Sunday, October 01, 2006

Poetry Sunday- 'Aunt Julia'

This morning before it got light, the rain was rapping against the bedroom window panes and wrapped up under the duvet the room felt cosy and lit only by a beside lamp I picked up an old poetry book, filled with lots of different poems. I read, ‘Aunt Julia’ and so enjoyed it ; unaware at the time that it was one of Norman MacCaigs poems. He is a much-loved poet here in Scotland. His works are taught in mainstream schools so most of us grow up knowing quite a few of his works. At school l remember reading ‘Assisi’, ‘Visiting Hour’, etc and my older two children have also brought home his work for their studies. His poetry brings places and people to life in a simple form- as only a craftsman can. With his strong strokes and bold imagery he makes his work accessible – here poetry written about ordinary people – for ordinary people.
It made me think of my ancestors who lived up north. l imagined myself watching Aunt Julia and enjoyed the lively comparisons with buckets of water, and stormy winds!
Here is the poem below. Can you see her?

Aunt Julia

Aunt Julia spoke Gaelic
very loud and very fast.
I could not answer her —
I could not understand her.

She wore men's boots
when she wore any.
— I can see her strong foot,
stained with peat,
paddling with the treadle of the spinningwheel
while her right hand drew yarn
marvellously out of the air.

Hers was the only house
where I've lain at night
in a box bed, listening to
crickets being friendly.

She was buckets
and water flouncing into them.
She was winds pouring wetly
round house-ends.
She was brown eggs, black skirts
and a keeper of threepennybits
in a teapot.

Aunt Julia spoke Gaelic
very loud and very fast.
By the time I had learned
a little, she lay
silenced in the absolute black
of a sandy grave
at Luskentyre.
But I hear her still, welcoming me
with a seagull's voice
across a hundred yards
of peatscrapes and lazybeds
and getting angry, getting angry
with so many questions
unanswered.

Saturday, September 30, 2006

The original lady of the lamp

Tammy tagged me a few days ago. Since then l have been thinking about the many people l would liked to have been related to. Here is one lady who more than deserves a mention.
Her name was MARY SEACOLE

Florence Nightingale – no it was Mary Seacole who was the real heroine!

Crimean war veteran nurse and original lady of the lamp

Mary Seacole's reputation after the Crimean War (1853-1856) rivalled Florence Nightingale's. Unlike Nightingale, Seacole also had the challenge to have her skills put to proper use in spite of her being black. A born healer and a woman of driving energy, she overcame official indifference and prejudice. She got herself out to the war by her own efforts and at her own expense; risked her life to bring comfort to the wounded and dying soldiers; and became the first black woman to make her mark on British public life. But while Florence Nightingale has gone down in history and become a legend, Mary Seacole was relegated to obscurity until recently.

