta have big blue eyes... "," Doncha wish your cocoa was hot , like me ? "(Carol has told me that it's not 'cocoa' its 'girlfriend' -- but it  still reaches the back as 'cocoa') " I know what I want and I wann it now"(don't agree with the sentiments but it's a nice catchy tune)&lt;br /&gt;" Shelter, Shelter" is quite dramatic although I don't know if it's an air raid or a storm warning. Abba songs also make good prancing tunes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my contribution for"The Wreck of my Memories " &lt;a href="http://createtuesdayblogspot.com/"&gt;Lissa's&lt;/a&gt;" Create Tuesday o4" It's a bit sombre . I did it on Sunday and it's obvious that I hadn't had my exercise fix for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpusPmzrQbI/AAAAAAAABUo/PUATb0FyTfk/s1600-h/dresser+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376079964312125874" style="WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpusPmzrQbI/AAAAAAAABUo/PUATb0FyTfk/s400/dresser+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5373103141424998351?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5373103141424998351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5373103141424998351' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5373103141424998351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5373103141424998351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-back-alison.html' title='Welcome back Alison !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpusPmzrQbI/AAAAAAAABUo/PUATb0FyTfk/s72-c/dresser+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7718398010778999166</id><published>2009-08-25T09:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:22:58.165+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Home !</title><content type='html'>We had a pleasant visit with my brother and his family with lots of chatting, laughing and noshing !&lt;br /&gt;Back home to aerobics today. Alison our usual instructor is on holiday so we had a substitute. She is recently qualified and although the poor lass tried her best it was a bit of a shambles. For a start the microphone wouldn't work, so with 40 of us, a different routine and very loud music it was difficult to hear instructions. Twice we all ended up in a tangle of arms and legs in the middle of the floor . However substitution is not always easy and it must have been difficult for her but she is a very nice girl and I think it's just a case of 'experience teaches' and she will do well in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Alison knows us all and arranges her classes to suit every ability but this class was geared to the majority, the young and fit. I took up my usual place at the back and tried to keep up with the herd . I kept hearing," Pony" shouted out , and I gathered that we were all supposed to do a sort of canter to the front and then back again. There was no chance of this old cart horse doing that so I just had to plod along behind the ponies and keep out of their way. What made it worse was the fact that all the other back row cart horses were away on holiday so I stuck out like a sore hoof. I think that I'll stay in the stable with a bag of oats tomorrow. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpOsEutrE6I/AAAAAAAABUY/0EEkR8_OGJM/s1600-h/animals%25205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373827977642185634" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpOsEutrE6I/AAAAAAAABUY/0EEkR8_OGJM/s400/animals%25205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alison I hope you're enjoying Cyprus but please come back soon !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7718398010778999166?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7718398010778999166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7718398010778999166' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7718398010778999166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7718398010778999166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-home.html' title='Back Home !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SpOsEutrE6I/AAAAAAAABUY/0EEkR8_OGJM/s72-c/animals%25205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4593939367338846816</id><published>2009-08-19T14:42:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T18:51:26.125+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Green for Balance and Harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SowBdr51fmI/AAAAAAAABUA/AJYKUAUHmCM/s1600-h/dresser+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371670065059298914" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SowBdr51fmI/AAAAAAAABUA/AJYKUAUHmCM/s400/dresser+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was my entry for &lt;a href="http://createtuesday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa's &lt;/a&gt;'Create Tuesday 03 ' but it's too late because it's now Tuesday 04 ! I'll have to try to be on time for the next one ! The theme was COLOURS- what colour speaks to you,makes you feel happy and tingly when you see it ! For me that colour is green because it represents balance and harmony.It also makes me think of the cycle of rebirth and growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoxKDWflncI/AAAAAAAABUQ/2vAiM4yFBMw/s1600-h/!cid_30DB697C-6D00-4FB5-89C2-EA05BE7294D9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371749876984290754" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoxKDWflncI/AAAAAAAABUQ/2vAiM4yFBMw/s400/!cid_30DB697C-6D00-4FB5-89C2-EA05BE7294D9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We enjoyed Dorothy's party in spite of the rain although the sun did shine for us to go outside for the cake cutting ceremony.It was lovely to meet all Dorothy's family and friends . Otherwise the week has been uneventful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're going to Birmingham this weekend to see my brother and his wife . They have lived in their present house for over thirty years but are downsizing to a bungalow so it will be our last visit. We have all had some wonderful times there over the years. It will be a bit sad but we have to move on and look forward to 'warming' the new place !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Weekend !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4593939367338846816?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4593939367338846816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4593939367338846816' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4593939367338846816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4593939367338846816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/green-for-balance-and-harmony.html' title='Green for Balance and Harmony'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SowBdr51fmI/AAAAAAAABUA/AJYKUAUHmCM/s72-c/dresser+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3123095790148308105</id><published>2009-08-13T16:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:40:51.033+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Busy Life !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoQqvhj8BiI/AAAAAAAABS4/7LaEtML4qIM/s1600-h/aerobics.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369463651683796514" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoQqvhj8BiI/AAAAAAAABS4/7LaEtML4qIM/s400/aerobics.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Spent today recovering from yesterday.Wednesday's aerobics is a 'killer' It's called 'Hi-Lo' but that's a misnomer if ever there was one. It should be Hi-Hi 'because if you try to do the 'Lo' you are in danger of getting mown down by the herd doing the 'Hi' . You just have to grit your teeth and get a move on.You must get bucketfuls of serotonin charging to the brain though because at the end you feel energized and full of get up and go.&lt;br /&gt;After the class we went to the supermarket and then I spent a pleasant afternoon making lavender bags to raise funds for charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoQsjrQTBII/AAAAAAAABTA/6YsiDxoG1hA/s1600-h/dresser+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369465647150597250" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoQsjrQTBII/AAAAAAAABTA/6YsiDxoG1hA/s400/dresser+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then a friend called to ask if I could help sort something out on her computer (never been asked that before -felt quite flattered !) Next my daughter, her partner and one son arrived for coffee and a chat .&lt;br /&gt;.After tea R. went to a meeting and I caught up with some computer work.&lt;br /&gt;Today was payback time and the get up and go had gone.This morning I made a half hearted attempt at Body Conditioning but I came out in a worse condition than when I went in. It was cleaning day as well- and I'm such a creature of habit that hell might freeze over if I don't do the Thursday clean.However I discovered some shortcuts.It's been a lovely day so I decided to change and wash the covers on the suite. I managed to climb into the loft to get the spares but couldn't budge the box and bring it down. Not to be foiled I threw the covers down the ladder piece by piece with careless abandon and quite enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;I know some people manage to sit down to iron. Today I managed to sit down to vacuum ! It was easy-- especially with the swivel chair.&lt;br /&gt;All is finished now so a day of relaxation and rest beckons for tomorrow ! On Saturday Dorothy, my spinning friend, is having a Garden Party (hopefully) to celebrate her 80th birthday -- that should be very enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3123095790148308105?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3123095790148308105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3123095790148308105' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3123095790148308105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3123095790148308105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-life.html' title='A Busy Life !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SoQqvhj8BiI/AAAAAAAABS4/7LaEtML4qIM/s72-c/aerobics.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-6156070783702294086</id><published>2009-08-06T14:26:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:28:40.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Rallies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Snrmv5tzCcI/AAAAAAAABSw/cJ0HmdBg_gY/s1600-h/garden+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366855616586516930" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Snrmv5tzCcI/AAAAAAAABSw/cJ0HmdBg_gY/s400/garden+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car rally season is in full swing and we did two last weekend. I'm just a follower and go for the ride although I come in useful for car sitting so that R.can go walk about and hobnob with his cronies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrbPVY45II/AAAAAAAABR8/JoXP-gMAefc/s1600-h/dresser+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366842962451424386" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrbPVY45II/AAAAAAAABR8/JoXP-gMAefc/s400/dresser+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobnobbing at Heysham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to Hebden Bridge and it was the best rally we have ever entered.It was in a lovely setting, was organized to the last detail and ran like clockwork.! A Marshall with a microphone welcomed everyone as they entered the field and asked "Can you tell us a bit about your car ?"Most people trotted out the usual details- age, history, cost, restoration, refinements and adaptations. One chap just replied,"It's 0range" (and it certainly was) and another said,"It's just a big tin money box" (and that's also certainly very true)&lt;br /&gt;Some of the cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrdtTiJE2I/AAAAAAAABSE/_OfMI6RwB7A/s1600-h/dresser+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366845676372693858" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrdtTiJE2I/AAAAAAAABSE/_OfMI6RwB7A/s400/dresser+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrehgAxSNI/AAAAAAAABSg/xuArh71JmVQ/s1600-h/dresser+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366846573075581138" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnrehgAxSNI/AAAAAAAABSg/xuArh71JmVQ/s400/dresser+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnreLuYK3QI/AAAAAAAABSY/KFWJFG7qBGU/s1600-h/dresser+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366846198974700802" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnreLuYK3QI/AAAAAAAABSY/KFWJFG7qBGU/s400/dresser+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday we're off to Lytham Hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Weekend folks !