Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Wednesday this and that . . .

  

GREY and cheerless is the garden
in the wintery gloom.
But I DREAM of daffodils
and appletrees in bloom.
FROZEN fields lie hard as iron
beneath the bitter rain.
But I DREAM of new green wheat
and lilacs in the lane.

In the DEEP and silent woods
there is a death-like hush.
Yet I seem to HEAR the
singing of an April thrush.
MANY of our foolish dreams
just fade into the blue.
But when you DREAM
a dream of Spring . . .
you KNOW it's coming true. 

~Patience Strong

 

We had an easy drive to our friends Tony and Tina yesterday.  They moved a few months back from a lovely two bedroom detached private bungalow into a one bedroom Senior's bungalow, which is a fair distance from where they used to live, situated in a small village in Wales, nestled amongst rolling Clywdian hills.  They are quite far up actually.  Once you leave the motorway you travel on a winding twisting roadway which carries  you up and up with each twist and turn.

Along the way you drive through hedgerow tunnels . . .  studded with trees which meet like gables overhead . . .  bare branched in the winter, but you just know that in the height of summer they will be a much welcomed cool green tunnel.  An abundance of snowdrops lay nestled amongs the tangled roots at every turn.  It can be a bit un-nerving on those narrow twisting country lanes . . .  they seem scarcely wide enough to carry one car and one worries about meeting another and what to do should that happen.

Thankfully it didn't.

 

 Past rolling farm fields, dotted with grazing cotton ball sheep and yes  . . .  the odd Spring lamb, and barns and tractors  . . .  and at one place an open barn right near to the road where I could see cows, their heads plunged through open spaces, feeding from a trough which lay filled with silage at the side of the barn.  Our windows were closed, but I do love the smell of a farm yard . . .  so long as it is not pigs.  It is an earthy smell . . .  a country smell . . . comforting in a way.

Tina and Tony have settled in well to their small home.  I know that it was very difficult for them, having to downsize . . .  to get rid of a lot of their belongings, and yes . . .  even their beloved Danny, a little white highland terrier they had.   He was not happy there, in the new space . . .  there was no room for him to play and they have no back garden to speak of.  The last time we saw him, he seemed very stressed and not at all happy . . . but thankfully now has been rehomed in a lovely place with a dear family with lots of space for him to enjoy and he is quite happily settled there according to all reports.  Sometimes when you love something or someone, you must make hard decisions concerning their happiness, even though it hurts to do so, and I can only imagine how much it hurt to give him up.  I know how we would feel if we had to give up Mitzie . . .  perish the thought.



 Tina is doing remarkably well after this second knee replacement.  I was very surprised.  Much better than the last one.  It was so good to sit and chat. Tony is taking very good care of her and of course members of the church have been very good at dropping by with meals and such.  We take good care of each other . . .  like family.  That is as it should be.

Todd and  I have been thinking about moving into sheltered accomodation and into Wales.  It's been on our minds for a while now.  It would be a wrench to leave our fruit trees, but each year when I see Todd  having to mow the yard and take care of all the flowers, etc.  when I see him struggling to trim that enormous hedge of ours, it becomes more clear that there will come a time in the not too distant future when we will have to make this hard decision ourselves.  Not just yet  . . .  but we must be prepared, which brings a certain sense of urgency to my downsizing/sorting/getting rid plans.



In talking with our friend Doreen the other day she told us that as of the first of April they are no longer having Wardens for the Seniors who live in sheltered accomodation here in Chester . . .  all of them are gone.  Whatever will Seniors do who need assistance from these people from time to time?   Who will keep an eye on the ones who don't have family to keep an eye on them and their needs?   It's very sad really.   It will also cost £25 now as well if they have to pull the cord for help . . .  Each of these sheltered homes has pull cords in each room that an elderly person can pull which sends an alarm to a central place where they have workers who can send help if need be.   I can see elderly people not pulling the cords at all and dying alone in their homes having had a bad fall etc.  Or from neglect.  It seems a shame that we can send billions in money to other countries under the auspices of foreign aid, and yet our own elderly are left doing without.
 People who have worked hard all their lives and paid taxes and supported this country through World Wars, etc.   Now forgotten and pushed aside.  It makes me sad.

Oh, and the big news of the day yesterday when we got home,  was that there had been a transvestite try to attack a young lad in the nature park at the end of our road (where that man got stabbed last year in broad daylight) and a couple of young men attacked him and put a beating to him.  Apparently the police were there and everything, also doing a door to door search.  My neighbor put the photos on facebook.   I have been tellling Todd for a long time not to walk Mitzie there.  Once you get into the park it is just far too secluded.  He carries a big stick with him, but I don't think it would be much help if a bunch of youths tried to jump him.

