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.


New Beginings

My daughter and a few friends have suggested I might like to start blogging here again

Dave and I are now settled in our house here on the Kemptville Creek in Oxford Mills Ontario.

When we first moved in we put a new roof on it, had wood floors fitted in lounge/ dinner, new furnace/oiltank. the usual stuff, just to make it comfy!!

The summer after we moved we fitted a wood burning fireplace in the lounge. We were lucky in that their was a rough in for a fireplace behind the drywall. Most people think we are mad having a wood fire place but we like the ambiance. We have a wood stove in the family room which gives off a lot of heat especially when we keep it well fed.

Their is a large room off a bedroom upstairs which was roughed in for a bathroom and we started to work on this in January 2010 with help from a friend who came down for 5 days and managed to get a lot of “behind the scenes” work done. Then we took off for 3 months to Thailand. On our return the garden required a lot of work just to catch up on the lack of weeding the previous year/s. Thus the bathroom took a back seat untill the fall when Dave started to work on it now and then. We had already got most of the fixtures and fittings but there was a lot work required and soemtimes Dave got a little overwhelmed. In the end it was compleated and we moved into the bedroom in the summer of 2011.



We have been welcomed to Canada this week, more precisly, Ontario, by a huge fall of snow. It started on Monday when it snowed all day leaving about 3 inches and two, very excited, just returned to the land of snow and ice, people. We should have known better, being the age we are with the experience we have, that it wouldn’t all be lovely white sparkling fluffy stuff. It could get serious.
Tuesday was a lovely sunny day and I took Karen Christmas shopping, fun and rewarding. Wednesday we awoke to a snow storm and Dave had to take the car (we have bought a red PT Cruiser, I LOVE it) back to the garage to have something fitted. He spent most of the day traveling around carefully doing errands and picking up attachments for the the lawn tractor he just bought. Thursday, we had planned to go and do a food shop, it took us 1 hour to get out of the driveway due to the deep snow and getting stuck in it just outside the garage. We did not have snow tires yet so we used a lot of bits of wood and digging out before we got traction. We drove straight to Canadian Tire and ordered a snow blower to be delivered the next day!

This was originally written in Dec, 2009.


In Flight

Caught between two layers of cloud: one, a cushiony, fluffy bed on which to catch us if we fall. The other, a greyish-white ceiling of the most liquid dream I’ve ever seen. A pale strip of blue sits between these two layers, parallel to us. It’s the most desirable room in an insane asylum – white walls with a glimpse of freedom millions of miles away – one could ever inhabit.


Montreal and musings

This was first writen about my Canada trip April/May 2008
Continuing with Canadian trip.
Christina and I drove to Montreal, quite a pleasant journey and not too busy on the roads. We stayed with Jean and shared a bed, something Christina found interesting! It was great to see Jean looking well, she was 95 years young in March!

Denise and her flowering bush, it was early May thus spring in Montreal

Nicholas, Denise and Kirsten

Christina and Jane, at dinner.

We were also able to visit with John and Kath. who have been living back in Montreal since summer 2007 and are enjoying being close to their children again.

We also visited the Davis family while we were in Montreal. They have settled back down to life in Canada after a few years living in UK. They are enjoying sharing life again with their children who stayed in Canada.

Our New House

We have moved into a house in Kemptville Ontario. It is situated on 4+ acres of land and we love it or we did until…………..

We took over possession on 16th Nov. and our furniture arrived from UK on Wed. 25th Nov. We spent our first night in the house last night.
Yesterday the roofers began to replace the roof, it started to rain last night and this morning it turned to snow!!!! When Dave went down to the basement to start plumbing in the washing machine he found we have a leak!!!! Most of the basement is finished so it has travelled a ways before we found it. We have discovered the source of the leak, a crack in the foundation wall with an indentation in the ground beside it thus enabling water to accumulate there and seep into the basement. We are in the process of trying to find who will pay for repairs!!!!

Otherwise we are loving living here, we are very happy to be back in Canada, it is where our hearts are, all we need now is for the family to follow! Actually it really isn’t that far across the pond after living in Asia.

More later, I have work to do


Goodbye No 79

June 15 was a very sad day for us, marked as the day we finally moved out of 79 Clares Green Road.
Actually, the saddest day was a few days before that, as all of our “stuff” was out of there by the 12th.
In the last few weeks there, despite the passing of Vera, we managed to have a gathering to celebrate the final stages. Family and friends joined us for that and we had a great “long weekend” of eating, drinking and being sill as usual. Our thanks to all who came and helped make our last fling there another great memory of No 79.
Although we had owned the place for almost 7 years we only really lived there for 2, as we were in Asia most of the other 5. That doesn’t detract from the charm of the place, and really only made us that much sadder to have never used the place to its fullest potential. Certainly each time we came home from our Expat life we always felt sad about not getting the place into more of what we wanted it to be, and even sadder about leaving again when it was time to do so.
Ah well; all good things come to an end, as they say!
Just time for one last drink by the fire in our lovely back yard.

Here are a few shots of the old place – souvenirs.
This is the back yard, taken from the upstairs bathroom window. You can (just about) see the early mist over the field out the back. This was a primary motivation for buying the house – the “country” at the rear.

Here’s another shot of the back yard – fabulous!

and this is the Wisteria, flowering for the first time. The last 2 houses we have bought we planted a Wisteria when we moved in, then moved shortly after it first started flowering (maybe there’s a lesson to learn there?).

Here’s a few before and after pictures:

The living room

The dining room

our bedroom

and what we considered mum’s (Vera’s) bedroom, as we left it.