My New Butler

My lovely Husband retired two weeks ago.  The reactions from my friends have been hilarious!  I have received stark warnings that vary from people being happy for him, after all he has worked hard all his life, he is 66 years old and his pensions are all sorted, to people telling me my life as I know it will be over!  I have a few friends with retired husbands, these are some of their stories, by way of a warning to me:

  1. A week after my Husband retired he took it upon himself to rearrange all my kitchen cupboards, he was delighted with his days work, I on the other hand couldn’t find a thing for weeks, you can imagine how pleased I was!
  2. My Husband now follows me all over the house, I’m lucky if I have time for a wee without him tracking me down.
  3. I mentioned I felt tired after a busy day at work, my Husband informed me ‘Well we are getting on you know’ ……… I am 53!  He’s lucky he’s not divorced, never mind retired.
  4. He’s always in the house, JUST ALWAYS!

I have to say so far I haven’t had a problem, although we are early on in this, I am still in my early fifties and enjoy my job, so I am not looking to retire yet by any means.  My Husband likes to go hiking, he plays golf, he’s happy to help me out around the house, in fact come next month he’s going to paint all the fences, so far so good! In the meantime I feel like I have gained a Butler! he has cleaned all the windows, cleaned the oven to such perfection it looks brand new, he vacuums the house twice a week, does all the ironing and cleans the shower.  I hope this lasts!

If you ladies have any funny stories about your Husband retiring, I would love to hear them!

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Don’t Be Afraid to Ask

I recently read a blog by someone I follow, about recognising the need in yourself to seek help for depression and anxiety.  I realised that I was quite guilty of not doing this after my wonderful Mum passed away.  As I have written in previous blogs, my Father, who had been married to my Mum for 53 years and seemed devoted to her, upon her death, within a week of the funeral, had a new woman in his life.  I call her TBW, That Bloody Woman.  As I have mentioned, sorry to repeat, my Father told a ridiculous amount of lies and tried to cover up his relationship, he tried to explain that he had known this woman for seventeen years by saying they had been colleagues at a charity he had worked at.  Of course it took no time at all to figure out he must have been having a long term affair with her and the minute my Mum passed away she appeared on the scene.   Lets face it, you can’t just magic up a girlfriend out of nowhere.

As you can imagine I was trying to deal with losing my lovely Mum, she was truly my best friend, we were very close, she was such an honest, kind and loving lady, a lady right through to her finger tips too!.   So I was trying to deal with that and then to discover that my Father wasn’t the person I had grown up believing he was, it all got too much.  I didn’t realise I was in such a bad way, I am the sort of person who thinks ‘I’ll feel better tomorrow, just keep going, don’t be weak, you’re not the type to need a counsellor or help for depression’.   But I was exactly that type, we are all that type.  I made it through this terrible period in my life with the help of my amazing Husband, which must have been just as difficult for him, as he adored my Mum.

What I should have done was go to the Doctor and ask to be referred for counselling.  It wasn’t until I was coming through the other side two years later, that I realised what I should have done.

So my lovelies, if you have something awful going on, if you feel all wrong inside, if you are sad all the time, please ask for help, if I had asked for help at the start, I do believe I would have felt better much sooner than the two years it took.  It’s not weak, or shameful, it’s the opposite, it’s smart.  Maybe then, one day in the future, you might be in a position to help others, as I try to do now.

Blessings to you all and much happiness in your lives xxx

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Good Things Do Happen, Believe.

