She was 'trapped' at home today by the painters, they wanted our windows unlocked and our front door open so that they could paint said objects.
BUT.. what a nice day we've had! Several unexpected telephone calls have come in on her landline and Alan dropped some mail for a nighbour.. will Big Russ know to do this, she wonders?
Another call came through on her mobile and whilst it was glorious to speak with Patrick, whom she has known she she was eight, it rocked and shocked her, for some of his news was dreadful.
Patrick had two families, his father and two full brothers lived in France and his maman and his step-father lived in England with his two half brothers, Bruce and Charles, and his only sister Annabelle.
His tale was sad.. his papa has died of bone cancer, his glorious maman has died aged 96, Annabelle has died in Ischia where she lived since 1969. Bernard, one of his French brothers, died just two years ago, only a month after Annabelle, Patrick and Bruce went over for Bernard's funeral only to be met with the devasting news, upon their return to England, that Charles had had a heart atteack whilst they was in Paris and was dead.
She sat down and was speechless.. she's known them for so long.. they were in and out of each others homes when they were growing up.. and she'd had lunch a few years ago with Patrick and all was well with everyone.
Oi vey.
Then she got a call from Lambeth Police Alcohol Licensing Dept to say that they hadn't received the form that was given to Brixton Police Station last Thursday.. grrrr.. she needs this for the barbecue.. so she told the very nice police woman what had happened and there was a slight pause.. "I'll get back to you" she said to my mum - whose temper was about to unfurl its' rather unpleasant tongue.
She's had enough of incompetence and people losing these important forms. Now she's emailed everyone concerned and told them that as of now, if they give a form to anyone, they are to ask for a date stamped receipt for the form.
Grrr.
Onto happier things.. yeah.. only a couple of weeks and Bob and Tom will be here! She misses some of her friends very much. But they're spread all over the world now and emails and the odd long distance call just have to do. Sigh..
Don't be glum.. think of your tum, I murmured to her, for mine is almost back to its' former glory and covered in feathers and hers, well, it just ain't there any more!
Its' disappeared.. she's got more inches and a few kilos to lose but soon she'll be wearing those (American) size 4 skirts again! What a good thing she didn't give all those small sized clothes away! A lot have gone out of the door but not one's that she loved and she's decided to keep a couple of the long evening ones and to sell the rest.
Dreary weather.. it rained this morning.. but it needs to rain more. Rain at night and sun in the day would be perfect! And it might get those naughty yellow figs to ripen more quickly.. it is like watching paint drying only picking one a week!
She's (hopefully) picking up the Alcohol License tomorrow and will take it down to Morrisons, this enables them to authorise the release of alochol for retail sale.. all very complicated but necessary when you're holding a Charity event.
So there you have our day, nothing exciting to report. She's shocked by Annabelle and Charlie's deaths.. Charlie was in his late fifties and Annabelle was sixty three.
Love your beloved ones folks.. and scrub the kitchen from top to toe when you can't go out!
GeeGee Parrot.
August 20th, 2015.
BUT.. what a nice day we've had! Several unexpected telephone calls have come in on her landline and Alan dropped some mail for a nighbour.. will Big Russ know to do this, she wonders?
Another call came through on her mobile and whilst it was glorious to speak with Patrick, whom she has known she she was eight, it rocked and shocked her, for some of his news was dreadful.
Patrick had two families, his father and two full brothers lived in France and his maman and his step-father lived in England with his two half brothers, Bruce and Charles, and his only sister Annabelle.
His tale was sad.. his papa has died of bone cancer, his glorious maman has died aged 96, Annabelle has died in Ischia where she lived since 1969. Bernard, one of his French brothers, died just two years ago, only a month after Annabelle, Patrick and Bruce went over for Bernard's funeral only to be met with the devasting news, upon their return to England, that Charles had had a heart atteack whilst they was in Paris and was dead.
She sat down and was speechless.. she's known them for so long.. they were in and out of each others homes when they were growing up.. and she'd had lunch a few years ago with Patrick and all was well with everyone.
Oi vey.
Then she got a call from Lambeth Police Alcohol Licensing Dept to say that they hadn't received the form that was given to Brixton Police Station last Thursday.. grrrr.. she needs this for the barbecue.. so she told the very nice police woman what had happened and there was a slight pause.. "I'll get back to you" she said to my mum - whose temper was about to unfurl its' rather unpleasant tongue.
She's had enough of incompetence and people losing these important forms. Now she's emailed everyone concerned and told them that as of now, if they give a form to anyone, they are to ask for a date stamped receipt for the form.
Grrr.
Onto happier things.. yeah.. only a couple of weeks and Bob and Tom will be here! She misses some of her friends very much. But they're spread all over the world now and emails and the odd long distance call just have to do. Sigh..
Don't be glum.. think of your tum, I murmured to her, for mine is almost back to its' former glory and covered in feathers and hers, well, it just ain't there any more!
Its' disappeared.. she's got more inches and a few kilos to lose but soon she'll be wearing those (American) size 4 skirts again! What a good thing she didn't give all those small sized clothes away! A lot have gone out of the door but not one's that she loved and she's decided to keep a couple of the long evening ones and to sell the rest.
Dreary weather.. it rained this morning.. but it needs to rain more. Rain at night and sun in the day would be perfect! And it might get those naughty yellow figs to ripen more quickly.. it is like watching paint drying only picking one a week!
She's (hopefully) picking up the Alcohol License tomorrow and will take it down to Morrisons, this enables them to authorise the release of alochol for retail sale.. all very complicated but necessary when you're holding a Charity event.
So there you have our day, nothing exciting to report. She's shocked by Annabelle and Charlie's deaths.. Charlie was in his late fifties and Annabelle was sixty three.
Love your beloved ones folks.. and scrub the kitchen from top to toe when you can't go out!
GeeGee Parrot.
August 20th, 2015.
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