Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Wednesday 29th November.

What to write about, so busy doing things which all look rather boring.  Yesterday we went out to lunch at The Plough in Wombleton, and sat next to a foursome.  As is usual in Yorkshire we got talking, firstly about dogs, one lady had two dogs of mixed breed, a border terrier/beagle, only nowadays they get cute names such as 'cockapoo' in  the olden days they would have been cross breeds or mongrels.  But dogs don't roam the streets anymore and breeding is controlled.  The other couple were the parents of someone who had just recently moved into our village which was a coincidence, but they were very quiet and frail.  
I chose the cauliflower and date tagine, which was accompanied by a fragrant rice with lots of almonds in.  It was delicious, though I am not sure about eating a lot of cauliflower,  Ben the manager told me (with great pride) that the new chef had put it on the menu and it was popular, fashionable of course as it was vegan and gluten free!  I have always fancied something cooked in a tagine, because it looks rather sweet with apricots etc.
I have dreams in which I talk and Paul said in the night that I had called out to Peter, to pick the pieces up and go back to school.  Peter was my half brother, long lost, and it brought back the memory of us walking back through Wolverhampton from the trolley bus to our second bus home.  Peter went to Tettenhall College, I went to Ely House, and we were supposed to join up and come home together.  Of course Peter always wanted to catch the train to Willenhall where we lived, which was forbidden.  But he would tag on to someone going to get on the train and get home that way, I chose the bus and would wait impatiently for him at the other end.  One day our 'Mrs.Danvers' housekeeper saw what was happening and blackmailed us into good behaviour from then on.  She didn't get away with it for long because one day ill in bed and in tears over some horrible scrambled eggs she had concocted I told my grandfather of her cruel ways and she disappeared soon after.  Yes I did not have a normal family upbringing ;)
The weather is so cold, and will get worse towards the weekend, my daughter and three of my grandchildren are supposed to come down just before Christmas, so we pulled the long table out yesterday to check it out and it was given a polish.  I have also ordered a wing back chair, always fancied one but they are so pricey, so had to go down to Wayfair prices, which now follows me around on everything I do.  Yesterday had an email from 'Naked Wines' that I had won £65 worth of wine because I had joined the NewsStatemen,  mmm says I is there a trick in there?  So I filled in the detail, but not my card details, after all wasn't I getting it free? but it refused to go through, they are not getting my card details though....

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9 comments:

  1. I've just read the link you put up. As a reader these things always look intriguing, but as one with a parent who had a very traumatic upbringing, it's very different if you're the one who's experienced it. Thanks for sharing...it's why I love the blogging world. It gives you a glimpse into other lives. Arilx

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    1. Funnily enough the dream must have come from a programme I watched on Storyville - 'My Mother's lost children'. Delving deep into families brings up strange stories;)

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    2. I watched that programme too. For one individual the father wreaked a great deal of emotional havoc and damage.
      Arilx

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  2. Because I bought something from Wayfair, my mailbox is now full with ads from like stores. I have been happy, though, with my purchases. I hope you like your chair.

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    1. So do I, it is always a bit of a gamble to order things over the internet but we are far from shops here!

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  3. The con artists are more prolific at this time of the year and one needs to be on one's guard eh ?

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    1. Yes exactly, quite happy to go without their 6 bottles of wine, when I can buy much cheaper!

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  4. Yes - 6 bottles of wine in exchange for your card details. Scary. At least I ind it so.
    Nice to read of Ely house and Tettenhall College - my son was very happy there.

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  5. Well a third email says he will disable my details AFTER, rather I did not have to give them at all for some wine I don't really want.
    Does Ely House girls school still exist? Well my last impression of Tettenhall School was taking Peter and Barry our cousin there for boarding both in tears and they ran away subsequently (on the train).

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