Mary Seacole was born in Kingston, Jamaica in 1805. Her father was a Scottish soldier, and her mother was a practitioner of traditional Jamaican medicine and had a boarding house where she cared for invalid soldiers and their wives. Mary learned about medicine from her mother, soon gaining her own reputation as a 'skilful nurse and doctress'.
Mary travelled widely - there were two trips to Britain, and in 1851, she joined her brother Edward in Panama, where she opened a hotel. Soon she had saved her first cholera patient, and gained extensive knowledge of the pathology of this disease - which she herself contracted and recovered from. She was widely praised for her work in treating cholera, and returned to Jamaica in 1853, where there was a yellow fever epidemic. The medical authorities came to her to provide nurses to care for the sick soldiers. She travelled again to London, where she heard about the Crimean war and how the nursing system there had collapsed. She made applications to the War Office, the army medical department, and the secretary of war to be allowed to go to the Crimea and tend to the sick and wounded. She pointed out that she had extensive experience, excellent references and knew many of the soldiers and regiments, having nursed them while they were stationed in Jamaica.
But she was turned away by everybody, including one of Florence Nightingale's assistants. Was it possible, she asked herself, 'that American prejudices against colour had taken root here? Did these ladies shrink from accepting my aid because my blood flowed beneath a somewhat duskier skin than theirs?' in her disappointment, Mary cried in the street.
A distant relative of hers, called Day, was going to Balaclava on business, and they agreed to launch a firm called Seacole and Day, which would be a general store and hotel near the British camp in the Crimea. So, at the age of 50, with her large stock of medicines, Mary went to the battle zone as a sutler - a person who follows the army and sells provisions to the troops. The moment she arrived in Balaclava there were sick and wounded to attend to. She opened her British Hotel in the summer of 1855, near the besieged city of Sevastopol. Soon the entire British army knew of 'Mother Seacole's'. The soldiers were her sons and she was their mother.
Though some of the army doctors, despite her saving them a lot of work, regarded her as a 'quack', others were less bigoted. The assistant surgeon of the 90th Light Infantry watched with admiration as she, numb with cold would administer to the soldiers, giving them tea and food and words of comfort. She was often on the front line and frequently under fire.
It was W.H. Russell, the first modern war correspondent, who made Mary Seacole famous. He described her as 'a warm and successful physician, who doctors and cures all manner of men with extraordinary success. She is always in attendance near the battle field to aid the wounded, and has earned many a poor fellow's blessings'.
She was, as she had promised herself, the first woman to enter Sevastopol when it fell. But the end of the war left Seacole and Day with expensive and unsaleable stores on their hands. They went bankrupt, and Mary returned to England a financially ruined woman. The Times demanded how could anyone forget the amazing things that Mary had done, and praise only Florence Nightingale?
Lord Rokeby and Lord Paget, both Crimean commanders organised a benefit festival at the Royal Surrey Gardens in Kennington to raise money for Mary. There were over 1,000 performers, and her name was 'shouted by a thousand voices'. In 1857, Mary published her autobiography, an outstandingly vivid piece of writing called The Wonderful Adventures of Mrs Seacole in many lands which was prefaced by WH Russell: 'I trust that England will not forget one who nursed her sick, who sought out her wounded to aid and succour them, and who performed the last offices for some of her illustrious dead'.
England, of course did forget Mary Seacole. She was awarded a Crimean medal, and a bust was made of her by Prince Victor of Hohenlohe-Langenburg, sculptor and nephew of Queen Victoria. The last 25 years of her life, however, were spent in obscurity. When she died on 14th May 1881

text: www.100greatblackbritons.com

Friday, September 29, 2006

Island Life ~ an oasis of calm in a chaotic world.



While driving up to visit my son at university last week l was listening to the radio show called Ramblings. This broadcast in particular was about the Island of Jura. It was nice to listen to the local folk of Jura and their descriptions of the Isle. I felt as if l had experienced the walk and sights myself! Here is a nice wee video of the place.
I remembered at college doing a design project on Jura and because of this knew quite a bit already about the Island ~ I have always wanted to go there ~ would love to try the local whiskey and breath in the fresh Hebridean air. We do not live far from the Inner Hebrides but because of the geography of the area it is still a fair journey. George Orwell, wrote his book 1984 here and lived in Barnhill.
Within the next few weeks my husband has work on Islay - l have been thinking of going with him for the few days. Islay is the island just to the south of Jura- they are a stones throw from each other- divided only by the Sound of Jura wherein lies the Corryvreckan whirlpool ~– a bubbling maelstrom!
There is wonderful forklore about the Corryvreckan ~ about a Norse prince and local chieftain’s daughter.
I could easily go and live my life on an island- where doors are open and time seems to be more in pace with the rhythm of life. I would enjoy the smaller local community gatherings, the quieter days and self sufficiency of it all. Perhaps l will drop by the estate agents when we visit.
Spring tide dates for the Corryvreckan are reported to be best seen during this Oct. 4th-11th! Interesting.


"Near the sea we forget to count the days..."

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Tagged by Tammy!

1. Which famous person would you most like to learn you are descended from?
For one ~ Grace Darling ~ the young heroin who fearlessly rowed through battering waves to save survivors from a shipwreck. I admire the way her mind was set on saving those in pearl and not on herself. She had an inner strength to carry it through and was neither boastful nor proud.

These words below, published in the Daily Mail in the late 20th century, echo the romance and legend that has grown up around Grace Darling and the events of the night of September 7th, 1838.

The SS Forfarshire lies stricken on the Big Harcar rocks off the Farne Islands, but through mountainous waves the survivors see their salvation, Grace Darling, the 22-year-old daughter of the Longstone lighthouse keeper rowing into legend. Grace epitomised the gritty inhabitants of a wild and wonderful coast on that day in 1838 when she rowed with her father almost a mile in a flat-bottomed coble to rescue shipwrecked crewmembers.