I have a lovely friend called Henry, I have known him for 35 years, we worked together for the airlines back in the day.  Henry is a really lovely person, he has a very dry sense of humour and incredible wit.  After a few years he moved to Amsterdam to work for KLM Royal Dutch Airlines, where he lived for several years.  Later he was made redundant and found employment back in the UK with another airline.  His health deteriorated due to diabetes, effecting his eyesight quite badly, eventually he was made redundant again and for many years has been living hand to mouth, picking up work whenever he could.  Last year he had a change in luck, he turned 60 years old and received a letter from a pension fund he signed up for 30 years previously, it turned out he could take a lump sum of £35,000 and also receive a monthly payment.  He also got a new job, working from home on an airline related project.  He continued to have more trouble with the sight in his right eye and then problems started with his left eye also.  He had to take some time off work for treatment and was terrified the company would lay him off.  It turned out they are pretty decent people and did no such thing.  Henrys parents and brother all died many years ago and he only had a cousin left, who passed away in January.  Last week Henry received a letter asking him to attend a Solicitors office.  At this meeting he was told that his cousin Philip had always been fond of him and had left him some money.  Philip had indeed left him some money – £350,000 !  Now Henry will never have to worry about losing his job or home again, Isn’t it wonderful when life turns around for people who really deserve it, restores your faith in this world.

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An Inspirational Country

One of my lovely followers just posted a blog, she is based in New Zealand, her blog is NoWineImFine.  She wrote of the recent terrorist atrocity that happened in New Zealand this week.  I was so touched by her article.

Here in the UK we have been devastated by the events in that beautiful and peaceful part of the world.  The Prime Minister of New Zealand, Jacinda Ardern, is a truly inspirational and compassionate leader, she is how all other nations leaders should be.

Prime Minister Jacinda Ardern hugs a mosque-goer at the Kilbirnie mosque in Wellington, New Zealand, on March 17, 2019

This picture says a thousand words.

New Zealanders have pulled together to help the victims and their families, they have held vigils, raised money and food donations, they have united as a nation, embracing their Muslim brothers and sisters.  What a wonderful and amazing country, a lesson to all others worldwide.  All this atrocity has achieved is to show that New Zealand is a country where racism has no place and is not tolerated, they all look after each other, what a truly wonderful place to live this must be.

For me the most important thing any human being in this world can try and remember is that only a tiny percentage of Muslims are behind terrorism, the majority of Muslims wish to live in peace and harmony.  Their religious book, the Quran, promotes peace, but of course any Bible can have it’s words twisted to suit evil-doers intentions, this does not make it true.

My love and blessing go to all in New Zealand, may they find their peace once again.

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Words From Heaven

In my previous blog, The Miracle Baby, I told you about my dear friend Colleen and the terrible loss of her Son.  Somebody sent her this and she forwarded it to me, she said her Son would definitely say these words to her, he had a terrific sense of humour.

My Mum, she tells a lot of lies, she never did before

But from now until she dies, she’ll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mum how she is and because she can’t explain,

She will tell a little lie because she can’t describe the pain.

Ask my Mum how she is, she’ll say “I’m alright.”

If that is the truth, then tell me, why does she cry each night?

Ask my Mum how she is, she seems to cope so well,

She didn’t have a choice you see, nor the strength to yell.

Ask my Mum how she is,“I’m fine, I’m well, I’m coping.”

For God’s sake Mum, just tell the truth, just say your heart is broken.

She’ll love me all her life, I loved her all of mine.

But if you ask her how she is, she’ll lie and say she’s fine.

I am here in Heaven, I cannot hug her from here.

If she lies to you don’t listen, hug her and hold her near.

On the day we meet again, we’ll smile and I’ll be bold.

I’ll say,“You’re lucky to get in here, Mum,with all the lies you told!”

Author: Joanne Burr

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A New Trend?

I just wanted to share a hilarious thing that happened on Saturday evening.  Pierre and I went out to dinner, to the home of some friends we have known fairly well for some years but have just started seeing more of.  When we arrived there were appetizers on the island in the kitchen, it has really comfortable chairs around it, so we sat in there, the heart of the house and wine was served.  My fingers got a little messy from the appetizers so I asked our hostess if I could have a napkin or some paper towel, she dashed off and returned with ….. a toilet roll !!!!

How I kept my face straight I do not know.

When we sat down to dinner, the toilet roll followed us to the dining table.  Even funnier was that no excuse was made, no embarrassed apology for running out of napkins etc..  I guess some peoples normal is just more quirky than ours! Even more funny, there were empty napkin rings next to every place!

Now I am not a snob or in the least bit stuck up, but really??? Maybe it’s a new trend I haven’t heard of? perhaps I should look into personalised toilet rolls for the next time I have people over for dinner?

