I’ve had a year of distraction between one thing and another. However this morning it feels like I’m the old me again. I didn’t wake ’til almost 09:00! don’t you love a Saturday that doesn’t start early? I’ve pottered about, had my breakfast. I’ve started to use almond milk on my porridge – it’s a flavour combo I think works well together and the almond milk also reminds me of the Horchata we had when we were in Valencia earlier this year. I’ve posted a photo over on my other blog Here, I’ve dipped into blog feeds I haven’t opened in months! and I have a blanket on my hook that is calling to me. I think all in all I’m starting to feel a lot more settled in myself and that makes me very happy. Now I’m off to do a little of my Duolingo (one of the things that has occupied my time for the last year – I’m on a 233 day streak!) and then I have to actually start the day.
Have a great Saturday and here’s a lovely picture to start your… Afternoon!
I love the work of Raymond Briggs! So it is with great joy and glee to read on the Ethel & Ernest blog that there is a trailer for the up and coming film by Lupus films. October 28th is now in the diary and I can’t wait!!!!
Yesterday I bought a “thing” – it’s a throw with a hood and mittens. It’s one of the softest things I have bought in a long time (normally it’s balls of wool). I spent most of the afternoon offering my purchase around for people to feel – it really is that soft!
When I got home I unwrapped it and posted a photo of me proudly sporting my new throw. I have to say when the evenings get cooler I really am going to be as snug as a bug!
I am so excited about this – it’s currently being used as a cushion, as it folds up into the hood – it really works as a comforter
Every Saturday morning I go through my instagram feed for the week, this is no small endeavour! Here is a selection of 4 – I love the way they dress their photos and their lighting is exquisite, they make me smile 🙂
I read in a book recently that it helps to make lists of things that make you happy in an effort to boost your mood. So I thought that as this blog is about things that make me smile, why not use it to boost my mood – your mood even.
Today is Thursday. For me Thursday was has been the day I treat myself. Twice in the last week I’ve seen the phrase of Cheat Day – I don’t think of it as cheat – more treat. All week long I’ve had a longing on me for a cream cake but I resisted, knowing that I would have it on Thursday. Had I had it when I originally wanted it, I probably wouldn’t have stopped at one! So as a reward for not going over the top – today I had a cream donut and it was delicious!
Whenever we go to Waterford it’s always to visit family, never really to visit the place. So yesterday that’s what we did.
On International Women’s Day, March 8th, I spotted a post within a group on Facebook that said:
“International Women’s Day exhibition at City Library, Lady lane. Opening today featuring unveiling of Blue Plaque to Rosamond Jacob, Tapestry by Waterford Women’s Centre and profiles of more than 120 forgotten Waterford Women”
Now, I had recently been reading about Rosamond Jacob, an Irish Suffragist, a Republican and an activist to her last day – she had been born in Waterford in 1888 and moved to Dublin in 1920 (She was also a Diarist – a wonderful insight to history) So the above post definitely tickled my fancy!
Saturday dawned and off we went via Bus & Luas to Heuston Station and off on the train we went to Waterford.
When we arrived down the library was closing for lunch so we went off to the Medieval Museum and then to the Bishop’s Palace Wow! It’s amazing that when you think you know something, even just a bit of something, then all of a sudden you realise you don’t even know the half of it. Sometimes the realisation that there is some much more out there – it really is a mind blower!
After wandering around those two museums and realising we’re really going to have to make more time for them, we headed back to the library. As we were wandering slowly along the ladies, himself called me to a particular sheet:
I couldn’t believe my eyes! Their brother William was my great-grandfather. Yes we know their story but to see if acknowledge,d here in a library, by others, well, it’s heart-lifting! These stories get lost as generations come and go – even within families – so it was truly wonderful to see them here. It has also given me that little bit more impetuous to get the stories before they (the stories) are gone.
So yes – this was definitely a day that has made me smile (even if we didn’t get to the blue plaque)
This is another post that isn’t going to make me smile.
This morning the alarm went off – I looked up the weather on my phone and then decided to have a sneaky look at Facebook. The first post was by the Radio Times with a picture of David Bowie. The internet has been full of David Bowie the whole weekend – it was his 69th birthday and he had released a new album. Hang on! this isn’t about his album – it says he’s dead! This has to be a hoax – surely- no it’s the Radio Times it must be true – how can it be true?
Pádraig!!! Quick! David Bowie!! (the rule in our house is we can wake each other if somebody dies) what? DAVID BOWIE – quick turn on the telly.
The telly wouldn’t work so we ran to the living room.
Himself watched it a bit and then headed back to bed saying he still can’t take it in.
I’ve sat on the sofa weeping every once in a while – I don’t know if it’s for me, for him, for his family, for the music, for my youth?
My youth has him linked to Kenny Everett – it’s a strange world.
I know it’s a real, but the body of work makes it a lie.
Here in Ireland we get two types of weather – warm rain and cold rain – ok that’s an exaggeration but sometimes I don’t think that it’s by much. I have to admit I don’t mind the rain and given a choice I’d pick cold rain. However, the weather episode of choice for me is Snow! probably because we don’t get it that often and so it holds its magic. I have a feeling if it arrived every year it would turn tiresome and mundane, but it doesn’t, so it isn’t 🙂
This year I turned 40, yes I know I don’t look a day over 21 but there you have it! There is one snow event that it still referred to in hushed tones of awe – The Big Snow of ’82. I was 6 and a half (always important at that age!) and we had only lived in Dublin 2yrs. As Dylan Thomas said “I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve, or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six”, all I can remember is that it seemed to go on forever.
One of the things that stuck in my memory from that time is Soft Cell and Marc Almonds trousers when he was on Top of the Pops singing “Tainted Love” – he looked like he was wearing black sacks ( I was 6!).
When the snow came people did put black sacks into their wellies and up their legs to keep their trousers dry. Or at least I think that was it – I don’t think we were that trendy in Portmarnock to have those kind of baggy trousers, and if we were you certainly wouldn’t have worn them with wellies!
So what is it that has brought about this bout of nostalgia? Well it’s that time of year again when the papers and websites start to predict snow – the coldest winter in 50 years, since records began, EVER!!!! Happily they are simply reprinting the same stories as last year and simply updating the numbers. In one such story I saw a link to a home video from 1982! Yes, Virginia, A home video – smart phones? – ha! this was the hi-tech end of the analogue age (more nostalgia?) So it’s not as crisp and it doesn’t have volume, for some I suppose the snow isn’t even that high, but for me it was a wonderful time – no responsibilities, no school, randomly no electricity but we had snow and enough of it to make snowmen!
Last night I finished reading this slight tome. If you’d seen me reading it on the bus you would have thought I was just after receiving bad news, I couldn’t help but continually put my hand to my mouth, and in a way I was getting bad news.
If this was a piece of fiction it would be described as a great work of imagination but sadly it’s not fiction. Yes, we are all aware of the fact that two nuclear bombs were dropped, one on Hiroshima and then Nagasaki. However this is simply a fact, almost an abstract notion. It happened and we know it was awful but we don’t know what it was like on the ground, to be going about your daily life at 8am, a bomb lands at 8:15 and if you survived your life was never the same again.
As I said it was a small read – 98 pages, but it did bring tears and heartbroken sympathy. I don’t normally read this kind of writing but it was worth it and I think it should be recommended reading in every school across the world. These bombs can’t be used ever again and the fact that it’s a threat that hangs over us on an ongoing basis to some degree or other is truly terrifying.