2. Which famous person would you hate to learn you're descended from?
Josef Mengele (Nazi scientist)

3. If you could be an ancestor to any living famous person who would it be and why?
Ellen Macarthur , best known as a solo long-distance yachtswoman who, on February 7, 2005, broke the world record for the fastest solo circumnavigation of the globe.
I admire her gritty tenacity—the determination to accomplish an ambitious, long-term goal despite the inevitable obstacles. Psychologically l admire her motivation and self-discipline.

4. If you could go back in time and meet any known ancestors of yours who would it be and why?
This for me has been a hard one as l have been putting together my family genealogy for some time. There are so many questions that l would like to ask so many different family members.
So sticking with the ‘sea theme', l would have to say the Mackenzie side of the family in Caithness. They had a fishing fleet at Wick, spoke in fluent Gaelic and prospered well on the Silver Darlings. The whole family would have been involved in the fishing industry at this time.

I love the history about this part of Scotland at the time of the herring fisheries and would liked to have met them, worked beside them to see what life was like and to share in their world of hardship and outlook.
They were closer to the natural and simpler harmonies of life where people had time for people rather than possessions.


5 Weird Things About Me...

• I straighten duvets in the middle of the night much to the amusement of my husband.
• I love power tools and hate when my husband uses mine instead of his own.
• I cannot leave a Sudoko unfinished.
• I am driven, impulsive, creative, like doing practical things and will redecorate an entire room in a day, build a deck outside, assemble scaffolding etc. My husband has got used to leaving the house in the morning and returning home to something completely new in the afternoon!

Thursday, September 14, 2006

A month of family

You may notice that the furniture in the lounge is different ~ we got a new suite last week. :) As you can see we have all had quite the time together.
Hope you are all keeping well. l spent this morning checking up on what Daniel needs for the halls of residence at uni. He is in the largest and oldest hall on campus ~ they call it the 'ghetto' ~ OUCH!
We drive him up on Saturday.
Bests all.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Oh.. the life of a Butterfly

What a joy it was yesterday to be out in the garden among the butterflies on such a happy day of sunshine and merry winds- much was caught up with, as it had been left for quite a while!
While the bees were all business because there is so much to do putting away honey for the winter, the butterflies hadn’t a care in the world. I so enjoy pottering in the garden, where l have time to take in all that is good and leave the worries for later. I envy the butterflies who have nobody to look after but themselves, living on an occasional sip of nectar, they spend the livelong day flitting and drifting about in the golden air. How wondrous to see them up close, the scales on their wings - sculptured dust!



Now it is Monday morning and l have been up since the early hours, have visited the doctor and am getting packed up to take my sister and her children over the water to see our dad. It will be an emotional trip but I’ll take the kids to Burger King and we will do a light bit of 'girlie' shopping as well ~ which always helps.
The invitations are out now for the Baby Shower- no turning back! ☺
Daniel is spending the day getting organised and packing up for university- he will enjoy the quiet.

The photos were taken half an hour ago - overcast today as you can tell.
It is a little sad to see the end of summer come.
Bests all.

Friday, September 08, 2006

A book meme

I was over at Sue's blog and l was reading her 'book meme' post...

Instructions: Grab the book closest to you.
Open to page 123.
Scroll down to the 5th sentence.
Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog - name of the book and the author.
Then tag 3 people.

....so l picked up the book nearest me and here is the result.

To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf

"It could not last she knew, but at the moment her eyes were so clear that they seemed to go round the table unveiling each of these people, and their thoughts and their feelings, without effort like a light stealing under water so that its ripples and the reeds in it and the minnows balancing themselves, and the sudden silent trout are all lit up hanging, trembling. So she saw them; she heard them; but what they said was like the movement of a trout when, at the same time, one can see the ripple and the gravel, something to the right, something to the left; and the whole is held together; for whereas in active life she would be netting and separating one thing from another; she would be saying she liked the Waverley novels or had not read them; she would be urging herself forward; now she said nothing. For the moment she hung suspended."

ok- just one more passage- page 125

" No, she said, she did not want a pear. Indeed she had been keeping guard over the dish of fruit (with-out realizing it) jealously, hoping that nobody would touch it. Her eyes had been going in and out among the curves and shadows of the fruit, among the rich purples of the lowland grapes, then over the horny ridge of the shell, putting a yellow against a purple, a curved shape against a round shape, without knowing why she did it, or why, every time she did it, she felt more and more serene; until, oh, what a pity that they should do it - a hand reached out, took a pear, and spoilt the whole thing."

Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.

I'll tag my sister-in-law, Tammy & Somershade

Midnight Mumbles

I am still up this evening and have been able to catch up with most of my blogging friends. My heart however has also been heavy with thoughts of Daniel leaving home. The moon has drifted across the sky tonight and it has been indeed soothing to watch. Life on the other hand has an unfortunate habit of rushing by too fast ~ there is always so much to do with deadlines to meet and before you know it another week has passed.
When l returned from America l was happy to settle back into a slower pace of life again but tell me, where has it disappeared to?
Thank goodness for a constant moon.
Good night all.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Parking Not Fine!

You know, somebody actually complimented me on my driving today. They left a little note on the windscreen, it said 'Parking Fine.'
Tommy Cooper

Our local council this past week thought it fit to grace us with two lovely yellow lines in front of our house ~ the place where we have parked our car for the last six years. I now have to find a space up the street or play parking swap games with the neighbours across the road- very embarrassing.
So, over this past weekend; just when we thought we’d be able to rest; we had to start ripping out the shrubs on one side of the garden in order to clear a space for a driveway!
In order to get the kerb lowered the council will charge £1,500!! That is an expensive 6ft of yellow paint, don't you think?
What angers me is that in this town we pay one of the highest council tax rates in the country- they should give people in our situation a break or at least a reduction. We are the ones who have been 'put out' and are now having to foot the bill for skips, diggers, tons of rubble, stone etc. Ironically my neighbour is the 'Head of Roads' man for the council but then he has a driveway already.
Ahh, life ~ just when you thought you could rest.

My Calendar:
• My oldest son leaves home to start at University- he has just over a week left with us and then we go to settle him into his dorm. Things to buy, pack etc.
(I am dealing with some emotions on this one but at the moment they're ‘shelved’)
• Hosting a Baby Shower for my Sister-in-law. Have never done this before but am today doing the invitations. If you have any ideas on this party would you please send them to me via E-mail as my sister-in-law sometimes drops by here to visit. ☺
• Share quality time with my Sister who is still here visiting- go for some trips, dinner, movies, etc. I will miss her and the kids very much when they leave.
• Mel needs some school trousers. Another trip over the water.

October:
car MOT, car TAX – help! Trip down to Cornwall to visit family.
November:
Daniel’s 18th, Mel’s 17th- my Mum and youngest sister’s birthday too. Oh and the biggest news- my sister-in-law has the baby!
Lets just Forget Christmas - LOL.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Crikey, what a Life, what a bewdy.

Sad news about Steve Irwin (here)
who died today while filming on the Great Barrier Reef.
Steve became famous as the Australian "Croc Hunter", he was also a passionate environmentalist, a loving father and devoted husband.
My Sister who is over visiting from Australia was shocked to hear about his untimely passing. Mel will also be upset when she gets home from school having been very fond of all of his shows and ideas. Our thoughts go out to his wife, Terry and their two wee children.

You will embark on a fair sea,
and at times there will be fair weather, but not always.
You will meet storms and overcome them.
You will take it in turns to steer your boat through fair weather and foul. Never lose courage.
Save harbour awaits you...in the end.
~Daphne Du Maurer

"Crikey, mate. You're far safer dealing with crocodiles and western diamondback rattlesnakes than the executives and the producers and all those sharks in the big MGM building!"

Sunday, September 03, 2006

The kitchen now


As promised: some pictures of the kitchen. So glad to see it finished.
My husband is busy at the moment cooking up a Sunday roast dinner- that's me having the before dinner drink- LOL.
I'm just exhausted but glad to have my sister over with her children. Today they have all gone a drive with my brother up to Stirling to visit the castle and theWallace monument ~ l am enjoying a wee break. Bests to you all.





Friday, September 01, 2006

Help l need more fish oils!