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-6156070783702294086?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/6156070783702294086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=6156070783702294086' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6156070783702294086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/6156070783702294086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/08/car-rallies.html' title='Car Rallies'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Snrmv5tzCcI/AAAAAAAABSw/cJ0HmdBg_gY/s72-c/garden+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8960292231012207795</id><published>2009-07-31T15:23:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:20:33.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Food,Glorious Food !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnMBFhiq_yI/AAAAAAAABR0/94V_WaWnGEM/s1600-h/dresser+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364632775543160610" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnMBFhiq_yI/AAAAAAAABR0/94V_WaWnGEM/s400/dresser+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life flows along smoothly  if a bit quietly as lots of people are away. Have been stuck for Blog posts but as I was leafing through a magazine today I came across 'Celebrity Fav. Foods' I've no claim to fame yet , but it's an idea , especially as food ranks high on my list of priorities. My son always used to say" Mum, you equate food with love" (I hope he meant love for people and not for fish and chips) . We are aspiring vegetarians because really I don't think it's our right to kill and eat living creatures -- although sometimes I am tempted to relinquish my principles and I fall by the wayside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top 10 in order &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 Stuffed mushrooms - the large field variety stuffed with chopped veg.(carrots, celery, onion, leeks- whatever I have) , pine nuts, bread crumbs and grated cheese. Baked , surrounded by tomatoes and served with home made potato wedges doused in pesto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.Chocolate in any shape or form-- boxes,bars,drops,chips,biscuits,Nut Sundae,chocolate cheesecake,Death by Chocolate and Nutella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Baked potato with cheese, tuna or baked beans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4.A selection of salads with egg mayonnaise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5.Candy  Floss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6.Take away Curry.I usually have vegetable Dhansak. I have tried to make it at home but it never turns out quite like Tariqs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Quorn- fillets with black bean sauce  or chopped up in stir fry. Mince in bolognese sauce ,Shepherd's Pie or  just savoury mince and tatties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now for the lapses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8.Roast chicken dinner--chicken leg,apple sauce, stuffing,roast potatoes,peas carrots and home made chicken gravy -just like Mum used to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9.Black Pudding.When I was married at first I had a two hour bus journey to work each morning.I usually got a lift  part way home but had  a 20 minutes wait  to catch a bus in Bury-the home of  the Black Pudding. I particularly remember one damp, foggy November afternoon as I  walked round the market to pass the time. I came across a man selling hot Black Puddings and I bought one.  What bliss ! Now whenever I have Black Pudding I am transported back to that afternoon   and can recall the delicious taste ,the fog and the cold damp  and remember the youthful feelings , just married,looking forward to seeing  my new husband, and all of life spread out endlessly before me.  Hey Ho ! Where's it all gone ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10.Fish and Chips.We have an award winning fish and chip shop nearby and if we are late  coming home anytime. we call for a take away although the cost always surprises me because I can remember a 1d bag of  chips and fish were 2d  but they were a luxury only for special occasions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder what others would rate as their  top 10?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The restful days are  numbered. Saturday and Sunday it's an early start for some car rallies and on Monday it's a Jacobs Join so I'll have to get busy stuffing eggs and chopping things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A happy weekend to all  !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8960292231012207795?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8960292231012207795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8960292231012207795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8960292231012207795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8960292231012207795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/foodglorious-food.html' title='Food,Glorious Food !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SnMBFhiq_yI/AAAAAAAABR0/94V_WaWnGEM/s72-c/dresser+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-4176899416611384136</id><published>2009-07-23T16:22:00.026+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:13:43.432+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger the Woodworker</title><content type='html'>It is very quiet here at the moment. All the classes are either suspended until Autumn or reduced in size! People are departing to all sorts of exotic places like Jamaica, the Grand Canyon, Jersey, Scotland and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knott&lt;/span&gt;- End- on-Sea.&lt;br /&gt;The only travelling I am doing just now is to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blogosphere&lt;/span&gt;. I was interested to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Banksia&lt;/span&gt; Nuts growing in &lt;a href="http://cranethie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cathy's &lt;/a&gt;garden in Australia because at one time R used them a lot. We had a Craft Unit in an old cotton mill and he demonstrated wood turning and used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Banksias&lt;/span&gt; to make attractive odds and ends like these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;candle holders&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmiDApXtGeI/AAAAAAAABQ4/1Rukx1Dx6zo/s1600-h/dresser+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361679403513092578" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmiDApXtGeI/AAAAAAAABQ4/1Rukx1Dx6zo/s400/dresser+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R. has always had an affinity with wood and in his time worked as a joiner,carpenter,cabinet maker,wood turner and furniture restorer and made some beautiful pieces. Just after we met he decided to start his own business and I became one of his first customers and ordered an Oak Dresser.It was interesting to see it evolve from a heap of planks.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361718403632961746" style="WIDTH: 452px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmimewI3mNI/AAAAAAAABRo/Di-7z8_sVHU/s400/dresser_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;to this !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmiB0VtD_SI/AAAAAAAABQo/ml17QdHRK-4/s1600-h/dresser+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361678092563905826" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmiB0VtD_SI/AAAAAAAABQo/ml17QdHRK-4/s400/dresser+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;R also enjoyed restoration work. Here are some before and after photos( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; digital )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmilPgQaeLI/AAAAAAAABRg/T3vbxqBYz08/s1600-h/dresser_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361717042159974578" style="WIDTH: 462px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmilPgQaeLI/AAAAAAAABRg/T3vbxqBYz08/s400/dresser_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When I first met R. I was also in need of restoration as my husband had died ,the children had left home and I was pretty miserable-- but dipped and polished I came up good as new (well, almost)&lt;br /&gt;When retirement came, to my amazement , out went all the lathes, routers, drills, sanders etc.and in came four bikes and a classic car.I could now do with a new cupboard but it looks as though I'll have to bring in a joiner--if I can find one.&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Weekend&lt;/span&gt; to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-4176899416611384136?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/4176899416611384136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=4176899416611384136' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4176899416611384136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/4176899416611384136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/roger-woodworker.html' title='Roger the Woodworker'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SmiDApXtGeI/AAAAAAAABQ4/1Rukx1Dx6zo/s72-c/dresser+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1886399823278488280</id><published>2009-07-15T13:34:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:16:54.317+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forays into Felting</title><content type='html'>This post is inspired by JAPRA so if it's not very interesting it's all her fault !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find wool felt making most enjoyable. The idea is to use a combination of hot water, soap and friction to get the scales on the fibres to interlock and shrink into a smooth fabric. There are various ways of felting the easiest being to machine wash a piece of knitting or a knitted article on a hot cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had done some bits of felting trying out several methods and decided it was time to branch out, think big and make a waistcoat.This is the method I used. I needed a large piece of material to cut and sew , so I got to work on an old door laid flat on the back lawn. I used three layers of carded fleece, alternating them horizontally and vertically. The base layer was brown Shetland (fine wool like this gives the best results) . The second and third layers were a mixture of dyed fleece with a few fancy bits, like silk, introduced here and there. Then I sprayed the lot with warm, soapy water and started a gentle patting (you could use your feet for this part if you desire-- as long as they're not too big) . When all started to cohere I became a bit tougher and rubbed with a circular motion until the fabric had started to shrink and felt and hold together well. Next I wrapped it in a piece of bamboo matting and rolled it and rolled it and rolled it. Finally I ended up with a lovely piece of beautiful felt (Ha ha ha ) Read on !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My First Waistcoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3TOX-Ua_I/AAAAAAAABPo/zZCT0EqzXg4/s1600-h/dresser+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3VR75G6YI/AAAAAAAABQA/W2aRW8uNwpQ/s1600-h/dresser+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358673635752470914" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3VR75G6YI/AAAAAAAABQA/W2aRW8uNwpQ/s400/dresser+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;turned into a bag .