Indulge me?

Hello, thanks for the comments yesterday.

Having a bit of an indulging post today. Twice in my life I have been accepted onto photography courses. Once as a teen and once a few years ago. For various reasons had to turn the offers down. I still like photography although the tech side has totally left me behind these days. I'm just a point and click kinda girl these days. Can I show you a very small (I promise) variety of my favourites shots I have taken?

 

A bit fuzzy but I like the colours, a bit like a watercolour

 

 

  

Always a puffin in there somewhere.

 

 

Thanks for that.x

Swim!

Hi all
thanks for the comments and follows.

2nd attempt at this post as I just managed to delete. Lack of sleep catching up.

Been quiet on the blog but still been dipping in to read them all. Talking of dipping...went for a swim today.

Until Xmas I was swimming regularly 4 or 5 times a week. But gave up to save money. It was a cheap little private pool, bit shabby but was so warm and had no deep end. I am terrified of deep water. No traumatic reason. But if my feet don't touch the floor its a sad sorry splashy sight.
Todays was a regular pool. I figured out where the deep end was and walked around the shallow end ...just to make sure. Then swam for my life. I had to it was freezing. A good swim around an obstacle course of people stood talking or doing handstands. Only got kicked in the head once.
Only managed 50 mins used to do 2 hours.
The best bit - the showers were private with their own doors. Luxury.

The reason for the swim. Football. The season is upon us poor parents of enthusiastic amateur footballers. A season of car parks for me as I wait. We live too far from the team for me to drive home. So car parks in summer, Tesco in winter. 3 lots of training a week so I think I better get me a reward card. x

Greece, Greece, USA, Wales and Egypt.

Is everyone going away but me. Feeling proper sorry for myself. The title is the just the tip of the iceberg of a list of places where people either  are or about to go. Greek Islands are popular as you can see. This could be the first year without a glimpse of the sea and it's all wrong and odd. Finances and family dictate otherwise now. Sure we could pack a tent and some pot noodles and go seek a field but there's no wi-fi (poor son) and who would water the tomatoes (me).

The urge is so strong to go sometimes but I think I'm kidding myself and searching for something that has been and gone. The freedom of a beach holiday somewhere warm where the only dilemma is what to have for dinner. Or the ravages of a UK seaside  where we had to hide from the wind whipping the sand against our skin. Just so we could say we had made a sandcastle. Backpacking on ferries hoping the bus runs on Sundays else it's a long walk to the hostel. All holidays from different stages of life with none to be repeated.

Staying in the here and now can be a drag. I tried sitting in the sun but lasted less than 10 minutes. Without a pool or sea breeze to cool down in it was uncomfortable. Also washing needed hanging and the beans picking. But home is comfy. Dressed in slob clothes, windows open to catch a breeze, pile of books to read and to be written and some days we can have just to ourselves.

Maybe we'll head of to London, where I'm from, for a few days. When this heat has gone. Tried to describe the hell of tube travel in this heat to 'poor son'. Seems a more suitable place for a teen and have oyster card will travel. He should learn about it as he seems headed that way one day. No fields and mountains for me but my time will come. Could truck on down to Brighton, my other homeland. Would get my sight of the sea at least. x

Top up

Morning.

My weekend top up shopping list is:
Milk
Lager
Flea treatment.

All bases covered I reckon.x

Scraps

Evening.

Aldi are selling slug tape at only 2.49 ish. Much cheaper than it was at the beginning of summer so have bought some for next year. No idea if it works though as I favoured the cheaper 'torch at midnight hunt for snails and slugs'. Could almost hear them crunching away some nights. It worked though as everything survived, although it's been so much dryer this year. Beginners luck.

 Look...

 

Daddy courgette, mummy courgette and baby courgette.

 

Perspective on a photo not great but baby is quite big and mummy and daddy resemble marrows. Will have to eat the bloody things now. Well baby did get chopped in half for dinner but most of him is languishing in the roasting tin. Courgette overload now for real.

 

 

Dessert was odd tonight had forgotten to serve the French beans and was so dismayed to waste stuff I have grown 'poor son' grabbed the pan and ate his way through them while I had a few in an ice cream bowl.

 

 

Last scrap.

Just watched a documentary on beeb 2 Penguin Post Office. Brilliant and recommend it....if you like penguins.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b04bzsjs/natural-world-20142015-7-penguin-post-office

superb documentary.

 

Night x

Cage me in

Once a week for a few hours I do voluntary data inputting. It's a way of having current IT work on my CV and also my 'boss' will be an up to date referee. It's in a very stuffy room with no windows and one fan that cannot turn due to blowing all the papers around. I sit there knowing I don't need to be there and boy do I have to make myself stay. It's very boring work and repetitive but a means to an end. I think it's helpful to get used to an office environment again as I only realised today I have not worked in an office since 1992. Before nursing and home ed/carer I worked with visually impaired people in a uni. It's a long time and I feel like a free range chicken getting herself ready to be a battery hen again.

On the up:
I have made £25 from a magazine for one of my 'top tips' - no idea which one- which top tip I know which mag.
And I have made my first risotto that did not crunch.

Thanks for all the lovely comments yesterday and people joining me. I daren't list like some people do as I am never sure was here before but it is very much appreciated. x

Lovely distraction

Hello.
I'm a real newbie to writing blogs but have been reading them for over a year now. And I love them. I sit and log on to find out the next chapters in peoples lives. Be it a house move, a nosey in the cupboards or a sadness they share I read away and share joys and pain. I worry if they have not blogged for a few days and hope everything is ok.  I have learnt a lot about so much and now have a wide range of blogs to read. I have not joined all the ones I read yet as the list increases and my pile of library books is gathering dust.
Last night I sat to blog but got distracted by other blogs. I'm a sucker for the lists of blogs that people read and also the comments. Then I click on the people that comment if they have a blog. So it goes on till I have a whole line of tabs open. Like a million diaries to read and I seem to be trying to read through them all.
My own blog has no identity yet. A scrapbook rather than a defined theme. But maybe that is my life at the moment. I am without definition at the moment. I used to be a carer, I used to be a home schooler, I used to be a nurse. But what am I now?
This is not a sad post, I'm not sad. How could I be when I have so much. I have my health, love from my son, family and friends, a mad dog that adores me, a home and I have potential to do something now. It's the confusion of knowing where to go next. In the panic to earn and the chase of paid employment the potential can be left behind.
Confidence is the key. In myself and talents I may have. I doubt that this blog will entertain and yet I still keep going as hopefully it will bring clarity. Also though it's like being in a great big friendly gang. So thanks bloggers.