SW and the kids made it over safe and well ~ thought they would be exhausted ~ think again RR!
My Sis has been on the go since her arrival ~ meeting up with all the family, her friends and old haunts. Ironically, I am the one popping the fish oils in an attempt to keep up!!
My Sister and her children look fantastic ~ all that Aussie fresh air has done them good ~ photos to follow when l get the chance.
The first week we went to a Fayre in a neighbouring town ~ Sam loves spending time with his cousins. They all walked along holding hands together ~ sweet. ☺
The girls love coming up to my place for sleepovers and next week we have planned a makeover night~ lol.
Last weekend we had the Cowal Games and yesterday was Snow White’s birthday. We had a fun family birthday get-together for her.
I am trying to catch up with all my blogging friends now but please be patient with me ☺ Miss you loads.
Ps- Glad to report the kitchen got finished in time. ;)

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Only one day to go ~ arghh!


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Thank you to all who have left messages ~ you have kept me going! Snow White is now on her way with the children ~ please say a prayer for them. We are almost finished with the kitchen ~ it has been a long road; three steps forward and then one back ~ always another problem to solve! Thank goodness I have a wonderful husband.
The rest of the house is covered in dust and today l will be mostly trying to play catch-up with that ~ running around with the Hoover and duster. lol.
I am so looking forward to giving SW and the kids a hug ; l think l will literally be carrying them to the car. l am packing pillows/blankets ~ after 48hours of travel l cannot see how they will be able to stay awake.
l have not had a chance to check in with you all or even check my emails ~ you can imagine how many there were waiting for me this morning :)
We had no less than three trips across the water to collect the kitchen ~ Sam has come to loathe the B&Q shop.
We decided to reveal the original Victorian shutters ~ another job added and worth it. Last time the shutters had been opened was around 1945 ~ the blackout tape was still on the back! The windowsill had to be ripped out and a new one cut and placed in.
Sam has been a trooper- keeping himself amused.
Some of the photos uploaded are not in order ~ l am sitting here typing for all l am worth ~ not much time left to get finished. We are a bit further ahead than the last photo, floor is down and table and chairs in ~ starting to look great.
Bests to all and keep well.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Just a 'Heads Up'

Just to let you know that l won't be online as much in the next few days- will see how it goes. This kitchen renovation needs our attention and the 'hubby' has taken a few days off so we will be making the most of this time to get a move on. Today we are fixing the radiator in place(gas central heating); having to drain the whole system! The electrics are being hooked up - last night l cut out the final holes for the socket back-boxes - they are all in place now. Yesterday we travelled over on the ferry and drove to Glasgow ~ we brought back a heap load of kitchen supplies, doors, etc. We have now named our old car 'Faith' as she did us proud and even although the suspension creaked a bit, brought us home again safely. Why is it that car names are always female?
Hope you are all keeping well, thank you for the comments ~ l will miss my blogging time with you.
If l get a chance will post photos of how we get on.
Bests to you all and will be back ASAP. :)

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Sisters Sweet & Brothers Grimm

When younger my Sis and l used to call each other Snow White & Rose Red ~ it was also our favourite bedtime read. We enjoyed this story by Brothers Grimm so much that these names have stuck with us to this day. 'SW' and 'RR' for short ~ even when we Text!

My sister was Snow White because she was 'the blond' and l was Rose Red ~ incidentally 'RR' loved the outdoors and the garden :).
Rose Red and Snow White were as different as two sisters could be. Even so, they got along and, together with their mother, made a cosy life in their cottage in the woods.
We were fascinated by the pictures in the book as much as the story itself ~ both imagining such a home and we were able to relate to the strong affection felt between these two sisters.

"The two children were so fond of one another that they always held each other by the hand when they went out together, and when Snow-White said, we will not leave each other, Rose-Red answered, never so long as we live..."

We have not been together for years; 'SW' has lived in Australia now for 8yrs.+ and before that l lived for 10years in America. We spent time together for one day before she left, ironically l had just arrived home ~ very sad. However our bond is still as strong as it was in childhood ~ still checking in with each other every few days and always there when needed.
As l remember we were always a bit mad when together, once l remember standing on our Mother's kitchen table singing into bananas (makeshift microphones)! Far too many other shenanigans to mention and possibly not a good idea to blog.
NB: (New word for Tammy) Shenanigans: Mischief; prankishness.

Below is a countdown of the days now until Snow White and Rose Red are reunited. We both have three wonderful children who will get to spend a whole month together ~ l can't wait!