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Second Waistcoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3T-yoC0FI/AAAAAAAABPw/2Bhh9n1kBgM/s1600-h/dresser+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358672207335837778" style="WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3T-yoC0FI/AAAAAAAABPw/2Bhh9n1kBgM/s400/dresser+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;turned into two more bags and a pair of slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My third Waistcoat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3Ufl7EQVI/AAAAAAAABP4/TMzwINc9NZc/s1600-h/dresser+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358672770861646162" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3Ufl7EQVI/AAAAAAAABP4/TMzwINc9NZc/s400/dresser+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually looked like a waistcoat although by the time I had finished surreptitiously patching a few thin places, done a bit of machine embroidery and added a Vylene backing I ended up with a garment that would serve admirably as a bulletproof vest--as long as I'm shot from the front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do suffer it occasionally but it is pleasant to look at and I can recall the joy of making it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1886399823278488280?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1886399823278488280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1886399823278488280' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1886399823278488280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1886399823278488280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/forays-into-felting.html' title='Forays into Felting'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sl3VR75G6YI/AAAAAAAABQA/W2aRW8uNwpQ/s72-c/dresser+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-829839092934467510</id><published>2009-07-12T13:35:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:29:48.851+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SloMilrVLKI/AAAAAAAABPY/779cN-JXCcE/s400/BILD0792.JPG'/><title type='text'>A Spinner's Dilemma !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Friday it was spinning at Alston Hall. As usual it was a lovely day with plenty of laughter, delicious nosh, expert tuition and of course a bit of work . There are some sheep farmers and farmer's wives in the class and I thought that as it has just been clipping time there would be some fleeces for sale. On the way there I said to R," I'm definitely not going to buy a fleece today. I've got plenty and we've enough garments to last us until we get the telegram from the Queen - and the children won't be seen dead in-home knits " "O.K."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather ( www.keerfalls.co.uk ), one of our members, brought some fleeces from her flock and there were some beauties-White Faced Woodland, Shetland, Wensleydale x and a lovely grey Texel- Jacob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm not going to be tempted -- well maybe I'll just have a quick look at the grey -it's lovely, a gorgeous mix of shades-No- you don't need any more fleeces. I'll just have a little feel-delightfully soft -a shearling- NO." I walked away , but I kept glancing at it out of the corner of my eye and it seemed to be calling to me . It seemed to be saying," Take me home I want to be yours" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" I might wander over and admire it again -- no harm in that is there ? It is so reasonably priced, very clean, good staple length , easy to spin. I don't have a grey cardigan ----it won't go with your grey hair you'll look like an elephant." Perhaps Dorothy will share it? No, she won't-she's enough fleeces already . She's more sense than I have. "Forget it, turn your back on it and go back to your spinning "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlohQQrUd9I/AAAAAAAABPg/guitb2IPr5g/s1600-h/dresser+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357631269948913618" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlohQQrUd9I/AAAAAAAABPg/guitb2IPr5g/s400/dresser+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlngNbiFmnI/AAAAAAAABOw/JlPkeYMCCRw/s1600-h/dresser+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorting it out .Isn't it a beauty and wouldn't it have been a shame to miss it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren't many there on Friday as quite a few are on a holiday-- so I asked Heather if she would bring the fleeces again next time and she said she would-- perhaps I will have a little peek at one of those Shetlands but I definitely won't buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-829839092934467510?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/829839092934467510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=829839092934467510' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/829839092934467510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/829839092934467510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-friday-it-was-spinning-at-alston.html' title='A Spinner&apos;s Dilemma !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlohQQrUd9I/AAAAAAAABPg/guitb2IPr5g/s72-c/dresser+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-505981201042650048</id><published>2009-07-09T13:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:54:36.081+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Age Creepeth On !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlXjAdSj6sI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QI2cL07J2tY/s1600-h/dog.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356436928829057730" style="WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlXjAdSj6sI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QI2cL07J2tY/s400/dog.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday was a bit disastrous.I know it's Thursday today but it's taken three days to recover.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the usual Monday morning class and then on to my afternoon class where I was met with,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;" Where were  you ?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well I've been to aerobics, had a shower and then  a bite to eat- Why?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You were supposed to meet us for lunch at Pablos at 12 o'clock" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had completely forgotten ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next I amassed wool, glue,hessian, pipe cleaners, needles, thread and other bits and pieces to make a sheep at Spinning Guild that evening.As we were having tea , I said to R.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What's the date?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"6th July " &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Oh, no! It's not Spinning Guild tonight. It's next Monday ! "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are these signs of time marching on? Have always known where I was supposed to be and when--found it quite shocking and frightening to be making mistakes like these. Have resolved to be more mindful in future. There was no sympathy from R. All I got was &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's that computer again-- you're obsessed with it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind I suppose it could have been worse.The computer might have crashed or I could have forgotten where I stashed my chocolates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy weekend !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-505981201042650048?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/505981201042650048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=505981201042650048' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/505981201042650048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/505981201042650048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/old-age-creepeth-on.html' title='Old Age Creepeth On !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SlXjAdSj6sI/AAAAAAAABOQ/QI2cL07J2tY/s72-c/dog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3121358106428008841</id><published>2009-07-02T21:06:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:46:06.442+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Benevolent Despots</title><content type='html'>They say that education is never wasted, and it would seem so. I remember being in Sixth Form and learning about,” Benevolent Despots”.I now fancy becoming one for a spell in order to solve a few issues and so I have just got round to following up the history lessons with some homework .&lt;br /&gt;I read ,“ Benevolent despots were enlightened philosophers who felt enlightened despotism was the only real way for society to advance.”&lt;br /&gt;In my role as a Benevolent Despot I would adhere to the basic principles of freedom of speech ,freedom of the press,freedom to worship, freedom to own property and also foster the arts, sciences and education.&lt;br /&gt;As Absolute Monarch I could dispense with such things as politicians, unrealistic health and safety rules, the compensation culture, undeserved bonuses and other such annoyances I  appreciate the value of good and wise leadership of a family, a place of work, a school,in fact of any community. Have seen what happens when ‘while the cats away’ syndrome is operating (and have been one of the mice too) . Good attitude, effort and example seem to stem from the top cat.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would tackle traffic problems and only allow cars on the road that were factory set for 70 mph maximum speed. I’d also raise the age for driving to 20 . These measures would cut down the number of cars and accidents on the road and it also lead to healthier teenagers. No more driving lessons as a 17th birthday present (down the road from us there are five cars on the drive, one for each parent and one for each teenage child )&lt;br /&gt;Next, I’d crack down on litter. I’m ashamed of my rubbish strewn country. Other nations are completely litter free – why not ours? There was a beautiful pond nearby with weeping willows, ducks and water hens until some anglers came along(why anyone would want to mutilate a fish by catching it and then throwing it back. I don’t know-it’s supposed to be an evolutionary thing-but I think we should have evolved beyond that by now) Some anglers have left a legacy of bottles, cans and plastic packaging and wrapping spoiling such a lovely place. This seems to be the norm now for many people and places.&lt;br /&gt;Next, I would turn to ‘Benefits ‘. Surely there must be something basically wrong when it’s not worth working because you can get more money on benefits ?.&lt;br /&gt;The Benevolent Despot Frederick of Prussia did manage to transform his country from a European backwater to an economically strong and political reformed state.&lt;br /&gt;As I can only be a Benevolent Despot in the realms of fantasy I’ll just keep on taking my litter home, using one car and not claiming handouts and wishing people would do the same&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few starters.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what other would- be Benevolent Despots would do ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3121358106428008841?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3121358106428008841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3121358106428008841' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3121358106428008841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3121358106428008841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/07/benevolent-despots.html' title='Benevolent Despots'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2799992918954355665</id><published>2009-06-27T20:47:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:25:07.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fabulous Friday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a 'free' day. The house work was done, the meals were planned and R. was off cycling- the sun was shining and so time to make hay. I enjoyed the morning playing with a computer programme and the outcome was very successful. I had a sandwich lunch and went to aerobics where I met my friend Liz. I first met her just over a year ago and although we are very different we hit it off straight away and have become good friends. We have lots of fun together in class and it's a comfortable and pleasant relationship. I asked her if she would like to come back for a spot of afternoon tea and was pleased when she agreed. I had just got out the ice cream and Jane's strawberry confection that failed as jam but now masquerades as an absolutely delicious 'conserve' to serve with it,and some short bread biscuits when R. arrived back with one of his cycling friends and we joined forces. It was a glorious sunny afternoon and we all sat under the apple tree feasting,, drinking, chatting and exchanging light hearted banter. Everything seemed to be just right, everyone got on well together and it was a happy and relaxing time. Everything  felt perfect. I thought a photograph might just spoil it so didn't bother-- it was a bit of serendipity .