18 July 2011
My apologies and thanks Mr King for today’s title but I did indeed have a dream one morning and had to sit and make a note of it while to was still fresh. The dream basically was about a mythical land where all life lives in harmony. At the centre was a huge circular mountain range with a huge lake in the middle of them. The dream then followed a group of men and women who journey in search of the lake and having found it they became its guardians. On that morning I wrote a 450 word introduction to what I hope will eventually become a book.
So is Monday, and don’t forget the immortal words of Flanders and Swan, “It was on a Monday that the gas man came to call ....” I hope today won’t be like that! We may well go out for a look around the shops in Coventry today, not sure yet, the weather seems OK for now but we don’t normally go out until after lunch. We shall see.
Jan went out for half an hour yesterday afternoon and it seems that there was a police guard on the house where the fire was. Maybe they had to wait until it had been secured before they could leave it, I don’t know. But Jan also said there was a lot of debris all over the place now. I hope they were insured! Talking of which ...
Last year we went over to Antrim where our daughter lives and had a great two weeks. As usual when we get back for even a day out I headed straight for the kitchen to get the kettle on. But that time I ended heading back to the living room to pick up the phone and call the cops, we’d been burgled while we away. An officer turned out straight away and while we waited we had a look round to see what was missing. One of Jan’s cameras was gone, a brand new TV/DVD player still in its box, my Sony reader; altogether it amount to around d £1800 worth of goods. In addition of course was the double glazed window. The access payment was £300, £150 each for the buildings claim for the window and £150 for the contents. But that wasn’t the end of it, when we came to renew the policies they had increased by around 25% because we had made a claim. And of course the cops haven’t got anyone for it!
Tomorrow we have a meeting with Social Services about how my mother’s care is going. The home she was in is being closed and now she is in Harmony House up on the Bull Ring. This place is run by Southern Cross! I don’t go to visit mother all that often because I get too upset when I see her. She has advanced dementia and I can’t stand seeing her in the state she currently is in when I remember how she used to be. Anyway, back Harmony House. Jan went to see mother on Saturday and found that her legs were flaky and sore, they weren’t putting the oil on them as they should be. She was in a dirty dress so Jan looked for a clean one and all her clothes had gone. Jan asked where they were and she was told that they were in the wash. Jan was fuming and they certainly knew about it. Tomorrow so will Social Services!
A few photos now then ...
First one up today is mother at Crimble time when se was at her best.
And dad with blackie the dog. Dad died in 1981.
I love art and this one is one of Jan's apinting that is hanging on our living room wall. It's Sally-pup and Penny-puss and was painted from one of my photos.
How about this for a street name! It's in Brum up by the cathedral.
I got this one inBlackpool Tower Circus in 2009. It's hand hand and no falsh. I like this one.
Yes, that ship is so close to the shore. We were in Fleetwood when we saw it coming in but we were not expecting to come so close in.
The Rochdale Sage has been in touch again ...
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. 'Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to...'
'Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.'
'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?'
'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat !.
After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?'
'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.'
'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!'
'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.'
'My, that's a lot!', gasped Mrs. Smith.
'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be In and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.'
'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said.
'Oh, my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.
'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with..'
'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith.
'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look'
'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.
'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.'
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?'
'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away..'
'Tripod?'
'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.'
Mrs. Smith fainted
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