I know I do go on about my town and I know of many towns just like mine. There are big hearted people all over the North West. I have already talked about the, 3,100 people, who come from all over to do the 40 mile walk we have from Keswick to Barrow every year. This is over some seriously rough terrain. It never makes the main news, only the North West. There has just been a presentation of the £345,000 that was donated. £25,000 was donated to the local hospice and £25,000 to our local hospital. The rest goes to help every charity in the area. Proud yes! All this from one of the poorer towns in Britain.
Still high on steroids but going down weekly, so bear with me. I'm so hyper I get on my own nerves.
Before you read further down, where I’m telling you all how perfect I am.
I will tell you like everyone else I can be tempted and everything goes out the window. Yes, I’m an Aldi shopper, sometimes, and what’s good enough for my doctor is good enough for me! Saw him there one Sunday! This Sunday I did a big shop, they have a great Italian ice cream, forced myself to buy a box. I know the fat in it is not good, so eat it quickly thinking well when it’s gone I won’t have any more. I know the ladies on here will understand my logic. I also love their cheap Ballycastle Irish cream liquor, a large bottle £6-99 and the whisky takes your breath away, ‘Probably the rough stuff.’ Bought it in for Christmas. Well I did drink it on a holy day, Sunday, when I arrived home from shopping. I just had to have one glass then decided, if I’m going to be that bad might as well have two. At least I was at home so if I fell over I wouldn’t have far to go. Actually now I’ve talked about it again, I just have to get some ice cream and have a glass, it is nearly dinner time so I have that excuse and I often have my pudding before my dinner. Why not?
I have had to stop writing this and just eaten my ice cream. One down and liquor to go.
As I ate my ice cream I have watched the Isle of Man Ferry pass behind the Windmills facing me as I look out to sea. Today has been a bright sunshiny day here although quite nippy. The sky is a lovely shade of peachy as it furls down into a sea that right now looks like a sheet of glass. But the light is changing as I watch, it turns to grey. I know within the next half hour will be pitch black, I have been writing on here sometimes when it was light, and I have been concentrating and looked up the only light has been from my computer face. ‘Yes I do concentrate,’ reading it you may not believe it! As I have finished this small piece it has gone totaly dark. I’m a bit slow as I’m no typist, but it does happen quickly.
I have had to go to close windows and blinds and we have a very clear night with a lovely full moon hanging in the sky. I can also hear the start of the fireworks going off. I remember when my sons were young, we were always at home on bonfire night to let the small amount of fireworks we had then off. Sparklers were popular then. We would let the fireworks off in the back street and there would be other neighbours doing the same thing. Then the kids and their friends would come in and bob in a washing up bowl of cold water trying to get their teeth into an apple, which was theirs if they held it. ‘Hygiene who cared about hygiene.’ we had a saying. ‘A peck of dirt, hurts no one!’ We also had homemade treacle toffee and ginger bread. The kids had a great time and so did we. All this happened up to when my sons were 7 and 10. We lived in a two up and two down house then, the rent was seven shillings and sixpence a week. (Thirty seven and a half pence.) We had to move, I had to go back into a shop to make a living.
Back to my beautiful sea. Seeing so many windmills, I think we have most of the 200 they are putting up here all ready. I think about this tiny island and this government have even singled out Walney for fracking. It breaks my heart, I sign about ten protests a day, as it is the best way I, as an older person can get my voice heard. Thank God for FB, Green Peace, and 38 degrees!
Mr Cameron is so keen to help his rich Etonian friends, he is selling our heritage out. If you look on the map of Britain you can see this tiny island, just hanging on to the end of Barrow and facing the Isle Of Man.
Most days we can see the Isle Of Man. We have a saying here, ‘If you can see the Isle Of Man it’s going to rain and if you can’t it’s raining.’
Mr Cameron has had 40,000 people signing against fracking in one day yet he has chosen not to listen. There are many, many, thousands more signing but he is still pushing ahead. We had this with Tony Blair putting us into Iraq. He didn’t listen, and walked over the public vote. They both had different reasons Mr Cameron is intent on helping the rich, but Mr Blair’s reason was for his own personel glory. I think he’s a saint, ‘In his own mind!’
Earlier I was explaining about the ice cream and liquor because I have been so full of myself further down.
Doesn’t a real scare focus your mind? I have had to see about making my will. My mind didn’t tell me I needed to, but my body said, crap. I was more shocked at being told I might go blind than if I had been told I was dying.
Before I go any further I have had good news, still have some tests but I know I’m fine.
I had an epiphany, when I was talking to my solicitor I realised I’m the misfit in my life!
I’ve worked and kept myself for fifty years, and although I do like a glass of red wine socially, I don’t think it’s clever to drink until I fall over.
Still most of you who read my blog know I can fall over without it.
I have never smoked. I guess that’s because when I tried it I didn’t like it! ‘I so wanted to smoke a ciggie when I was young, because all the female stars had those long glamorous, cigarette holders and they looked so elegant.’ This shows you just how old I am!
I don’t gamble, I remember the way my granddad lost everything that was precious to my little nana, also it’s because I’m too tight!
I’ve kept my politics to myself for years, but of course now with FB I guess everyone thinks they know them. Funnily enough I have been something different to different people.
I don’t swear out loud often, but you want to hear what I’m thinking when people bully me verbally!
I never ask for anything off anyone. Learnt that lesson early!
I also listen to radio 2, and love Chris Evans in a morning. He is so uncomplicated and funny in his own way he makes me smile.
I also love the people in my life whatever they have think about me, although I often don’t like them. But real love is forever.
Could go on but I realise just how boring I am. Enough to say I realise that no one really knows you. So I am going to be in charge of my own funeral. Morbid maybe, but I’m quite enjoying it. Not that I expect too many there, I’ve lost so many good friends too early, and my brother who was my best friend. Oh yes; we did have different views on life, but he was in my corner as I was with him. When we needed each other we were always there!
I love a good party; so thinking of having my after the funeral party before I go!
Well I haven't a spell check on here yet, and I have to pull up word, to check a spelling I'm not sure about, this site is still a bit tricky. I only have to touch something and I can lose all I've written. 'I worked in my own business and managed several others, and my policy has always been, 'If it ain't broke don't fix it.' Now I write and then copy it onto here, the spelling is OK when I put it on, but it's when I add more. Message to memory, I need a spell check! The only reason I'm telling you about this is because, I went to check before and lost everything. So had to copy again. Please do excuse me if I have too many spelling mistakes.
Oh yes, and I'm supposed to write this to encourage people to read my books on Kindle. I nearly always forget until I have almost finished. Just to say right now I'm having my stories published by Amazon in book form. Will take some time as I have to get them edited and as you know I still don't know where to put full stops and commas. I am working on my next book, but life keeps getting in the way. Still at least I have one! If my blog is strange it's the steriods. If it isn't fine; I'm doing OK.
Time to try to put a pic on and to say goodbye.
Take care all and be happy