I had the most amazing reiki session today with Nina Dawning. Incredible , and I will write more tomorrow .
The weather is forecasting Rain tomorrow but I cant quite believe it . After all the dark clouds coming to nothing these last days , I can't see that the Sun is gone yet .
Either way , there is a wet weather and a hot day holiday plan .
Monday, 13 August 2007
Elton or David ?
Fascination with Isabella Blow led me to read the article in the Sunday Times magazine about her recent demise after swallowing weedkiller ( at least I suppose that's what she did with it ) and spotting an obvious grammatical error in the card allegedly accompanying flowers at her funeral from Elton John and David Furnish ( let's hope I've spelled that right in view of my comments ), which reads : Darling Izzy the world will be a much less brighter place without you with love Elton and David .
They can be forgiven , grief being an awful thing, but I find myself noting such mistakes with irritation in a way which irks me . There are in fact grammatical errors everywhere today , and once (again allegedly) Grumpy Old Women like me ( though in fact I am actually quite Young ) have died out or ( perhaps better still , and less irksome ) Stopped Noticing , the world will be a different place .
I cringe every time I ring my daughter's school and hear the recorded message which contains a real clanger . I found myself unbearable to be around when I finally attended the school and found mistake after mistake on the walls and ( and this was the real killer ) in the teachers' handwriting . I hopped about a bit and muttered under my breath but looking round found it difficult to imagine finding anyone who would care really , and as I didn't want to cause any more embarassment ( to my long sufferening daughter ) than I already had simply by appearing at school at parent's evening , I sighed and went home . A lost cause .
And now this . Elton and David. In the Sunday Times .
PS spot the deliberate mistake in this post ?
They can be forgiven , grief being an awful thing, but I find myself noting such mistakes with irritation in a way which irks me . There are in fact grammatical errors everywhere today , and once (again allegedly) Grumpy Old Women like me ( though in fact I am actually quite Young ) have died out or ( perhaps better still , and less irksome ) Stopped Noticing , the world will be a different place .
I cringe every time I ring my daughter's school and hear the recorded message which contains a real clanger . I found myself unbearable to be around when I finally attended the school and found mistake after mistake on the walls and ( and this was the real killer ) in the teachers' handwriting . I hopped about a bit and muttered under my breath but looking round found it difficult to imagine finding anyone who would care really , and as I didn't want to cause any more embarassment ( to my long sufferening daughter ) than I already had simply by appearing at school at parent's evening , I sighed and went home . A lost cause .
And now this . Elton and David. In the Sunday Times .
PS spot the deliberate mistake in this post ?
Seagull Baby
Arriving at a CatCall this morning
noticed a large seagull on the pavement in the street ( Just along from the Morris Minor of last week ) . A woman gardening saw us looking and told us its a young bird whose parents are nowhere to be seen . Apparently they can't fly initially and usually when a young bird appears in the street the parents swoop down though this baby seemed quite alone . As we watched , it walked about in a little circle seeming quite unalarmed , and then finally settled itself down near her garden , in the sunshine . She speculated that cats would probably give it a wide berth due to its size . I wondered though about the owl-style cat I'm feeding , with her tendencies to kill first and ask questions about size later . The saving grace is that she tends to stick to the gardens at the back of the house and the bird is at the front . Fingers crossed .
noticed a large seagull on the pavement in the street ( Just along from the Morris Minor of last week ) . A woman gardening saw us looking and told us its a young bird whose parents are nowhere to be seen . Apparently they can't fly initially and usually when a young bird appears in the street the parents swoop down though this baby seemed quite alone . As we watched , it walked about in a little circle seeming quite unalarmed , and then finally settled itself down near her garden , in the sunshine . She speculated that cats would probably give it a wide berth due to its size . I wondered though about the owl-style cat I'm feeding , with her tendencies to kill first and ask questions about size later . The saving grace is that she tends to stick to the gardens at the back of the house and the bird is at the front . Fingers crossed .
Headland
Last night , the headland at seven pm . Amazing that King Edward's Bay was the same beach that we photographed on Friday , full of sunbathers . Deserted tonight apart from three people and a dog .
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