Tch!, as they say, I forgot to enter a title for the last post.
I also noted that in the ten minutes between starting the edit and posting the results, I have had a rejection. It’s a very nice rejection but in my world there is no place where a nice rejection feels better than even the worst acceptance. In fact I’m not sure there is such a thing as a bad acceptance.
I have tried that editor four times and four times I have been rejected, so it was not as if it was a surprise. It’s all part of the rich tapestry of life. I looked that up, in case it was a quote from a poem. It isn’t. It seems to have been first used in a 1930s comedy record where Arthur Marshall, best known to me for being on Call My Bluff, used the phrase in the final moments of a mildly amusing record impersonating a Gym Mistress. Oundle School, Cambridge, comic records as a gym mistress – makes you wonder about the benefits of education doesn’t it?
It’s probably time to announce the big news of the year – I am going to be a grandfather. I’ve known for a while now, but I’m old-fashioned and don’t like announcing these things too soon. I won’t be much of a grandfather as I don’t intend travelling to Canada, I’ll just be a shadowy figure on the family tree and a vague memory from telephone calls. I may have to write a short memoir for him to read when he’s old enough.
We have had Long-tailed tits in the garden every day this week so far, which is quite good, and have a small patch of violets growing on the back lawn. That means that I have a few weeks until I have to cut the grass (it’s been looking like it needs a trim but this means I have an excuse for procrastination. Biodiversity is a wonderful thing.
Lomg-tailed tit on the feeder – actually a few weeks ago but it will illustrate this post too.
Congratulations, Grandad. (Grandpa? Grandfather? Grandaddy? I don’t know what the Canadian fashion is.)
I’m waiting to be told. For the moment I’ll just be glad if he doesn’t take one look at me and run to hide behind his mum.
Congratulations to you and Julia on being grandparents-to-be!
🙂 It’s still sinking in. I’m that old . . .?
Always good to hear, Congratulations!!
hank you.
Congratulations from me too. It looks as if it’s a boy, in which case your line will live on
Congrats., congrats! Hope your grandson (and parents) can come visit you when he is old enough.
I’m sure they will. Julia will be going as soon as she can and the in-laws live lose by,, so there will be plenty of grandparenting going on. 🙂
You could get rid of the grass and plant lots of flowers.
There will definitely be some of that going on. 🙂