Not enough to call a flurry, drifted into her face as she left the library, icy cold little flakes.. brr.. it has been chilly-billy here today. I was busy keeping warm as witch.. aka mama.. hasn't turned the boiler up and the meagre feathers I've got on my chest look like a peculiar mohair vest.
Silly me, I really shouldn't have taken out those lovely new feathers, should I? But it stressed me out greatly having her in bed with that virus and Beaky plucked them out. Stupid Beaky, no wonder she's so rude about him sometimes!
She pulled the door curtain across the front door and both the blind and the curtains are drawn in our bedroom to keep Mister Icy Cold away.
But we keep warm.. Ginger is her warming drink of choice, into a thick mug go half a teaspoonful of powdered ginger and a chunk of the fresh root grated very finely, then boiling hot water is poured in and a saucer put onto the top to allow the mix to brew. For one, it is a marvellous anti-inflammatory for her knees and secondly, it is mighty warming!
Then I sit on her head, it keeps my toetoes warm and her head hot.. it's a great deal!
She's off to Romford tomorrow for a session with Valerie, it was Emma's fortieth birthday last Friday and there is a prettily wrapped present is sitting just infront of the door, so it cannot be left behind by mistake.
She was given a beautiful gift yesterday, a glorious orange cashmere shawl.. ohhh. the colour is truly breathtaking! And a tub of crisp banana slices and something she's never seen before.. dried bananas! They're individually wrapped in a big box and are veryvery scrummydumptious. So a big "thank you" goes to Tereza for these lovely gifts.
Something strange happened today, she took a book back to the library because she simply couldn't read it! This has only happened to her about five times ever in total and as she's the person who'll read the back of a Cornflakes packet, you have to know that this means the book was, well, it was dire!
First up, the type set was wrong, it was badly printed and in a most peculiarly weird page size, it reminded her of an old fashioned, cheaply produced history text book. The writing was as dry as an old bone.. which was a pity as the subject, Romania in the last years of the 1990's - 1998 to be precise - was a fascinating time, that dreadful man, Nicolae Ceausescu and his equally evil wife Elena, had been dead for ten years and the country was taking its' first steps towards freedom from communism.
Worst still is the fact that she knows the author, ah well, her borrowing the book has earned him 7p! But she won't be dropping him a note about how much she enjoyed it, for it was dreary beyond belief.
Unlike the short story by Joanne Harris.. 'Faith and Hope Fly South'. It is a charming tale, short but extraordinarily powerful, at the end, you 'see' the room.. I urge you to get it and read it and I defy you not to touched by it.
Bed time for us dollies.. she's going to use the heat pad tonight for a bit, it's getting colder and we are envious of Karen being in the warm sunshine on the Mexican seaside, she's having a break from the wicked cold in Minnesota, how wise! Have a happy time Karen.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 10th, 2017.
Silly me, I really shouldn't have taken out those lovely new feathers, should I? But it stressed me out greatly having her in bed with that virus and Beaky plucked them out. Stupid Beaky, no wonder she's so rude about him sometimes!
She pulled the door curtain across the front door and both the blind and the curtains are drawn in our bedroom to keep Mister Icy Cold away.
But we keep warm.. Ginger is her warming drink of choice, into a thick mug go half a teaspoonful of powdered ginger and a chunk of the fresh root grated very finely, then boiling hot water is poured in and a saucer put onto the top to allow the mix to brew. For one, it is a marvellous anti-inflammatory for her knees and secondly, it is mighty warming!
Then I sit on her head, it keeps my toetoes warm and her head hot.. it's a great deal!
She's off to Romford tomorrow for a session with Valerie, it was Emma's fortieth birthday last Friday and there is a prettily wrapped present is sitting just infront of the door, so it cannot be left behind by mistake.
She was given a beautiful gift yesterday, a glorious orange cashmere shawl.. ohhh. the colour is truly breathtaking! And a tub of crisp banana slices and something she's never seen before.. dried bananas! They're individually wrapped in a big box and are veryvery scrummydumptious. So a big "thank you" goes to Tereza for these lovely gifts.
Something strange happened today, she took a book back to the library because she simply couldn't read it! This has only happened to her about five times ever in total and as she's the person who'll read the back of a Cornflakes packet, you have to know that this means the book was, well, it was dire!
First up, the type set was wrong, it was badly printed and in a most peculiarly weird page size, it reminded her of an old fashioned, cheaply produced history text book. The writing was as dry as an old bone.. which was a pity as the subject, Romania in the last years of the 1990's - 1998 to be precise - was a fascinating time, that dreadful man, Nicolae Ceausescu and his equally evil wife Elena, had been dead for ten years and the country was taking its' first steps towards freedom from communism.
Worst still is the fact that she knows the author, ah well, her borrowing the book has earned him 7p! But she won't be dropping him a note about how much she enjoyed it, for it was dreary beyond belief.
Unlike the short story by Joanne Harris.. 'Faith and Hope Fly South'. It is a charming tale, short but extraordinarily powerful, at the end, you 'see' the room.. I urge you to get it and read it and I defy you not to touched by it.
Bed time for us dollies.. she's going to use the heat pad tonight for a bit, it's getting colder and we are envious of Karen being in the warm sunshine on the Mexican seaside, she's having a break from the wicked cold in Minnesota, how wise! Have a happy time Karen.
GeeGee Parrot.
February 10th, 2017.
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