Monday 26 February 2018

Dripping tap

This was one of the songs from my first piano book.

Drip, drop, drip, drop
What is that?
It's my leaking, dripping tap.
Drip, drop, drip, drop
All the night,
We forgot to turn it tight.

It reminds me of my nose at the moment! Constantly dripping. Plus the cough and I'm one sorry me.

Cough, sneeze, snively me,
Cough again and whoops a dee,
Time to exercise the floor
Just in case I cough some more.

Wheeze, gasp, snively me,
Get it up, oh deary me,
Take 3 breaths and try again
Coughs and sneezes are a pain!

Drip, blow, snively me,
Noz is red  - this cold is free
To anyone who comes in view
Here you are it's all for you.

Cough, sneeze, snively me
Sniff and splutter let me be.
Heading off to my nice warm bed
Hack, hack, hack, enough is said.


Sunday 25 February 2018

I find ...

... that washing the kitchen floor on my hands and knees using a cloth is preferable to using a mop (I can get in the corners and see all the dirt without putting my glasses on).

... that using brown wrapping paper for presents is preferable to buying special wrapping paper for different occasions (only one roll in the cupboard so saving space).

... that wearing stretchy pants is preferable to wearing trousers or jeans with a waist band (ahhhh). 

... that sitting on the floor is preferable to sitting on a chair (just me, I guess).

... that mopping up my plate with a piece of bread means I don't have to wash the plate (just joshing).

... that blowing one's nose on kitchen paper towel is preferable to blowing it on loo paper or tissues (as it's thicker and bigger so lasting longer).

... that sneezing without putting my hand over my mouth is much more satisfying to me (not to anyone else though).


PS - if you don't possess stretchy pants do not, repeat DO NOT, buy any. Your waistline will never forgive you. :)

Thursday 22 February 2018


1 2 3 4 increase, increase, 1234 decrease, decrease


1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13, do 2 more


forwards 1 2 3, backwards, 1 2 3


Grand Old Duke of York X 6


The first count is my crocheting for my ripple blanket, the second is the number of strokes to shave each leg - I can't stay at 13 now, can I?
The third count is my swimming of 3 lengths breast stroke followed by 3 lengths back stroke. If I count in 3s I can easily count the 30 lengths needed for my swimming exercise. 
The fourth count is for cleaning my teeth. It takes 2 minutes to sing the Grand Old Duke of York six times. 

Batty or what?


Wednesday 21 February 2018

Not enough time

Apologies for my absence but we've had visitors - meals, days out, shopping, playing, driving around, entertaining etc. but they have now gone back home - and left me with the dreaded lurgy. I can cough for Britain and my nose would win a running race. To top it all my computer is having an upgrade so I've been pretty busy.

The house is slowly getting back to normal and all the bedding has been washed and the toys put away for another time. Now for a rest - I didn't have the energy to go dancing today. Looks like I have to put up with this lurgy for a while - DH has had it for 2 months and DS has had it for a fortnight. 

Nil desperandum.


Tuesday 6 February 2018

So much ...

In the bin:-

1. cat food pouches
2. plastic wrap off the chicken
3. plastic bags off the veg.
4. edge of the plastic from the stuffing
5. butter wrapper
6. cake liner
7. cat treaty wrapper
8. foil that wrapped the beef that had been saved from a previous meal
9. grotty bits of left over cat food
10. grotty bits from the sink drainer
11. floor bits from sweeping the kitchen floor
12. plaster dust and bits from sweeping the newly plastered under stairs loo
13. 'sucked' bones from the chicken dinner
14. 'window' from an envelope (the paper was recycled)

I don't think that's all but it's all I can remember at the moment. The bin under the sink is nearly full.

So much for ...

zero waste.

I have a long way to go.


PS  - the bin liner was a recycled plastic bag but than now ends up in landfill.