30 November 2018

Lunchtime Concert

Today's lunchtime concert in the Cathedral was Flautista, a trio of lady flutists, or is it flautists? According to the Oxford English Dictionary the word flutist (1603) is a much older established word than flautist (1860). And the English term flute is related to the modern French flĂ»te, so it is thought that the player of that instrument would be a flutist. 
Anyway flutist or flautist they were wonderful, charming, delightful. They played an assortment of pieces - Mendelssohn, Tchaikovsky, Bizet, on an assortment of flutes. Some of which we recognised but enjoyed all of them.

Aren't those shoes delicious, I used to wear shoes like that a long, long, long time ago. 

They wear beautiful red heels as a means of adding some colour to their black concert dresses.
One was wearing sparkly red ones like Dorothy's in "The Wizard of Oz".

I had cheese and pickle sandwiches and a cup of tea.

Afterwards my friend M and I browsed around town before catching the bus home. My bus was late, or rather I think it just didn't arrive, thankfully they run every 15 minutes so I was still in time to pick my grandson up from trampoline after school.

Time for tea now.
I hope you have a good weekend and 

~Keep warm and well ~
Polly x

23 November 2018

A Good Read

Such a Long Journey by Rohinton Mistry
Bombay 1971, the year India went to war over what was to become Bangladesh. 
Hard-working bank clerk, Gustad Noble is a devoted family man who struggles to do his best for his family and friends. His is the one reasonable voice amidst the ongoing dramas of his neighbours, one of whom is the poignant local character Tehmul, a man harmless but brain damaged, Gustad is the only one who can interpret his distorted speech. 
Times are changing and gradually Gustad’s modest life starts unravelling. His young daughter falls ill and his promising son defies his father’s ambitions for him by refusing a college scholarship he has won. 
One day Gustad receives a letter from his old friend Major Bilimoria. The Major works for Indira Gandhi’s secret police, he asks Gustad to help him in what at first seems like an heroic mission. But Gustad soon finds himself unwittingly drawn into a dangerous network of deception. 

Brilliantly written, comic and poignant.  Compassionate and rich in details of character and place, this unforgettable novel charts the journey of a moral heart in a turbulent world of change. I thoroughly enjoyed this touching story and felt I knew Gustad and his family very well. Highly recommend it.

~Happy Reading ~
Polly x

19 November 2018

Cough Cough Cough

And don't mention the snotty nose, good heavens where does it all come from!!!

A week ago I became victim to a vicious cold virus. Aching, coughing, sneezing, wheezing, unable to breath properly. It has been the worst cold I have ever had. The cough and snotty nose are still lingering but thankfully I am starting to feel much better, more energy, more active, my social life can continue. I missed a few things last week, the most disappointing was a trip to the theatre to see The Mousetrap. I've seen it before, a long time ago and was so looking forward to seeing it again but I just couldn't go out with all those germs in my system. Maybe I can book again next year.

Dear reader I hope you keep well and don't catch a cold.

~Take care ~
Polly x

10 November 2018


I overslept this morning and didn't want to take the dogs out. I was feeling lazy. But after breakfast the sun was shining and I felt a bit guilty so we went out. We didn't do a very long walk though because I found out from some other dog walkers that the hunt was headed our way and that's the last thing we wanted to get caught up in. They had a good run around though.

The village church had a photo competition and WWI centenary exhibition. Refreshments and cake were provided by the WI. Crafts and home made jams and marmalade were for sale. I helped out on the cake stall for the first hour.

My WI group made hession banners with poppies and labels on them. Each label had the name of a soldier from the village who died in the war.

It was very sad, so many of the men were just young boys, and some families in the village lost two or more sons.

Later in the afternoon I took my daughter to Calenzo's for afternoon tea as part of her birthday celebration.

It was absolutely delicious, starting with salmon and cream cheese bagels, the most delicious sausage rolls I have ever tasted and triangles of pizza sandwiches. Followed by plain and fruit scones with cream and jam, mini chocolate cakes, and New York cheesecakes. Accompanied with glasses of Prosecco and coffee to finish. The restaurant is lovely with nice spacious booths. 
We did a little bit of shopping afterwards and then home.

My grandson's team lost their basketball match, they were winning until extra time when the other team scored 7 points.

~Be well ~
Polly x

3 November 2018


It's a quiet weekend for me, daughter and son-in-law are away, I'm in charge of my grandson. He's playing in a basketball match this afternoon. So for now I'm going through hundreds of photos to either use in blog posts or delete.
Lets see what I've got.

Back in May 2012 my very dear friend Cathy asked if I would accompany her on a holiday to Canada. She and her husband had made plans to visit his cousin in Hamilton. Sadly he developed a very aggressive cancer and died before he could accomplish his dream. It was all booked and my friend wanted to go because it's what her husband wanted but she wasn't confident to go on her own. I paid my share of the flight, bought some currency and off we went.

I was still recovering from a fall three months earlier in February which resulted in a broken foot (bones take longer to heal as we age!). My foot ached a lot but it didn't deter me from enjoying the holiday. 
Our first day was a gentle walk around a waterfront followed by a bus ride The next day was a shopping day at the mall.

The following day, together with D our hostess and seven of her friends we hired a limo into 
Toronto to see West Side Story. The show was brilliant. 
We ended the day back at Hamilton in an excellent Chinese restaurant.

The highlight of the trip for me was visiting Niagara Falls. We visited Niagara-on-the-Lake first. 
This beautiful picturesque town oozes charm.

Shaw cafe and wine bar. We didn't go in, I think it's one of those places that relies on it's 
location and looks to overcharge for mediocre service and food.

Prince of Wales hotel

Whirlpool Aero Car

Cathy and I took a trip on the Maid of the Mist

The ubiquitous photo taken just before boarding the boat.

Taken by a fellow passenger

Out for breakfast, delicious but I didn't expect it all on one plate!

We had a day trip to St Jacobs, a popular location for tourism due to its quaint village appearance,
lots of independent one-of-a-kind shops and its Mennonite heritage.

D thought the Farmer's Market was on but it was out of season,
we were disappointed but there were plenty of shops for us to browse round. 

We did some cruising in D's lovely classic Mustang

Cathy and I at Lake Erie, visiting D's friends who have a summer place there.

A very interesting trip round HMCS (His/Her Majesty's Canadian Ship) Haida.
A tribal-class destroyer that served in the Royal Canadian Navy from 1943 to 1963,
participating in WWII and the Korean war. She was named for the Haida people.

After this visit we met with D's friends for a farewell lunch. It was sad saying goodbye.
A couple of years later D and three of the other girls came over to London
as part of a European trip, Cathy and I enjoyed a lovely weekend with them.

~Be well ~
Polly x

1 November 2018

Under Pressure

I have just taken delivery of a parcel.
I was cleaning the downstairs toilet at the time, I heard the bell and the knock on the door.
It took 25 steps to get to the front door
The delivery man was walking away
This has happened before, do the delivery people expect the door to be opened the second they take their finger off the bell?
They are not to blame, it's the culture of employing minimum people to do maximum work.
I don't like being the age I am, but I am so glad I don't have to work anymore.

~Be well ~
Polly x

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