Did you cook your pancakes last night??  I did.   We had them together here as we sat and watched Michael Portillo and his Great American Train Journies . . .  some sprinkled with lemon and drizzled with honey and then rolled up and then the others spread with Wilkens and Sons Tiptree Little Scarlet Strawberry jam . . .  filled with tiny wild strawberries . . .  rolled up just so.  Both were very good.  *Yum!*  Yum, they were a real treat.

A thought to carry with you through today  . . .


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"The Spirit works with us at our own speed, 
one step at a time, or as the Lord has taught, 
“line upon line”."
~Larry R Lawrence
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Spiritual Enlightenment

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There is sausage stuff in The English Kitchen today  . . .  including these heart shaped Sausage sandwiches which are gluten free and paleo.

The Paleo Diet is an effort to eat like we used to back in the day…WAY back in the day. If a caveman couldn't eat it, neither can you. This means anything we could hunt or find – meats, fish, nuts, leafy greens, regional veggies, and seeds.  To each their own!

Have a perfectly wonderful Wednesday.  Along the way don't forget . . .

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And I do too!



7 comments:

Suze said...

Good morning Marie,

Having to pay for assistance call outs is normal here and a scandal I think. They have independent units where dad lives and they have call out fees. Do not get me started. I do understand the needing to face the change of moving to a more secure place. Some as so small though.

I think many people do better with a second joint replacement. They certainly know what to expect. It is huge surgery.

God bless your day.

Marie Rayner said...

It is a huge surgery Suzan and especially when you are 72 like Tina is! She has done very well. We really enjoyed out time with them and Tony was rising to the office of care giver very well! He even did us all lunch! xo

Dee said...

I agree on the Paleo diet!
The illness I have prohibits a lot of thing on the diet and it just plain is not my cup of tea!

Sybil said...

So pleased that you had that lovely drive, I do love country roads when the trees form an arch come summer....I so agree with you about the sheltered housing situation. As you know that was my wee job when I moved down to Bath ..a part time warden...the tenants were checked every day we either had to see them in person or by a previously decided sign...now that is all finished as you say ...not sure what they do there now...but it was such an ideal way to house the older folks I have no idea why they changed...after all the tenants still paid indirectly for the service. Down here in Box it's the same they have taken all the wardens away they can pull the cord but at a cost ....however I think it is a very wise decision for you andTod to start thinking of moving to a kind of support housing in Wales .but only if you could take Mitzie...I think they are mostly let by housing associations and rents are higher but you would get help with that I'm sure....Hope you are having a nice day. It is better here now after the terrible storms Sunday Monday ...no damage done around me but poor Lyn had her fence blown down...xxx

La Table De Nana said...

Did you ever think we would think this way? About not being able to do as much as we could..

scares the living daylights out of me..
I never had my paents live long enough to see what growing older does..it's evident..that things do change.
Horrors..don't go walking a lone even w/ a big stick..it would do nothing as far as protection goes w/ a group of people that have a plan:(

Marie ..going to see your heart..it's so cute..

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

The time will come for all of us when we will no longer be able to care for ourselves or live how we want. I've been very thankful this winter that we've had very little snow. Other years I've had to shovel the snow a lot. I'm getting older and wonder just how long I'll be able to do that. Good to be prepared for the time when it comes.

Marie Rayner said...

I am not sure I could survive on such a strict diet Dee! But I would like to try. It's hard to keep away from processed foods however! xoxo

Sybil, I worry about those who are shut in and have no families to care for them. They will end up in homes I wager, and that will cost the Government more in the long run. It's just so sad. This is how neglect starts. It's just so very sad. We all know that the longevity of a person decreases once they go into care. Allowing these people to stay at home helps to keep them alive longer and affords them a much more enjoyable life. It saddens me that we live in a society where our elderly are just not valued by anyone, and especially by the Government. Shame on them. Im sure you were a great Warden! Poor Lynn and her fence! Thankfully we didn't get much of the storm up here in Chester, except for rain, of course!xoxo

The prospect of getting old is a bit scary Monique! I have seen my parents go down hill these past years and with my mom have seen how quickly it can happen. The hearts ARE cute. Tasty too! xoxo

My mom was paying a fortune each year for snow removal Pam! Thankfully now she has my sister's partner Dan to do it all. With a population that is rapidly aging, and the amount of baby boomers who are now getting elderly, caring for them isn't a problem which is going to go away in a hurry. I am not elderly yet, at least I don't feel elderly and I am afraid of what will happen when I actually am! xoxo