Thursday 20 September 2012

In a bit of a bad moodle...

I am struggling with a moodle. Apparently every secondary school child now moodles their school work, but it is a struggle for me. I foolishly signed up for an online poetry course months ago. It is such a worry exposing my inadequacies to sixteen perfect strangers and the tutor,and they all sound as if they are `proper poets too.. I am trying to pluck up courage to submit my first assignment.
I am just back from my trip to the Lake District where I stayed with my dear ex neighbours M and D. I enjoyed beautiful walks and outings, delicious meals, and poetry at breakfast (D is a poet). The train journeys there and back were surprisingly trouble free. I think the Virgin staff must have been on a course to be kind to The Old. They positively begged to help me on and off trains and carry my case. Also a young man carried said case up the steps at a station. Maybe I just look decrepit.
I enjoyed a programme last night on TV about funerals It is on every week but I missed the last one. Different cultures in England have such interesting rituals. It has given me some ideas.
T

Monday 10 September 2012

I could have danced all night, but I didn`t.....

It has been an active weekend, with three very different gatherings.  The first was a grandly named `soiree` to raise funds for grand daugher G who is doing the Great North Run next weekend in aid of the Red Cross. It seems tough that you not only have to run for miles but raise lots of money as well. We all had to do a `turn` and there was a raffle in which everyone won a prize.
On Saturday I went to a Russian Orthodox christening where the baby was totally immersed three times into a copper cauldron by the priest. The baby is almost a year old and he emerged looking very surprised. There was a lovely party afterwards, whilst the very clean baby slept peacefully.
Then that  evening I went to spectacular party in Ditchling, just across the road, which was a fancy dress do, and as I have said before, Ditchling really knows how to party, I have never seen such amazing costumes, I felt under dressed in my blonde wig and feather boa, both of which were very tickly.
Tonight I am `putting the house to rest` before going off in the morning en route for Kendal to see my dear ex neighbours. This involves cleaning out the fridge and removing some dodgy items, hoovering round and whooshing away the spiders webs, none of which takes long in this small cottage