It’s Monday afternoon and I still can’t get over it!

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The Truth And The Lie

The Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth: “It’s a marvellous day today”! The Truth looks up to the skies and sighs, for the day was really beautiful. They spend a lot of time together, ultimately arriving beside a well.

The Lie tells the Truth: “The water is very nice, let’s take a bath together!” The Truth, once again suspicious, tests the water and discovers that it indeed is very nice. They undress and start bathing.

Suddenly, the Lie comes out of the water, puts on the clothes of the Truth and runs away. The furious Truth comes out of the well and runs everywhere to find the Lie and to get her clothes back.

The World, seeing the Truth naked, turns its gaze away, with contempt and rage. The poor Truth returns to the well and disappears forever, hiding therein, its shame.

Since then, the Lie travels around the world, dressed as the Truth, satisfying the needs of society, because, the World, in any case, harbours no wish at all to meet the naked Truth.

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I tried to find out who originally wrote this, without success, I think it may be a myth from Greek legends, however, it does not matter how many hundreds of years ago it was written, it is still very relevant today!


Give the Duchess of Sussex a chance!

I really can’t understand why, but the Duchess of Sussex, Meghan, is getting a real pasting in the press since she married our lovely Prince Harry.  I just do not get what the problem is that people seem to have with her, especially since most of them have never even met her.  I deeply suspect that her atrocious half sister Samantha started it all, however, surely people can read between the lines and see she is just a fame hungry nobody trying to cash in on her successful siblings fame.

I first saw Meghan when she starred in ‘Suits’, such a great show, she is an excellent actress and comes across, whenever you see her in anything, as such a lovely girl.  Harry waited a long time to find his Mrs Right, and we all love Harry, so why this deep seated dislike for Meghan?  Am I to believed that the British public are racist? I thought us Brits were classy people, but really, beating this girl to a pulp in the press is far from that.

So what she’s American? they were our allies in the war and we all love to go on holiday there and very welcome they make us to! So what she’s divorced? who hasn’t ever made a mistake?  So what she is of mixed race? We Brits aren’t all white, I am Caucasian, yet I have Welsh and Scottish ancestors.  So what is the problem with Meghan? All the pictures of Meghan and Harry show a truly happy and in love couple, why did we welcome Kate Middleton with open arms, only to have a go at Meghan every chance we get?

So what perhaps Meghan and Kate aren’t besties? You are related without choice to your in-laws, you didn’t marry them and if you aren’t in each others pockets it isn’t the end of the world.

Meghan has been hugely let down by her family, with the exception of her Mum, anyone who reads my blogs knows I have been very let down by my Father and my sister is a nightmare from hell, my friends don’t blame me for my families actions, we should be standing up for this girl, she’s had a bad time of it.

I am quite ashamed of the haters, certainly those who haven’t even met her! And worse, you’re having a nasty go at a pregnant lady!

Come on people, give this girl a chance, so far I haven’t see her put a foot wrong and if the Queen likes her, that’s good enough for me, I love our Royal family, but lets face it a bit of modernisation will keep it relevant and appealing to the younger generation.

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I wish you two lovelies all the happiness in the world xx












The Neighbours

As I walked around the neighbourhood  at the weekend, I started thinking about who lives in the houses, I realised we have a wide variety of characters, so here’s an insight into my neighbours.

