I am listening to Celtic Thunder at the moment, five handsome Irish lads that cleverly choreograph their songs. I will put one video down below, a hymn to stir the soul into action ;)
Yesterday we had two cleaners do a 'deep clean' of the kitchen, new flooring to be put down warranted this. But we have decided to ask them to do three hours every fortnight. They did an excellent job by the way, but would not touch the Aga because of insurance claims?? Did not matter anyway and they did give it an extra polish, so the lids echoed your face.
It is good to go back through old blogs remembering the times I wandered around the Wiltshire landscape. Always I return to the peace of Wayland's Smithy long barrow one Autumn day. My old collie Moss sitting under the tree, his ball positioned carefully in front of his paws willing me to leave my contemplation of 'place' and bloody well throw his ball.
Perhaps memory is the most precious gift of all, looking back as family grows up, seeing the sad moments as well as happy and listening to the beat of the drum, though it may call you to action also underlies the beat of our heart.
Beautiful - very moving. Re The Aga - there are firms who give Agas a deep clean - when I left my (beloved) Aga in the farm kitchen I had mine done and it looked like new. Think it cost £100
ReplyDeleteThat is useful Pat, the ovens are so deep that the trays slide to the back, and being a left handed person, the doors are the wrong way round and I have a tendency to burn myself. Then of course there is Lillie sitting on top of the railing, or the dog underfoot with his blanket!
DeleteMemory is certainly the most precious gift - and yet the most fragile too. Lose it and we have lost almost everything that matters to us and yet tangibly nothing...
DeleteAnd yet, the older one gets, memories pile in deeper. Losing one memories to dementia must be a very shocking thing but even there, songs and music will spark back.
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