Small Things

Sunshine today, lovely. Spoke to a friend on the phone.

Got on really well with Globe and Mail crossword.

Another friend mentioned she was doing puzzles so i went hunting and found a very old puzzle in the basement. I haven’t done it in years but when I opened it up, I found it is called “Trump’s general Store”!!!!

Started to spring clean earlier in the week, amazing how the cobwebs manage to festoon themselves around the ceilings and all without anyone noticing until you stop to look.

Binge watching every British Drama we can get our hands on, does this say something about us or US Drama?

Still drinking too much.


A Bit of This and That

“Travel” said Pooh, “oh what is that?” asked Eeyore. “I am not sure” said Pooh, “but I heard Christopher talking about it once when we were very young”. “I know an new word, said Piglet, “Suitcase” “Hmm it is all very well knowing new words but what does it mean” Said Pooh. “Perhaps a case to keep your suit in” suggested Tiger.

Friends just called and said Ottawa is a mad place to shop in, small minded Nazi’s seem to have taken over the stores with Rules to Follow being instigated without the use of common sense. The same thing happened when they first brought in all the security business at the airports. Employees taxed with controlling the masses, became small dictators. I expect this is something we will have top cope with from now on. Shops seem to be becoming even more useless. We will soon be doing everything via the internet. Perhaps we will be able to eat Virtually, cannot wait, i might loose weight. But will I be able to taste the chocolate?


A Little Light Music

“Oh to be in England……” Browning

I was so excited about today that I went back to bed after breakfast without a book.

While the Italian’s are singing beautiful opera from there balconies and the Spanish are playing classical music and being applauded, the Brits are singing drinking songs in the dark while being sworn at by irate neighbours.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

– William Wordsworth (1815)

I together with thousands of other school children learnt this at my teachers knee way back in the 1950’s. I still cannot remember it!!! But i do remember the bit about the daffodils dancing, as a result daffodils are my favourite flower.


A little madness

Driving along today, alone, I found that screaming at the top of my lungs all the swear words I could think of was not only good lung exercises but also relieved some of my stress!!

It is only a week since I had a few WI ladies come to my house for a meeting and already I am sick to death of being “socially isolated”!! Never mind that my Prime Minister assures me and all the other Canadians that our welfare is being protected.

Reading the local paper today I came across this gem “Do not go to the hospital if you are feeling unwell”.

I have decided I am a social person and this isolation business is for the birds, let me get sick and get it over with and then get on with my life either here or in the after life. This limbo like existence is not for me.

I did make it to the liquor store before they closed at new time of 6pm.

What did the chicken say to the egg as it rolled across the road? “Have a cracking time, chuck”


What is a Senior?

Someone who teaches the kids how to gamble?

In a discussion last night with a friend we came to the conclusion that being labeled as a senior at the present time (Covid 19) is not some thing we welcome.

Some stores in the town where I live are kindly offering special services for seniors. But am I a senior? I love getting senior discount! Seniors can be classified from age 55 to 100+.

Are we all the same? Some of us are fit and known to climb mountains, do Ironman races, walk miles daily or swim many laps of a local pool. We live in our own homes, look after grandhildren, cook and serve weekly meals to extended families. Others are wheelchair bound riddled with numerous ailments living in Senoir care homes where we have round the clock care. Still others are reasonably fit and able to look after themselves as well as tend gardens, spring clean, travel widely and fix our cars. Sometimes we get sick, or need operations from which we usually recover and are able to get back to living our enjoyable lives.

My point is do not tar us all with the same brush, do we consider a 20 year old the same as a 45 year old? Well do not do it with seniors.

I am capable of making my own disissions about how i want to live my life. I will not put anyone else’s life at risk but do NOT tell me what I am allowed to do or not.

I am not self isolating! and that is an end to it. This was supposed to be funny so here is a joke.

“Have you heard the one about the Irishman who went to AA? He still drinks but uses another name”.


My adventure of the day

17th March 2020, St Patrick’s Day. We were going to a restaurant tonight to listen to Irish songs and jokes, but Covid 19 has put a stop to that! After a great deal of thought and soul searching I decided to take myself off to Bayshore Shopping Mall in Ottawa. I felt like I was escaping from prison and had to be vigilant in case I was caught. I had a back up story ready just in case. (I might need it again so cannot tell you what it was). It was interesting in the mall, a few people around, mostly my age or older. Not too many stores open as The Premier, Mr. Ford, just announced that Emergency Measures will be in force in Ontario. Not sure everyone understands what this means as The Bay store has decided to close until 31st March. I did some shopping and then went home via Costco (cheap gas and more shopping). Some will say I am irresponsible, but I do not know why? I am not sick, I stayed well away from others, I frequently washed and cleaned my hands and I enjoyed the frisson of a perceived illegal action!!Watch this space for more musings on Covid 19.