Sam loves this site below- he can pick a story to listen to. He turns each page with the mouse and enjoys much. Stories by the Brothers Grimm.
http://www.brementownmusicians.com

Still quite a few posts to go yet...I think?

Photobucket - Video and Image HostingTammy sent me this today and it made me smile. I have not looked yet at how many posts have been made but l don't think as many as this poor guy sent out. lol Tammy is nearly at 300! wow

Off to bed for me now- l have worked all day without a break and am now on my 'second wind' ~ l need some rest!! :)
Bests to all!

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

2 ft. Stone Walls & Archaeology Under

Homeowner: A person who is always on his way to a hardware store.
~Herbert V. Prochnow, Jr.


Every room is piled high with boxes and extra furniture- we have narrow strips of space to walk between. :)
The electrics are in place; our friend Ian put all the wires in place last night; much shouting from underneath the floor and passing through of wires. Now we just have to decide the right height and placement of back-boxes, regarding sockets and tiling etc. Tonight 'Hubby' is putting in some extra supporting boards and then will plaster over.
Our radiator (gas central heating) has been repositioned on the other wall. I painted the ceiling and down the walls a bit too- first coat.
Things are moving...in a direction. I'm just not sure it's the right one??? lol

Lets hope the next pictures l post will look better. If you think these photos are scary you should try living in it~ dust everywhere! I am away to brush the mess up a bit now- before we make more again tonight. :)
I built my first flat pack yesterday- much easier than first imagined so that's good news.
I am unable to visit in with as many blogs as the moment but will do catch up when l can. Hope you are all doing well.

PS: I went under our home last night with Sam to find treasure; Sam was so excited with the torch. Towards the front of the house you can stand up and walk around but towards the back it slopes and you have less room. This house used to be owned by Sir Harry Lauder; his signature is on the title deeds ~ seemingly he bought this place for his sister. Underneath the house we found hundreds of jars and glass bottles, some are really old and still have the stoppers in them. I also found some old pictures pinned on the beams, old kettles, and parts of a Singer sewing machine, etc. As soon as this kitchen renovation is over l will be spending a week under the house digging-lol- just like Time Team!

Friday, July 28, 2006

Tour of Homes ~ Failte!

Failte means Welcome.
Thank you for taking the time to drop by my blog. I have had quite the morning going though BooMama's list and am still only halfway done-lol. Need to take a break and make a wee man some lunch- if l do not get through this list today will in the very near future- your homes are all lovely- thank you for sharing.


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Thursday, July 27, 2006

Listen to the rain.

This song (linked below) by Enya is for all my blogger friends, but in particular, Connie who has been going through an awful lot lately.
A Welsh Lady Marion who is still not back online from having gone through her operation. I hope you are getting better.
Sharon has been looking after her daughter who also went through an operation.
Other blogging friends have also been going through difficult times with people who leave nasty comments. I just do not understand the point of that.
Please go and make a cup of tea because it needs a little time to play right through first ~ it can become annoying if it constantly keeps stopping and the song is ruined.
Anyway love and hugs to you all.

Don't forget to listen to the rain. :)

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Has it all gone down the toilet?

“Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, he walks into mine.” MOVIE: Casablanca, amended version.

I called up an advertisement in the paper a few weeks ago for a local carpenter tradesman, most were busy but one came right out. It was not long before we realised that we had grown up together in the same area ~ even came to find out he played with my brother! A few years down the road and here we are, older, both a little rounder etc. He looked over the job, says that he has done work for the Duke of Argyll, charges roughly £20 an hour; he makes furniture but will stop anything for a kitchen; that’s his favourite job! He tells the “hubby” and me it will be about a weeks work and his fee would be around- wait for it… £1200. Now that is only sitting putting together flat packs. He asks for half up front as he needs to buy materials. Next day he appears and like a fool l give him the money. We just assumed he was being honest and that this was the going rate. “Hubby” would have built the cabinets but most of his work colleagues are on holiday juat now so he is working till late.
I called my Dad who just had his kitchen done, around the same size, four men, a day and a half- £600, l call a few more local builders and start to realize that this old friend has charged us way in excess- even if he has done work for the Duke, it’s not as if he is painting the Sistine Chapel- these are flat packs, 3 days work- max.! I call him up and say that if he worked flat out for seven days then at £20 per hour we should only be paying £980 so does this include the electrics/plumbing?? He says no. ARGHHH. My lights are flashing and the more l think about it all the more l realise what an idiot l have been ~red warning flags were everywhere. None less than the fact the only thing he had to buy was some fixings for the wall cabinets- nothing else!
I offer him 10%, keep £50 for his troubles and tell him it will blow our budget if we proceed with his offer so can we get our money back. He says he will have to keep a bit. Oh no…… now l am feeling ill. I had been far too trusting and handed the money over in good faith. I did not sleep much last night.

