I'm impressed punkdoc. I only climbed one mountain. or was it a big hill?. Above Buttermere on a school camp. Shenanigins the night before meant I had little sleep, and I opted for an extra 10 minutes sleep over breakfast. Half way up I went hypo, and slithered down a wall. A packet of dextrosol later I was skipping around like a mountain goat. One of the lads from the boys school still remembers me coming out of the cold tarn in pants and a wet T shirt....
Fidget, great to see the dolphins in Cornwall, my grandsons live near a beach in Cornwall, they are always in the sea. They were taught to swim from babies, the 11 year old doesnt have lessons anymore but the 6 year old is now having diving lessons. Both water babies, or is it beach bums!
Gardening on the wild, windy west side of Dartmoor.
I was sat here at 4.45 crying over fidgetbones video. Just feeling that life has passed me by and that I have done nothing with it.It seems to have been all work and no play.No foreign holidays, only been abroad once to Paris for a Agriculture show. Have recently had a week off a year though. mainly stayed in Devon or Cornwall.Can't find a job, no people skills, need to find work for seven years to make up my pension. Not got enough for a basic pension.Can't drive so don't go out. Once a week to supermarket for food shop, though I can catch a bus to the local town. But there again I do have a roof over my head my children and grandchildren, my garden and my books. Put it down to hormones. better get on with the washing up.
Oh dear, half of you have wanderlust from last night's conflag! Steady on now chaps...calm yourselves and breeeeath
Fidget, what marvellous creatures have crossed your path
Edd, aspiration needs inspirationso be happy
Fritillary, I haven't been on holiday since my honeymoon 27yrs ago (apart from one business trip with my boss!). OH won't/can't fly and I have no-one else to go with...so I spend every day (weather permitting) in my garden which becomes my holiday paradise through the seasons. Thus, I feel luckier than many who catch a two week snapshot before back to the salt mines.
We shouldn't judge our lives by others or we will live their life and not ours. Take heart in your dreams and ambitions. Make plans and if those plans don't come to fruition...well my OH says...you only fail if you stop trying.
Morning all...gym and taking youngest son clothes shopping today which will be a tremendously wonderful experience for us both ah well...no rest for the wicked.
Not sure on the hardiness of yours in my garden but then you are further south
I have the domestica and want to treble it. It's such a great plant imo, foliage through the seasons and wonderful spurs of Christmas berries after subtle summer flowers.
When I was little, I used to watch the holiday programmes about foreign lands and get wanderlust. My dad used to say that exotic places weren't for the likes of us. When my other half had a heart attack, out of the blue at the age of 40, we changed our perspective on life. We have no kids, so now we spend what we can, having a good holiday. When the weather is good, a week in a caravan in cornwall can be magical. In fact, when the weather is good, a week in the garden can be brilliant.
My dad could have written the definitive book on how to go on holiday and spend very little. He seemed to know every beach with free parking and no ice cream van.
Back down to earth with a bump. A section of spring has fallen off my car. I cant get it in to the garage until Tuesday, and I've got four 50 mile round trips to do before then.
What a bu$$er Fidget! What can you do? Will it do more damage if you keep driving it? Can you borrow one? And the weather's looking none too good over your way as well
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Fidget please don't drive with a damaged spring. I just deleted the what "could" happen horror list that all mechanics reel off but suffice to say your suspension needs a spring void of sharp edges for a reason: especially with the bad weather predicted.
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I'm impressed punkdoc. I only climbed one mountain. or was it a big hill?. Above Buttermere on a school camp. Shenanigins the night before meant I had little sleep, and I opted for an extra 10 minutes sleep over breakfast. Half way up I went hypo, and slithered down a wall. A packet of dextrosol later I was skipping around like a mountain goat. One of the lads from the boys school still remembers me coming out of the cold tarn in pants and a wet T shirt....
Fidget, great to see the dolphins in Cornwall, my grandsons live near a beach in Cornwall, they are always in the sea. They were taught to swim from babies, the 11 year old doesnt have lessons anymore but the 6 year old is now having diving lessons. Both water babies, or is it beach bums!
I was sat here at 4.45 crying over fidgetbones video. Just feeling that life has passed me by and that I have done nothing with it.It seems to have been all work and no play.No foreign holidays, only been abroad once to Paris for a Agriculture show. Have recently had a week off a year though. mainly stayed in Devon or Cornwall.Can't find a job, no people skills, need to find work for seven years to make up my pension. Not got enough for a basic pension.Can't drive so don't go out. Once a week to supermarket for food shop, though I can catch a bus to the local town. But there again I do have a roof over my head my children and grandchildren, my garden and my books. Put it down to hormones. better get on with the washing up.
PS. I have found you lot now.Things must be on the up.
Oh dear, half of you have wanderlust from last night's conflag! Steady on now chaps...calm yourselves and breeeeath
Fidget, what marvellous creatures have crossed your path
Edd, aspiration needs inspiration
so be happy
Fritillary, I haven't been on holiday since my honeymoon 27yrs ago (apart from one business trip with my boss!). OH won't/can't fly and I have no-one else to go with...so I spend every day (weather permitting) in my garden which becomes my holiday paradise through the seasons. Thus, I feel luckier than many who catch a two week snapshot before back to the salt mines.
We shouldn't judge our lives by others or we will live their life and not ours. Take heart in your dreams and ambitions. Make plans and if those plans don't come to fruition...well my OH says...you only fail if you stop trying.
Morning all...gym and taking youngest son clothes shopping today which will be a tremendously wonderful experience for us both
ah well...no rest for the wicked.
P.S @ BL. Love love love Nandinas!
Not sure on the hardiness of yours in my garden but then you are further south
I have the domestica and want to treble it. It's such a great plant imo, foliage through the seasons and wonderful spurs of Christmas berries after subtle summer flowers.
When I was little, I used to watch the holiday programmes about foreign lands and get wanderlust. My dad used to say that exotic places weren't for the likes of us. When my other half had a heart attack, out of the blue at the age of 40, we changed our perspective on life. We have no kids, so now we spend what we can, having a good holiday. When the weather is good, a week in a caravan in cornwall can be magical. In fact, when the weather is good, a week in the garden can be brilliant.
My dad could have written the definitive book on how to go on holiday and spend very little. He seemed to know every beach with free parking and no ice cream van.
Back down to earth with a bump. A section of spring has fallen off my car. I cant get it in to the garage until Tuesday, and I've got four 50 mile round trips to do before then.
Good morning all
What a bu$$er Fidget! What can you do? Will it do more damage if you keep driving it? Can you borrow one? And the weather's looking none too good over your way as well
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Fidget please don't drive with a damaged spring. I just deleted the what "could" happen horror list that all mechanics reel off but suffice to say your suspension needs a spring void of sharp edges for a reason: especially with the bad weather predicted.