Mother's Day

Some days I need memories of summer as I sit huddled listening to the storm .

Last Saturday Nat asked me what I might like for a Mother's Day present so I suggested a bar of anti oxidant chocolate .

Today when I went to town to conduct a financial transaction of my own and found myself perusing the Smelling Goods in John Lewis , eventually purchasing something for my own deserving Mother whilst there ( and one for me , so impressed was I by the smells ) , I concluded that had she instead presented me with the Grumpy Cow Uplifting Candle this could have been a source of some amusement for us both .

I would have loved to buy one but alas ! grumpy is not a word that could be readily applied to my mother or indeed her mother before her .

I think both my sister and me though would be prepared to hold our hands up to that one . It can't be genetic then can it ? Must be the pressures of Modern Life then . Or some such ?

Answers on a postcard please .....

Wrong lyrics wrong time wrong place

More new graffiti down at the beach .

There are days when this sounds just about right , and the jury's still out on whether this is one of them .

I think not though .

Bravissimo , you got it , flaunt it !

D setting out for an important meeting this morning , unusually for him had rejected the usual briefcase in favour of a small pink Bravissimo promotional bag . I had stretched our usual walk somewhat so he was running late and I saw him stuff several files into this little bag without really thinking .....as he flew about looking for his missing mobile , he suddenly looked at the bag and then at me , then back at the bag . And then at his watch . Already fifteen minutes late .
And off he went , bag pressed close to his chest .
If you've got it flaunt it , I say .

Young seagul following us ....