Our poor wee 'Black Jack' passed yesterday evening ~ flushed away to his watery heaven. Sam is coping well; l told him that the wee fish was off to find his Mummy ~ a bit like Nemo in reverse.

Sometimes life’s lessons are hard. I will learn from this and move on. The worst thing though is the feeling of being cheated.

Update: He came around tonight and handed me the envelope, thankfully he only took the £50 offered. My dad still thinks he should have given it all back ~ I’m not unhappy with the result. We all have to live in the same small town.

'Blog Fodder': I went out to a friends today and 'low and behold' her husband is going to help- he can plumb and is a qualified electrician. He is even putting together their own kitchen units at the moment, bought from the same place!!! How wonderful is that?! RESULT

So today l hired a van to take across the water this weekend and G. and l will collect our kitchen and bring it home.... then the hard work begins... flat packs!

Monday, July 24, 2006

Scrunchy Mum~ here l come!

I was visiting Sue’s blog this morning and the topic was ‘Bad Hair Days’ ~ so l am joining in and snapped this pic. of me in the bathroom moments ago. Every day my hair ends up like this; l’m a scrunchy mum – busy with life and family. Truthfully l should probably go with a shorter style as my hair tends to annoy me hanging around my face.
I have always been a bit of a Tomboy that way ~ l don’t do nails, makeup, earrings, handbags and for that matter hair! I walk around the house barefoot, garden without gloves and cut my own fringe when it needs it. I’ve also had a few perms in the past ~ not again! One time Mel just looked at me, burst into tears and said, “Your so ugly mum ~ you look like a poodle!” I have had two other bad perms as well; one that singed my hair to the scalp ~ l had a much larger forehead than usual for a while. The other frizzed terribly- l tried to wash and comb it out- that just made it worse. ☺
My wonderful sister is coming home to visit soon from Australia and she is a good Hairdresser ~ she said that she wants to do my hair and is bringing over some highlight packs, etc. I am looking forward to that and will blog the ‘Do’ when it’s done.

For me a bad hair day is everyday but ask me if l care??? LoL
Too much to do, too little time ~ l feel like the Roadrunner, beep beep!!

This photo is of me when l started school ~ l was only 4yrs.old. Don’t you think l look like a wee boy?? My mum really had my hair short and the school uniform was shirt, tie and grey jumper which didn’t help.
Bests to all.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

First there were two...

..and now there are four! More fish and a bigger tank, this time with pump and filter- lets keep the wee guys happy.
Yesterday went well- all cupboards and appliances ordered. We got through the ordeal without too much fuss. G. bought cement and l bought Sam a swing- it hangs up back on one of the Silver Birch trees. The Montbrecia below Sam will blaze gold and red come August.


Saturday, July 22, 2006

Gadgets and even more gadgets!

We're off across the water today to buy the new kitchen units and countertops. I am a little anxious on two counts, the first: not forgetting any of the many fittings/fixtures, and the other: letting my husband loose in a store where he could buy every gadget conceivable- and believe me my husband loves gadgets.
Below are just a few from my Betterware catalogue- some made me laugh, others cringe.

Left: Handy wee contraption- don't you think? Will hand it to my Tennis loving daughter and voila- "love-15" to us!
Question: When they are zapped- where do they land?

Left: Look closely- these things cling to your window- how much lovelier when they are covered in flies- talk about lifelike! Think perhaps l shall stick with the option above.


Above: Ok l must admit that on first glance this looked like sticky tape to me and l laughed- just what l needed to decorate my pots. Anyway on closer inspection- seems like a good option.

Above: Is this a joke? Would never last in this house.



Above: Finish on a funny :)

It was just so elaborate and so luxurious. We had every gadget imaginable. You know, I had the little gun that came out, and I had the little gun in the heel of the shoe.
Robert Conrad
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