&lt;br /&gt;When I look back to the warm summer of 09 I know I will always think of this lovely afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SkZ8z1dF6TI/AAAAAAAABN4/o-92q1yflGo/s1600-h/liz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352102437140687154" style="WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SkZ8z1dF6TI/AAAAAAAABN4/o-92q1yflGo/s400/liz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SkZ9GDbvxxI/AAAAAAAABOA/2VE26b99d8g/s1600-h/the+best+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352102750130784018" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SkZ9GDbvxxI/AAAAAAAABOA/2VE26b99d8g/s400/the+best+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2799992918954355665?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2799992918954355665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2799992918954355665' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2799992918954355665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2799992918954355665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/06/fabulous-friday.html' title='A Fabulous Friday'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SkZ8z1dF6TI/AAAAAAAABN4/o-92q1yflGo/s72-c/liz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-947733450282695387</id><published>2009-06-22T20:43:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T08:33:55.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Felting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_oNpL59rI/AAAAAAAABNw/ld74T8QZdR0/s1600-h/new+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350250203431171762" style="WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_oNpL59rI/AAAAAAAABNw/ld74T8QZdR0/s400/new+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_fGegSQCI/AAAAAAAABNI/3AkDo5ubirg/s1600-h/new+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350240184700125218" style="WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_fGegSQCI/AAAAAAAABNI/3AkDo5ubirg/s400/new+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good time was had by all on Friday! It was a day course at Alston Hall , making a felt bag. It was very successful and some lovely items were produced from glasses cases to handbags.Alas mine wasn't one of them--my end result was a bit pathetic --if I'd had a report it would have read,"Lacks concentration must try harder "I was too busy talking and listening instead of being focused&lt;br /&gt;The bag on the left. I made a couple of years ago--the one on the right I made Friday--sadly illustrating a lack of progress. Never mind , it was a very enjoyable day.I hope to post some of the other wonderful creations later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_hDspXPkI/AAAAAAAABNY/difY266Trdw/s1600-h/new+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350242335979945538" style="WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_hDspXPkI/AAAAAAAABNY/difY266Trdw/s400/new+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_kWxoQ7nI/AAAAAAAABNg/83MRgbeJTPY/s1600-h/new+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350245962269912690" style="WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_kWxoQ7nI/AAAAAAAABNg/83MRgbeJTPY/s400/new+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On Sunday I made the Classic Coffee Walnut Cake(&lt;a href="http://fearsomeandfabulous.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lilly's Life &lt;/a&gt;).It turned out well, light, flavoursome and most delicious. Will make it again but use an 8 inch pan instead of a nine inch. Many thanks for the recipe Lilly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-947733450282695387?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/947733450282695387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=947733450282695387' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/947733450282695387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/947733450282695387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/06/felting-good-time-was-had-by-all-on.html' title='Felting'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sj_oNpL59rI/AAAAAAAABNw/ld74T8QZdR0/s72-c/new+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7807851821925534914</id><published>2009-06-18T14:33:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:45:37.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O</title><content type='html'>Have been censured by my public for lack of effort and paucity of posts. When stuck for inspiration back to the lifesaving Meme. I'm up to letter &lt;strong&gt;O. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rnithology ?-done that-&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ver Wyre?-been there-&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rthopaedic? Once fell down a hole and sprained my ankle but that's not compulsive reading-&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;nomatopoeia ? -Oink.Oink ! &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rdinary ? Yes . that's me and delighted to be so. What does fame and fortune bring apart from comfortable misery? (&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;xymoron ) I wouldn't be able to slouch to the paper shop without the parraratzi hounding me and the thought of burglars after my jewels and goldplated taps would keep me awake so &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rdinariness suits me down to the ground .&lt;br /&gt;Here's the itinerary of a very &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rdinary person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MON &lt;/strong&gt;up with the lark (8.30). Breakfast. Then 9.30 Aerobics -- a good workout to start the week - very enjoyable -- catchy music -- sometimes a sing-along. Back home for coffee, a rest and lunch. P.M. off to meet my cronies for an afternoon of knitting, chatting and cross wording.Second Monday in the month Heddles and Treadles Guild for an evenings Spinning&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUE&lt;/strong&gt;.A.M. repeat , but substitute Pilates for aerobics. P.M. free time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WED&lt;/strong&gt;. A.M.aerobics again but more challenging today. Free afternoon. A bit of R. and R. ready for an evening with friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THUR&lt;/strong&gt;.A.M. Body Conditioning-with weights. The front row use 2 kg weights .I stand at the back with mine that resemble two 'Bonio' dog biscuits and pretend to be pumping iron.Back home as it's the weekly house cleaning day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRI&lt;/strong&gt;.Keeping Fit with the Over Fifties , unless it's Spinning at Alston Hall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAT&lt;/strong&gt; A day out at. A country run or shopping for bits and pieces R. is not enthusiastic about shopping.At the market there is Husband's Corner where I can deposit him or sometimes I put him in the  husband's creche.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUN&lt;/strong&gt;. A free day as R is out burning up the miles on his bike . There is a choice of activities baking,sewing,computing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjpXVyUMGZI/AAAAAAAABM0/lMv1QBETIHI/s1600-h/lance.psd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348683539251206546" style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjpXVyUMGZI/AAAAAAAABM0/lMv1QBETIHI/s400/lance.psd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R. on a Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freedom of being &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;rdinary is great !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7807851821925534914?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7807851821925534914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7807851821925534914' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7807851821925534914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7807851821925534914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/06/o.html' title='O'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjpXVyUMGZI/AAAAAAAABM0/lMv1QBETIHI/s72-c/lance.psd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-9025146462505304070</id><published>2009-06-14T17:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:35:12.865+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Am still living  and  approaching maturity quite nicely</title><content type='html'>Finally coming up for air after a hectic fortnight ! I had a birthday week and enjoyed it immensely. I phoned the bakery to order a birthday cake (shame on me -- don't make my own) and they asked if I wanted fudge icing and chocolate decorations. " Yes please,the works !" " What about candles? " Er-- er-- perhaps not-or maybe just one ?" The cake was scrummy and soon demolished by a group of friends. I also had a celebration with the Monday afternoon ladies and  as well I was  taken out to lunch another day, so a good time altogether.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite birthday card read"&lt;strong&gt;for a Fab,Mega,Super Sister&lt;/strong&gt; and I preened myself and felt 10 feet tall until I turned the page and read "from an equally Fab,Mega,Super Brother "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjUj4B4gIhI/AAAAAAAABMM/c49Yxl_G34U/s1600-h/new+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347219578057400850" style="WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjUj4B4gIhI/AAAAAAAABMM/c49Yxl_G34U/s400/new+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We have both had daughter problems. Mine has split from her partner so a bit of support was needed there. R.'s daughter has a new job as a research nurse. It involves a lot of traveling and her car died. It couldn't be resuscitated so R. has been combing the local garages for a replacement. That was accomplished today.Hopefully both girls are now back on track.&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of all this my brother's boyhood friend, who had been ill and suffering for some time died so my brother and his wife came over for the funeral and stayed for a few days.We did manage a  day out--lovely weather--beautiful scenery-- the countryside at its very best-- and--I couldn't find my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Today it's been lovely and sunny and we were able to have the top down on the MG and go for a spin to the seaside.Just sat  relaxing in the sunshine and breathing in the ozone. Now ready  once again for normality (fingers crossed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjUokgJRlQI/AAAAAAAABMU/Qjmjew60cAo/s1600-h/new+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347224740141569282" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjUokgJRlQI/AAAAAAAABMU/Qjmjew60cAo/s400/new+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                           Funky Birthday Biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-9025146462505304070?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/9025146462505304070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=9025146462505304070' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/9025146462505304070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/9025146462505304070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-still-living-and-approaching.html' title='Am still living  and  approaching maturity quite nicely'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SjUj4B4gIhI/AAAAAAAABMM/c49Yxl_G34U/s72-c/new+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-67956544912128499</id><published>2009-05-31T13:16:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:11:39.