Next door to us we have Doreen and Ken, we are very friendly with them, we have lived next door to them for over twenty years, we have dinner together every two or three months, it’s a nice relationship, but not too invasive, in fact lately, with the dark nights of winter, I have hardly seen them.  Over the years though there have been occasional testing moments with them, for instance they used to allow guests and family to park across our driveway, so Pierre and I had to play car shuffle to get my car off the drive.  They also told their guests that they could park on the grass in front of my house, it is County Council owned land, but I mow it and keep it nice, as it’s my outlook, so this bothered me a bit, eventually it all came to a head when they were on vacation and their daughters boyfriend parked on it for four days straight, meaning the view from my lounge window was of his damn car, I politely told him to move it and please not park there again, as there is a car park just around the corner.  When Doreen came home she immediately tackled me about it in an off hand way, I merely asked her how she would feel if one of our guests parked right in front of her lounge window for 4 days straight and made a mess of the grass? she admitted she wouldn’t like that, so that was the end of it, nobody ever parked there again.   I am quite a mild mannered person and it was hard for me to stand up for myself, but I was so glad I did!.  Then of course there was the time they installed outdoor SPEAKERS in their back garden, and left the radio on constantly, even when they were out, honestly, you couldn’t make it up! Eventually, after three summers of this, an opportunity came up for me to say to the Avon lady, who is Doreen’s friend, after she complained about her neighbours being noisy, that she should be grateful, at least they hadn’t  installed ‘bloody’ speakers in their garden and ruined every summer!.  A week later the speakers were removed and have never been seen since, and that was two years ago!  I find there is usually a way around things without a falling out, well except for Vile Vera, see my earlier blog ‘Vile Vera Next Door’.  Vile lives on the other side to us, I won’t go into her again, all done in the other blog, needless to say she is still vile and unfortunately still next door!

So, along from Vile are Paul and Karen, she never leaves the house except in his car and he is a bit of an odd character, but not unpleasant, basically they keep themselves to themselves, I can understand that, as of course they live next to Vile Vera and have been subject to her lunacy the same as everybody else in the street! Doreen, who is also the neighbourhood gossip, told me that Vile sent away Pauls tree cutting men last week, as the hedge they were trying to trim was the divider between the two properties, that woman is unbelievable!

Next ones along are Arthur and Andrea, he tells everyone he is a retired Lawyer, Doreen advised me years ago he is in fact a retired Solicitors Clerk, not being one to believe all I hear, I asked him if he could draft some documents for me and advise me on some legal matters, He said certainly, then avoided me for six months! Coincidently he is also a HUGE gossip, little tiny guy who wears shorts in the winter, they have three cars, but Andrea doesn’t drive, aren’t people interesting!.

Finally we have, who we refer to as ‘The Rocker’ and his family.  He is a big guy with long wild hair and an array of tattoos, he looks really scary but is actually very polite and friendly, he plays electric guitar in his garage occasionally.  Thankfully he lives round the corner, his wife is really sweet and they have a really cute little girl, who is always dressed so beautifully.  But their front garden is a dump, full of old bits of wood, lately there was a mattress for a while, black bin bags and general crap! So I’m happy that I don’t live next door to them!

Oh and I forgot about ‘The Hillbillies’,  they live across the green, I’m sure you imagine them, as the name we have given them implies!

So has anybody else got interesting neighbours? Come on …. I bet you have!



The Ungrateful People

I just read a post by one of my favourite bloggers, myboyfriendisinIndia, about giving and I had a few thoughts.   I, myself, love to be kind, I would never dream of going to anyone’s home for a meal or drinks without taking something.  I make homemade breads, and my closest friends have their favourites, so I like to be thoughtful and take some to them.  I love to give flowers, I love even more to send flowers (special occasions!) and when friends have sent me them I have really loved it!.

But what about the ungrateful people?  And sometimes it can be the very people you least expect!  A couple of weeks ago a lady I have worked with for many years and get on very well with, was complaining about the state of her finger nails, I told her about a product I have used for years called ‘Nail Magic’, its quite pricey, but really excellent, at home that evening I noticed that I had a spare bottle, so I gave her it the next day, she barely even thanked me, I couldn’t believe it! Honestly, I would have been absolutely thrilled if someone gave me a bottle of it!

When we stay at my dearest and oldest friends house for the weekend, I take flowers, chocolates, wine etc…  there is no excitement from her for them, when they visit us I make a genuine effort to show how grateful I am for the lovely things she brings, I want her to know how much I appreciate the thoughtfulness.

Many folks say people never surprise them anymore, frankly people shock the crap out of me all the time! However I have always loved giving and being kind, I won’t change, there are of course people who are grateful and appreciative in my life, maybe that is why the others stand out so much!

Wishing you all good thoughts, kindness and blessings, all highly under-rated!

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