Well here I am in Llandudno! I started my blog last week but life sometimes gets in the way. Doesn't it? I started the pieces you will read after this. (That's if anyone is reading it!)
I found I had brought a stranger home from Malta with me. And I don't mean any of the nice people that I met over there. I had been bitten on my back, and I had a bit of a rash. So I put my trusty Germaline ointment on it and ignored it. A week ago when I was showering I couldn't understand why my shoulder was aching so much. I asked my friend to look at my back and I had been host to something odd. It was dead thank goodness. She pulled it off and I showed a doctor friend my back afterwards, she made me phone the doc and a week later I saw him. So much for the NHS getting better! It turns out I now, have to take antibiotics for a couple of weeks and hopefully that will be the end of it.
Then a friend lost her husband very suddenly, he was a very busy out going guy and she is devastated. The funeral was so sad and there wasn't a dry eye in the church. They had known each other for 55 years and still loved and liked each other. I think many of us cried for what we had never had. How great to have love like that!!
I know I go on about living your life as fully as possible as you get older but as you will know, time goes so quickly the older you get.
I'm quite thrilled today. The hotel we are staying in has no WI FI. Well I'm not thrilled about that. I have had to find somewhere with a free WI FI and have landed up in Weatherspoons. I'm pleased because I have learned something new. They are on cloud and I've been shown how to use it. I can only use it anywhere that has cloud, still it will come in handy now I'm on it.
This is what I started to write earlier, before I lost the past three or four days.
I'm rather late writing this last weeks, goings on. I was going to write it yesterday. But last nights piece in the Evening Mail with another jumped up arts correspondent from the Telegraph passing remarks on my town, Barrow-In-Furness, made me so angry. I know the way I feel will just make me say the wrong thing, still at my age what can anyone do about it! This man admitted he had only been in our town around one or at the most two hours. Where had he been in that time?
If he came in on the A590 he would have missed our great tree lined Abbey Road and if he had arrived a month or so later he would have been able to admire all the hundreds of Daffodils that have been planted along the verges.
We are surrounded on three sides by the sea and anyone who has been as lucky as I am to watch the sun set over the sea from my window will tell you there are no more beautiful places to be, than our beaches How can these people make a judgement without really seeing all our hidden beauties.
Yes I know we have our share of lost kids, who have grown up with very little to look forward to. Also we have our share of closed shop fronts in the town, because like all councils we have been sold out to the Super Markets all in the name of progress.
But we have a proud industriaL history, it wasn't because we wouldn't work that we lost everything. We were sold out by several of our past goverments. I remember when we had a great ship building reputation, 17 thousand people worked there. A thriving steelworks and many other industries all around our town were also closed down.
I have been to many places, Australia, Mexico, lived for some time in the USA, Majorca, and London. Also visited lots of the Europian countries and in every place I've been to there have been arears of deprivation. My brother and myself were what you would call deprived children but we both fought hard to get an ordinary life. There were no excuses when we made mistakes, we just had to sort our selves out and get on with it.
I hope my rantings haven't offended anyone and now hopefully onto better things.
The week after New Year is an odd week isn't it? You have the joy of spending Christmas with your family and good friends. Then the fun of partying around New Year has all passed on and it's back to the mundane. If you're working it's back to work, if you're at school it's back to school.
Let me tell you a secret every day is a holiday for me, just getting up when you want to is great. When I was working as a florist I had to be up by 6am even on the quieter days as I needed some me time. I used to love to sit with my toast and coffee for at least half an hour. It took me two years after retirement to get used to the fact that I wasn't a lazy so and so, for laying in bed until it suited me to get up. now I love it!
I have to say bye now as it's getting dark and I have to find my way back to my hotel. My sense of direction is awful.
I hope I haven't moaned too much I promise I will be more up beat next time. Hopefully with some happy thoughts from Llandudno