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The  Fantastic  Pans</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SiJ1iOni7DI/AAAAAAAABME/LaZTif0tuHM/s1600-h/new+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341961338914794546" style="WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SiJ1iOni7DI/AAAAAAAABME/LaZTif0tuHM/s400/new+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SiJ1VcItA_I/AAAAAAAABL8/RsOjRna-ZrM/s1600-h/new+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a weakness for anything culinary.On Tuesday I went to a charity shop and there in the window was this strange set of cooking pans--price £3. It consisted of a handle less pan with lid, an insulated bowl and a steaming basket.It looked interesting , so I bought it.It appears almost unused and came with instructions and a recipe book (published in 1978!)&lt;br /&gt;I had to try it out right away.Having stated that I am vegetarian I have now to come clean and confess that I suffer from lapses and occasionally do eat chicken and fish.Anyway I followed the instructions for Chicken Paprika .You had to heat the pan and then brown the chicken (no fat, no liquid???) Can this really be right ?  ( Have faith-but standby with a back up) Add the veg. and seasoning-- still no liquid--put on the tight fitting lid and sit back for 30 minutes.After that time you can transfer the pan to the insulated bowl and food will keep warm for two hours (Really ?)&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I prepared potatoes and sweet potatoes to cook in the all singing, all dancing microwave. I put them on the "Roast Potato" programme and retired with a book .&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later - time for all to be revealed.The Chicken Paprika was cooked to perfection.Wonderful ! I opened the microwave and what did I find ? What looked like a dish of charcoal .The potatoes were well and truly roasted -- not the slightest hope of salvage-- only fit for bin fodder.( It was a very good book ) Quick dive into the freezer for chips. See if the chicken pot really does keep warm in its insulated bowl. It does!&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we enjoyed extremely succulent chicken with chips.I didn't tell R.that his favourite roast sweet potatoes were in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if anyone else has come across these""Hot Pans" ?It would be interesting to hear.I've not heard of them before.I haven't used the steaming basket yet but am delighted with the other bits. &lt;/div&gt;I did wonder if this is progress. Must admit life was much simpler when my Mum did a roast dinner-meat and potatoes in the oven-cabbage and carrots steamed on top-always ready on time and done to perfection !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Week to All !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-67956544912128499?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/67956544912128499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=67956544912128499' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/67956544912128499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/67956544912128499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/05/fantastic-cooking-pot.html' title='The  Fantastic  Pans'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SiJ1iOni7DI/AAAAAAAABME/LaZTif0tuHM/s72-c/new+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8769725132898665564</id><published>2009-05-29T09:58:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:05:02.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to the Meme and letter N for Nest Boxes with Accommodation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-pWivCa_I/AAAAAAAABLE/FJYKfb2hHqg/s1600-h/new+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341173887831010290" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-pWivCa_I/AAAAAAAABLE/FJYKfb2hHqg/s400/new+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-81aWBIAI/AAAAAAAABL0/ShPu86xqAcw/s1600-h/new+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341195308875456514" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-81aWBIAI/AAAAAAAABL0/ShPu86xqAcw/s400/new+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Dining Room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-7z8cSdZI/AAAAAAAABLk/0EBi7ah1OGE/s1600-h/new+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341194184157197714" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-7z8cSdZI/AAAAAAAABLk/0EBi7ah1OGE/s400/new+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Bath Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The blue tit nest box is again let. The birds came earlier in the year, inspected the accommodation, tidied up the entrance, as they always do, and booked in for three months B &amp;amp; B in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;They soon feathered their nest and one day R. managed to have a peep when the parents were out and there were 10 eggs. I think the babies have hatched out now because when you go near the box there's a lot of hungry, expectant chirping . I'm just sorry I can't oblige and push a few juicy grubs down those enormous, ever gaping beaks. The poor parents could do with a little help to provide the 10,000 invertebrates that I believe are needed to rear an average blue tit family . The poor things work from dawn till dusk and are worn to a frazzle providing for their brood. I think they must be glad when the children leave home&lt;br /&gt;We've only ever seen the babies fledge once . There were 13 that year and no casualties left in the nest. They seem to go very early in the morning. We just go out one day and all is silent. The birds have flown!&lt;br /&gt;R. cleans out the box ready for the next season although it is often used as a winter roost and just as it's going dark we see the birds quietly gliding in to shelter for the night . One year R. lined it with wood shavings , thinking they would provide some insulation , but the birds took them all out one by one . They flew up into a tree and let the shavings flutter to the ground as if to say, "Who's been an interfering busybody ?We don't think much of these. We like unfurnished quarters "&lt;br /&gt;We have a pair of robins and have provided them with a cosy home too -- but they're deprived of it as a squirrel uses it as his pantry for storing nuts. As fast as we empty it he fills it up again. The poor robins never get a look in.&lt;/p&gt;A happy, sunny,weekend to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8769725132898665564?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8769725132898665564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8769725132898665564' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8769725132898665564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8769725132898665564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter-n.html' title='Letter N'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sh-pWivCa_I/AAAAAAAABLE/FJYKfb2hHqg/s72-c/new+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2522713561468158104</id><published>2009-05-21T16:54:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T08:34:29.648+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ShV52H9P6KI/AAAAAAAABK8/lrgZ_qViZGI/s1600-h/new+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338306904073431202" style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ShV52H9P6KI/AAAAAAAABK8/lrgZ_qViZGI/s400/new+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My computer chair has done its last spin around the world, it never made the Maldives and has ended up at the local tip.So I've had to get a new one.It's not as adventurous as the old as it doesn't spin as easily but it has other talents.It apes the "Mastermind" chair and I sit in it and half expect Magnus or John Humphreys to pop up  on screen and say , "What is your name?"- I can still answer that one but "Specialist Subject?" I'd be stumped .Although I studied Geography, Science and Music at college , I couldn't go a probing two minutes with John on any of those.I tend to read joke books and frivolous novels so I couldn't offer Literature and I'm a bit of a political ignoramus. Films? I can never sit still long enough to see the end and as a child usually had to be brought out half way through much to the annoyance of my brother.Have tried languages, yoga,tap dancing,painting, sea fishing,photography, gardening and pottery but didn't make significant progress in any of these. What about life skills? Well , I wasn't an expert on child care,my baby cried almost nonstop for three months and no way could I pacify it.Cookery?Well things tend to get recycled or even end up buried in the dustbin and I might be asked how you make Kuku Paka or what goes into Nigiri and that would be another,"Pass" and further sinking into the chair. I wonder if they would allow "Knitting" for my specialist subject ? I could just about manage that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What have I done with my life except become an expert Dabbler?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2522713561468158104?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2522713561468158104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2522713561468158104' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2522713561468158104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2522713561468158104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-chair.html' title='The New Chair'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ShV52H9P6KI/AAAAAAAABK8/lrgZ_qViZGI/s72-c/new+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7358336268847874193</id><published>2009-05-12T16:32:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:41:53.349+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Purple Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SgmXAA0ix1I/AAAAAAAABKs/Grdusf666bI/s1600-h/new+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334961260073240402" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SgmXAA0ix1I/AAAAAAAABKs/Grdusf666bI/s400/new+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got around to planting up tubs and baskets today. Apologies for absence-- it has been noted. Put it down to another touch of Apple Fever.It's in respite at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Also , I've been stuck for ideas but as I was planting some purple flowers today they reminded me of my mum and I was inspired.Her favourite colour was purple in all its shades I've written briefly about her before--she was one of ten children and left school when she was twelve in about 1910 to go into 'Service' where she was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; beck and call.She vowed then that if she ever had a daughter she would see to it that she had a better life. Well she did have a daughter and she kept that vow &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was eleven I went with twenty others from the top class juniors to sit the scholarship exam for entry to the local grammar school. Only three girls passed and I wasn't one of them.Now there was another way in--through an entrance exam but fees of three guineas a term had to be paid and uniform and sports gear were an added expense My mum thought long and hard about this. There wasn't a lot of money--and she got no encouragement from her brothers and sisters who mostly said such things as, "Why waste money educating a girl?" "She won't be able to leave at fourteen and go to work""She'll only grow up and get married " and Mum took notice of them and I was to go the the senior school.The new school year began and a lot of my friends had got fee paying places and started at the grammar school Then my mum had second thoughts and went to the school to see if it was too late for me to sit the entrance exam. No , it wasn't I could take it the following day. So off we went next morning. I had to take pen. pencil and ruler and my mum pushed the ruler up her coat sleeve so that the neighbours wouldn't guess what was going on (or maybe she didn't want to lose face if I failed )-- I didn't. I passed.My mum bought my uniform ( the school colours were bottle green and yellow and even now I still feel a frisson of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; whenever  I see the two colours together ) and  I went to join my friends. After two years the Education Act of '44 introducing the 11+ came into being and the fee paying entrance system for local grammar schools was abolished. I enjoyed my time at the school and after a great discussion when I was sixteen I was allowed to stay on and then go to college. This certainly led to a better life style than my mum had ever known. Also , I was able to look after her and keep her in purple jumpers for the rest of her life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Mum for the wonderful life you make possible for me and all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7358336268847874193?