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36 Minutes

I have a post mainly written, but it still needs a bit of work. Therefore the post for 23rd May 2020 will be on the subject of having 36 minutes to write and post before midnight. It’s not an original subject as I have written similar posts many times – the only thing that dioffers is the number of minutes.

There have been two bright spots in my day. One was looking at the pictures in the previous three posts. I really enjoyed getting out and sitting in the sun. The second was hunting down a hot water bottle and sitting with my hands wrapped round it. As if by magic my finger joints unlocked and as I type I almost have two trouble-free hands again.

Simple pleasures…

That’s 125 words and I still have 28 minutes left.

There was actually a fourth highlight – when I was able to click “Dismiss” on the screen when it told me I could use the new editor. As it was a couple of days ago I have already linked to that post. I will, however, link to the Arkwright post once more, as I just noticed it whilst linking to the other posts. That was also a high point of the day. There’s something about the incongruity of a tortoise walking along the footpath that means you have to smile even if you don’t like tortoises.

Arkwright the Tortoise

Arkwright the Tortoise

It’s one of those episodes where truth is stranger than fiction. Over the years I’ve written up several such incidents, either as short stories, haibun or poems, and they have always been returned. Once or twice the rejecting editor (the commonest sort) has expressed scepticism about the incident. Sometimes people just don’t appreciate the truth.

Talking of highlights – we had rhubarb and apple crumble with custard for tea. One of the surprising elements of lockdown has been Julia cooking a lot of crumbles. I like crumbles. I like them even better with custard.

So, to sum up.

Reasons to be cheerful –

Sunshine, fresh air, flowers, Julia, tortoises, hot water bottles.

Twelve minutes to go. I’m getting quite fast at writing inconsequential drivel.

Thirty two minutes, including loading photos and tags. Phew!

 

 

 

 

Harlow Carr Garden

Harlow Carr is the Royal Horticultural Society Garden just outside Harrogate, a town which is home to Betty’s Tea Room and a Sainsbury’s supermarket that has a sushi bar. In Yorkshire the only dead fish you normally see has been fried in batter.

Just a few photos for now.

 

Well, maybe a few more…

There will be more when I have time, plus two more scone reports.

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Spring is Coming

After a long run up, much delay and a couple of false starts it looks like we have achieved a lasting Spring.

There are many more things to see than the pitiful few I have managed here, but for now this will have to do. I’m sure there will be more soon, as I’m feeling quite sprightly.

Yes, today I’ve been out and about without my stick. I haven’t been far because my day involved a lot of packing for eBay, lunch with Julia, decluttering, blogging and making soup.

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Pansies in the Mencap Garden

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A Robin getting ready for Spring

It’s amazing how good you can feel after a bit of sunshine.

We’re now planning our day out on Wednesday.

And soon it will be time for a trip to Bempton.

I’m now wondering about bringing two of my favourite themes together and having Puffins as pallbearers. I’ll have to lose some weight before that becomes a realistic plan.

 

Rufford at Last!

I finally managed the trip to Rufford.

The car journey was only the first step, the hundred yards of varied slopes between the car park and the lake was more of a problem.

It was worth it to sit in the sun and watch a pair of Moorhens struggling to build a nest with unsuitably large twigs. (It wasn’t so much the struggle as the persistence that made the watching worthwhile).

Things are very different from our last visit, with fewer birds, more sun and a lack of seating space. Where the winter visitors (the human ones, not the birds) tend to walk round the lake it seems that the summer visitors, who are generally older than the winter ones, like to sit. It was very pleasant to sit out in the sun, and I enjoyed it after all the time I’ve spent indoors recently. My only reservation is that sitting in the sun with a group of octogenarians is a clearer vision of my future than I want.

As soon as I’m out of hospital I’m going to start doing that list of things that’s been at the back of my mind for years.

Fortunately there’s no skydiving or mountain climbing involved.

Ducks and Sunshine

It’s one of those Saturdays where I had nothing in particular to do.

Leisurely breakfast, drop Julia off at work and take a walk round the park in the sunshine.

It’s not a bad life. I didn’t go shopping because there was a queue for the car park (which would have dispersed my feeling of well-being) and I couldn’t go on anywhere to take more photographs because I really needed to get to grips with something that looks like work.

Life can’t be all ducks and sunshine.

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Arnot Hill Park – ducks and sunshine

My sister reminded me last night that I have a cookery book I haven’t used yet. She didn’t actually say that, she told me it was currently on sale at half price and did I want her to get me a copy.  At that point I guiltily recalled buying it just before Christmas, flicking through it and putting it to one side for later.

I have two sorts of cookery books – ones “for later” and ones with food stains. Really I should get rid of them because these days I mainly get my recipes from blogs I follow or from the internet. That means one pile is redundant and the other is a health hazard.

Time, I think, to open the book, work out a menu and write a shopping list.  Julia has already started it with three items. For those of you who like shopping lists, it reads:

Union Tea

Black Sloe Potash

Bears

You may gather that I have trouble reading her writing. It’s not a one-sided problem, as everyone has problems with mine. I have, over the years, managed to use a squiggle to replace most letters of the alphabet and developed a style of handwriting which even I have difficulty reading. This probably disqualifies it from being called writing.

However, bad as mine is, I still have to buy three items based on the list.

I’m off for another go at shopping now, before picking Julia up. I’m going to buy Lemon Tea, Black Shoe Polish and Beans. If there’s a problem I’ll tell her TESCO doesn’t stock Black Sloe Potash. Or bears.