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7358336268847874193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7358336268847874193' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7358336268847874193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7358336268847874193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/05/purple-flowers.html' title='The Purple Flowers'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SgmXAA0ix1I/AAAAAAAABKs/Grdusf666bI/s72-c/new+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2917733080558277451</id><published>2009-05-03T19:11:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:17:34.734+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Spot of Decadence</title><content type='html'>One of our favourite Saturday treats is a country ride to 'The Barn ' for a cream scone. Now usually after our pub lunch scones are out of the question but yesterday we forgo the pub meal to make a long awaited visit to 'The Barn' where we had :-( brother Syd close your eyes ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3fluyzaAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/BSvYlnLijjg/s1600-h/new+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331663373185804290" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3fluyzaAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/BSvYlnLijjg/s400/new+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331664002571947826" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3gKXcJzzI/AAAAAAAABJ8/9RGQLd35zjA/s400/new+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Terribly,terribly,decadent but so scrummy! We had the works--home made fruit scones, buttered , spread with home made strawberry jam and finished off with lashings of whipped cream-at least it wasn't Chantilly cream. We do know where to draw the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(We often take our visitors here-- it's a ruse really as after the mammoth scone they don't want much tea)&lt;br /&gt;We did a detour home and came across these delightful Shetland ponies with their babies One was just three days old.They were absolutely gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3jQ33jO3I/AAAAAAAABKE/h53oQP5P5dI/s1600-h/new+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331667412890893170" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3jQ33jO3I/AAAAAAAABKE/h53oQP5P5dI/s400/new+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3j1zQj4SI/AAAAAAAABKU/t3b79pqiiy0/s1600-h/new+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331668047308775714" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3j1zQj4SI/AAAAAAAABKU/t3b79pqiiy0/s400/new+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3j1zQj4SI/AAAAAAAABKU/t3b79pqiiy0/s1600-h/new+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a lovely sunny day and whilst R. was burning up the miles on his bike (all 74 of them) I wrestled with the iMac.Eventually I managed to tear myself away to try out some new silicone bun cases- and very good they are too- and then went for a short walk.&lt;br /&gt;Happy May Day to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3j1zQj4SI/AAAAAAAABKU/t3b79pqiiy0/s1600-h/new+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2917733080558277451?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2917733080558277451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2917733080558277451' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2917733080558277451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2917733080558277451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/05/spot-of-decadence.html' title='A Spot of Decadence'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sf3fluyzaAI/AAAAAAAABJ0/BSvYlnLijjg/s72-c/new+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-59195253926545526</id><published>2009-04-26T13:14:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:32:21.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemonade !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328975677817242770" style="WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfRTJRT-RJI/AAAAAAAABJE/F-dnpphluPc/s400/lemons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old age is a club that no one wants to join. You know that you are getting eligible when you get remarks like, "That TV's a bit loud isn't it" and "What's the bird on that tree? " and you reply , "What tree? " Next come what are euphemistically called ' senior moments ' You get increasingly good at those. My first was to make a carrot cake without carrots. Only this week I was in a lift on the ground floor , wanting to go to the first-floor (well -- I was a bit tired ) The lift wouldn't move! Panic -- would I be trapped all weekend? Then I realized I was pressing the button marked G. Only today I brought the washing downstairs , put it in the washer remarking to R." Not much this week" The next time I went to go upstairs I found the steps littered with half a load of dirty clothes !&lt;br /&gt;They say that it life gives you lemons make lemonade and plenty of lemons come with age.Selective deafness can be a very useful asset as also can a failing memory and you can get a lot of mileage out of a 'bad leg'. But the highest accolade for El Supremo Lemonade Maker must go to Lilly's dad Des.To see the master at work see &lt;a href="http://fearlessandfabulous.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lilly's Life&lt;/a&gt; April 23rd where Des demonstrates his artistry when buying a new DVD player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oldageisabitch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elaine &lt;/a&gt;who seems to get more than her fair share of lemons also deserves an award for her bravery and stoisim She has become an expert brewer !&lt;br /&gt;It could be worse ! There are still quite a few live members in the Club to play with. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Managed to slip in some baking this morning. Got to keep him smiling !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfSzdIjfYeI/AAAAAAAABJc/CEImVHGR_4I/s1600-h/new+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329081572180058594" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfSzdIjfYeI/AAAAAAAABJc/CEImVHGR_4I/s400/new+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A Happy week to all !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-59195253926545526?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/59195253926545526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=59195253926545526' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/59195253926545526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/59195253926545526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-age-is-club-that-no-one-wants-to.html' title='Lemonade !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfRTJRT-RJI/AAAAAAAABJE/F-dnpphluPc/s72-c/lemons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3059787765190858733</id><published>2009-04-23T14:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:04:05.850+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alston Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfBxWTFOYwI/AAAAAAAABI0/0YYDo_jfBXs/s1600-h/alston.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327882987072545538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfBxWTFOYwI/AAAAAAAABI0/0YYDo_jfBXs/s400/alston.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is spinning at Alston Hall. A lovely ending to a pleasant week! I first went there in January 1990 having received a spinning wheel for Christmas. A friend told me about the classes so I phoned to reserve a place and went along to the first of many enjoyable day courses. I booked in and the receptionist took me to the spinning room. There were two ladies there already so I went to sit with them but they said, "Oh,that's Mary's place . Can you move up? So I did -- more people came "Oh, Margaret usually sits there !"and " That's Teresa's seat" I eventually ended up right across the room and somebody else arrived. She came towards me beaming I waited for it -- but no she said , "Hello I'm Dorothy. "We hit it off right away, still sit together, have been good friends and spun many yards of fibre ever since.&lt;br /&gt;That day I also met Winifred , who was an interesting person. She had been a nanny trained at the prestigious Norland school. When her charges grew up she stayed with the family and eventually became companion to the mother.She was very inventive and made some beautiful things. I remember she didn't like the colour purple , she considered it 'vulgar '. One of our friends kept an angora rabbit and gave Winifred the combings to spin. She made a gorgeous jumper but it only had three quarter sleeves. When we asked her why she said , " The rabbit died"&lt;br /&gt;Another time we were given some cotton seeds and Winifred planted hers and nursed one of them along until it produced cotton bols , which she prepared, spun and crocheted into a little collar. Some achievement !&lt;br /&gt;Sadly , she is no longer with us but she certainly brought interest and inspiration to our classes.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfBxmJYNJkI/AAAAAAAABI8/6shJZuk3G4A/s1600-h/cars+and+bikes+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883259345708610" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfBxmJYNJkI/AAAAAAAABI8/6shJZuk3G4A/s400/cars+and+bikes+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dorothy and I at work !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Weekend Everyone !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3059787765190858733?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3059787765190858733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3059787765190858733' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3059787765190858733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3059787765190858733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/alston-hall.html' title='Alston Hall'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SfBxWTFOYwI/AAAAAAAABI0/0YYDo_jfBXs/s72-c/alston.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3304758422242588765</id><published>2009-04-19T09:48:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:22:26.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week!</title><content type='html'>Another week gone already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;t's &lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;hat &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;omputer &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;gain but I really must join the real world before long, especially as it's been remarked that,"That thing should have a built in shutter that automatically comes down at five o'clock every evening" It's been a wonderful voyage of discovery and exploration very exciting and satisfying  and I promise not to extol its virtues any further apart from saying that I've added an amazing widget,an egg timer so that now I can grab an extra three minutes whilst waiting for breakfast to cook.&lt;br /&gt;For our Saturday outing we went to the library in a nearby town (exciting stuff this) . It's wonderful that you can borrow and return books to any library in the county. They had just the book I wanted -- you can probably guess the category.&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful, sunny, spring day and we went on for a country run. We found a good pub where you were given a bowl to fill with complimentary salad when you bought a main meal. A good idea as it encourages people to have their 'five a day'. I noticed that nearly everyone took up the offer.&lt;br /&gt;Next week is looking good. The weather promises more spring days .Usual classes at the Sports Centre every morning .Monday afternoon classes resume tomorrow after a break whilst the floor was repaired.Always pleasant to meet up with a few contemporaries and put the world to rights. The week ends with Alston Hall always a delightful day of conviviality and fun.Might also push in a bit of baking-must keep the troops happy and perhaps give the duster an airing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sersob0qZcI/AAAAAAAABIk/c5WdCL7iN58/s1600-h/Whalley+Abbey+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326329688726595010" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sersob0qZcI/AAAAAAAABIk/c5WdCL7iN58/s400/Whalley+Abbey+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw this house on our travels yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pleasant and happy week to all .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3304758422242588765?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3304758422242588765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3304758422242588765' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3304758422242588765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3304758422242588765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-week.html' title='Another week!'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sersob0qZcI/AAAAAAAABIk/c5WdCL7iN58/s72-c/Whalley+Abbey+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-3906547204147322669</id><published>2009-04-12T09:00:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:26:39.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to last week????</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Paul J. !&lt;br /&gt;They say that life is a bit like an old gramophone record.At the outset there's all the time in the world and the days seem endless but the nearer you get to the centre the shorter they become. It's quite true -- last week seemed to go in a puff of smoke ! There were the usual classes and then three socializing afternoons. The rest of the time apart from a quick flip with a duster and a hasty scurry around with the vacuum cleaner was spent Appling. Sadly the baking and cooking are neglected and all craftwork is at the standstill. The AppleMac is still compulsive and riveting. One of the especially amazing things is that Phil, the Computer Wizard of Sarrecave has fixed up screen sharing so he can sort out any of my problems from France! Utterly fantastic! Am still running two computers and they seem to get on well together and enjoy e-mailing each other. Will probably continue with both as each has its own forte&lt;br /&gt;Managed to tear myself away(must admit was pressurized a little bit) for the day out. It was another lovely spring day and we went to Whalley. We had lunch in our favourite pub and then had a walk around the ruined Cistercian Abbey. It made a welcome change and was an enjoyable outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGlGfyX_JI/AAAAAAAABIM/HxUJoOWp58M/s1600-h/Whalley+Abbey+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323717765559221394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGlGfyX_JI/AAAAAAAABIM/HxUJoOWp58M/s400/Whalley+Abbey+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGkykg3p2I/AAAAAAAABIE/P2u8srJ0lSg/s1600-h/Whalley+Abbey+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323717423230592866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGkykg3p2I/AAAAAAAABIE/P2u8srJ0lSg/s400/Whalley+Abbey+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGkj55L2QI/AAAAAAAABH8/mPvTWGHdj8I/s1600-h/Whalley+Abbey+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323717171271686402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGkj55L2QI/AAAAAAAABH8/mPvTWGHdj8I/s400/Whalley+Abbey+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGlWw40L7I/AAAAAAAABIU/tLA0mevnYJY/s1600-h/Whalley+Abbey+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323718045027545010" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGlWw40L7I/AAAAAAAABIU/tLA0mevnYJY/s400/Whalley+Abbey+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wishing everyone a happy week !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-3906547204147322669?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/3906547204147322669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=3906547204147322669' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3906547204147322669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/3906547204147322669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-happened-to-last-week.html' title='What happened to last week????'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SeGlGfyX_JI/AAAAAAAABIM/HxUJoOWp58M/s72-c/Whalley+Abbey+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-8039103742474464357</id><published>2009-04-05T14:49:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:17:42.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi49JuWfyI/AAAAAAAABHE/8nMYDDBoFCM/s1600-h/band.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321206320460103458" style="WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi49JuWfyI/AAAAAAAABHE/8nMYDDBoFCM/s400/band.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We managed a day out yesterday.R plays the saxophone and unfortunately one of his fingers is only half there because he lost the other half to an electric saw. This means that he has to have musical instruments specially adapted. He is selling one so it has to be restored for someone with a full complement of digits. The best workshop is in Manchester , 60 miles away -- so off we went . We had to leave the sax and call back later and so we went to see a National Trust property at Dunham Massey.It was a lovely spring day and we had a walk in the park. We saw quite a few deer who are very tame. We had a delicious lunch in the restaurant but sadly didn't have time to visit the Georgian house or gardens.We enjoyed it so much we hope to go back before too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi6gY2aIAI/AAAAAAAABHM/uNXr4eZn2lo/s1600-h/new+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321208025327476738" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi6gY2aIAI/AAAAAAAABHM/uNXr4eZn2lo/s400/new+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi7Gj-oZjI/AAAAAAAABHU/tyK12aDN3kE/s1600-h/new+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321208681149785650" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi7Gj-oZjI/AAAAAAAABHU/tyK12aDN3kE/s400/new+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi7yXOUoGI/AAAAAAAABHc/htPVxK3Ej5o/s1600-h/new+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321209433640181858" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi7yXOUoGI/AAAAAAAABHc/htPVxK3Ej5o/s400/new+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Happy Week to All !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-8039103742474464357?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/8039103742474464357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=8039103742474464357' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8039103742474464357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/8039103742474464357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-out.html' title='A Day Out'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sdi49JuWfyI/AAAAAAAABHE/8nMYDDBoFCM/s72-c/band.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-2457625273148839875</id><published>2009-04-02T17:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:27:31.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Convalescence</title><content type='html'>Have been ill with Apple Fever , but I'm now recovering nicely. Fortunately , it doesn't seem to be infectious or contagious , although it is an awesome affliction. It makes it very difficult to cook, clean, do the washing and socialize when deep in the throes. The symptoms are an uncontrollable urge to press a little button and gaze with wonder at a screen to see what unfolds. The treatment is to accept and followed these urges. Plenty of warm, sustaining , nourishing drinks help also painkillers for the headaches. Sometimes there can be relapses , especially when the little button doesn't respond as you would expect it to-then the urge is to pack everything back in its box and sell it to the highest bidder. It also causes sleeplessness either with the frustration of not being able to understand everything straight away or begrudging the need to sleep when there is so much exciting stuff to discover.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be fully recovered before too long, be a Blogger socialite once more and join the normal world again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SdTkIcb5hKI/AAAAAAAABG8/fQuFX9iYp-Q/s1600-h/new+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320127893554693282" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SdTkIcb5hKI/AAAAAAAABG8/fQuFX9iYp-Q/s400/new+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did manage a bit of baking -just as a sop !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A happy weekend to all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-2457625273148839875?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/2457625273148839875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=2457625273148839875' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2457625273148839875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/2457625273148839875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/04/convalescence.html' title='Convalescence'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/SdTkIcb5hKI/AAAAAAAABG8/fQuFX9iYp-Q/s72-c/new+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1045450527840441173</id><published>2009-03-29T10:29:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T08:49:24.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe,woe and more woe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sc8_soDpT7I/AAAAAAAABGk/X1_Ll1g4C0E/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318539720847347634" style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sc8_soDpT7I/AAAAAAAABGk/X1_Ll1g4C0E/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh woe is me! Does anyone want an Apple Mac going cheap? After three days intensive trying this, this and that I'm getting nowhere Received the new router and it's routed to the Internet okay but doesn't want to know anything about e-mails not even web mail.I could appeal to the provider but can I really face another few hours of a series of,"I'm sorry what did you say?"and "Please could you repeat that?"interspersed with lengthy musical interludes.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's called Apple Mac because you need one to catch the tears of frustration.&lt;br /&gt;Never mind looking on the bright side I can always go back to putting pen to paper if I can remember !&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sc-83-bDOCI/AAAAAAAABG0/Nxm7ZcKmLyg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318677354783127586" style="WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sc-83-bDOCI/AAAAAAAABG0/Nxm7ZcKmLyg/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A U Turn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Decided to bite the bullet and spent all afternoon with Mohammed,Fatima,Ralph( honest ) and two others whose names I can't remember. Several converstions interspersed with "Pardons" and much music later lovely Fatima connected the email to the PC. No such luck with Ralph and the Apple. Eventually he told me to try the retailer, Just then my niece's husband phoned from France and he guided me step by step through the set up process and it worked . Both PC and Mac up and running on the wireless router ! Great stuff. Many thanks, Phil. Vous êtes un étoile ! And a very clever one too !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1045450527840441173?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1045450527840441173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1045450527840441173' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1045450527840441173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1045450527840441173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/03/woewoe-and-more-woe.html' title='Woe,woe and more woe'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Sc8_soDpT7I/AAAAAAAABGk/X1_Ll1g4C0E/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-5828147551099984769</id><published>2009-03-24T15:08:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:40:27.459Z</updated><title type='text'>The latest</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all my Blogging friends for forcing me to buy the Apple. Would love to have been able to hold a launching party complete with champagne for Lilly ,Bombay Sapphire for Carol,Cheese and Onion pie for Japra and 20 fags for Pearl ( just for a mini bender ) IT arrived yesterday morning. I didnt seem to be able to make much progress until I went on line so I phoned the Server for help with transfer. Several hours , 8 phone calls and many bars of music later I was no nearer so I did what I should have done earlier and appeeled to Apple. I was told that I needed a wireless router. I've ordered one and hope that does the trick. In the meantime plenty of experimenting to get on with.&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for misleading about the screen size- the photo is of the box ! ( Was afraid of dropping the real thing ) Like most things the contents are much smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Scj3lMBELBI/AAAAAAAABGU/n08ZEtYkVTc/s1600-h/new+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316771578363784210" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Scj3lMBELBI/AAAAAAAABGU/n08ZEtYkVTc/s400/new+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Scj4Ga8SxHI/AAAAAAAABGc/zpxjql2fpvA/s1600-h/!cid_002801c40834%24b397fb20%240100007f%40gateway.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316772149305984114" style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Scj4Ga8SxHI/AAAAAAAABGc/zpxjql2fpvA/s400/!cid_002801c40834%24b397fb20%240100007f%40gateway.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-5828147551099984769?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/5828147551099984769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=5828147551099984769' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5828147551099984769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/5828147551099984769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='The latest'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/Scj3lMBELBI/AAAAAAAABGU/n08ZEtYkVTc/s72-c/new+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-7807580630793866108</id><published>2009-03-22T14:54:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:15:03.359Z</updated><title type='text'>Apple Envy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScZRmnNA53I/AAAAAAAABGA/kUg-rzmo7ck/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316026133957896050" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScZRmnNA53I/AAAAAAAABGA/kUg-rzmo7ck/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for provoking a measure of apple envy It's just a case of a bit of relative affluence after the impoverishment of former years, one of the perks of old age&lt;br /&gt;You see there is no longer the financial drain of the absolute need for new clothes ,the enormous appetites,the important school trips, the vital new sports equipment and the all important university fees.&lt;br /&gt;Beauty treatments are a waste of money as they are no longer effective (if they ever were) Hair styling doesn't cost much as there is not much left to style. . As for surgical enhancement that could prove a bit risky.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need as many clothes as when you were working because you can wear the same comfortable old things day after day. Holidays don't feature much either Also you can't cope with large sumptuous meals anymore-- and orgies are out because you fall asleep halfway through&lt;br /&gt;You just have to sigh and make do with things like an AppleMac and an MG. Life is tough.&lt;br /&gt;A happy week to all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-7807580630793866108?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/7807580630793866108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=7807580630793866108' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7807580630793866108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/7807580630793866108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/03/apple-envy.html' title='Apple Envy'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScZRmnNA53I/AAAAAAAABGA/kUg-rzmo7ck/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-1413199445920674668</id><published>2009-03-19T14:03:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:20:57.326Z</updated><title type='text'>The deed is done !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have ordered IT and it should arrive early next week !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime a continuation of the alphabetical meme. Quite an appropriate post for Mother's Day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L &lt;/strong&gt;is for my daughter &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;ynn . When we first got married John and I thought that we would like two little girls -- we even had their names ready ! However , it was not to be. We had boys and the only survivor was Andrew (he who often mistook the wardrobe for his mummy -- and later became the secret agent with the fancy boxers) . We decided to complete our family by adoption and eventually a beautiful, six months old baby girl came to us. She was a lovely blue-eyed blonde and we were all very happy. As she grew up we told her that she was adopted and explained that we longed for a daughter and had everything a baby could need and that there was a lady who didn't have these things, but said that we could have her baby if we would love her and look after her. Her mother had given her the pretty name of Lynn and we kept it.&lt;br /&gt;All went well for many years. As Lynn grew up I always told her that I would help her look for her biological mother if she wished . ( Her response was,"You make her sound like a washing powder .Anyway I've enough with one mother. "). I said this because had I been adopted I would have been consumed with curiosity about my past -- also rejection must be the bitterest pill of all to swallow and give rise to many questions.&lt;br /&gt;The teenage years arrived and were a bit traumatic. I think the lack of true identity had a lot to do with the problems. Lynn eventually left home to live with her boyfriend and had a baby boy. That made her think and she decided to see if she could find out about her background. So with a bit of trepidation, realizing that the outcome could be disastrous , we started the search. The library micro films of births , marriages and deaths gave us the first clues Lynn then contacted the adoption agency and went through the proper channels. Eventually her mother was located, letters were exchanged , then phone calls and eventually a meeting arranged.&lt;br /&gt;We took Lynn to the rendezvous and all turned out well . She looks like her mother, has the same build and even has some of the same mannerisms. They got on very well together and went off to meet the rest of the family.&lt;br /&gt;It's been an on- off relationship ever since but I think Lynn is happier and more settled now that she knows her birth family. She is a wonderful daughter and also a great partner and mother to her four boys . She is caring and thoughtful and most of all she  always makes me laugh ! I'm proud to be her Mum and grateful to her birth mother for giving her to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScJb_iavBJI/AAAAAAAABFg/tjagh0REKuk/s1600-h/new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314911657379431570" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScJb_iavBJI/AAAAAAAABFg/tjagh0REKuk/s400/new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Circa 1970)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(They will kill me if they see this ! )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-1413199445920674668?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/1413199445920674668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=1413199445920674668' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1413199445920674668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/1413199445920674668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/03/deed-is-done.html' title='The deed is done !'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/ScJb_iavBJI/AAAAAAAABFg/tjagh0REKuk/s72-c/new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7522299573694159734.post-665231897499675977</id><published>2009-03-12T20:19:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:27:11.924Z</updated><title type='text'>Nearer and nearer draws the day.....</title><content type='html'>Have been Blog slacking due to Apple searching. No special deals to be had although I did make friends and have an interesting chat with 'Richard' at Mr.Apple who asked me if I was a university lecturer !&lt;br /&gt;I'm going away to see my brother and his wife this weekend , but the first job when I return on Sunday will be to press " Submit "-- then stand back and wait to it all to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue with the meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for Happiness -- always there , though sometimes in hiding. Looking back I think some of my happiest days were when the children were little. I was fortunate enough to be able to take a career break and so was there when they smiled their first a smiles ( The baby boy fell in love with a wardrobe and used to beam toothlessly at the knobs and keyhole as they resembled a rudimentary face) said their first words, took their first steps and had their first tantrums. I would have hated to miss these milestones and feel sad that today so many women are forced to continue working when their children are little. There wasn't a lot of money but needs were much simpler in those days . I remember the time when the children came home from infant school for lunch , and all I had to offer was bread and jam (cue for violins) Feeling inadequate and a bit of a failure as a mother I made a stack of jam sandwiches and Andrew said , "What a good, kind mummy you are to make us these lovely sandwiches !" Yes , they were some of the best years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Ink . First used at junior school with great trepidation . We didn't use quill pens but the next one up a pen holder with a nib and ink from an inkwell . A bit nerve racking because if you made a blot you got the cane. The blot was then circled in red to show that it had been dealt with and so had you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. is for Janis my oldest friend . We were born next door to each other and grew up together . We are now in our seventies and still good friends . We have a lunch date next week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is for Knitting Have always loved it from an early age even when my mum (who was never over endowed with patience) threw my knitting at me one day and told me that I was " A Numbskull " because I couldn't get the hang of the purl stitch. She did relent and let me choose several penny balls of wool in lovely bright colours next time we went to the market. I have at last mastered the purl stitch and now always have some knitting on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been lovely. Hope it continues and everyone has an enjoyable weekend !&lt;br /&gt;If I am missing next week you will guess why !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7522299573694159734-665231897499675977?l=bbblogcom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/feeds/665231897499675977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7522299573694159734&amp;postID=665231897499675977' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/665231897499675977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7522299573694159734/posts/default/665231897499675977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbblogcom.blogspot.com/2009/03/nearer-and-nearer-draws-day.html' title='Nearer and nearer draws the day.....'/><author><name>Barbara Blundell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10737381770907901607</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_clJ1rg3TtgY/TGPrnSjWxoI/AAAAAAAABm0/QN2EZvm3IYU/S220/Photo+24.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
