Falling by the wayside.....

It was a day that started with a cheerful sense of optimism. I love being up here looking out into the gloom as I first switch on my laptop as the heating fires up.

By the time I had terminated all the leavers from the end of January, the day was starting to creep over the horizon and reach wispy fingers into the deep blue; darkness reluctantly letting go and melting away. It's quite a magical transformation and I know I'll never stop appreciating it.

I took a break and caught up with blip comments after 9am. Thanks JohnH for reminding me about my banana picture I attempted yesterday! I decided to have another go as mom had gone out to mass. Oh dearie me! I had to laugh at the time.

Firstly, I was poised with my banana half peeled grinning like an idiot when the phone rang. With a sigh, I put it down and answered the phone which turned out to be a bloody PPI recorded message.

Second, i was poised and grinning when I heard the clunk of a ladder against the windowsill. No it wasn't my prince come to rescue me and carry me away on his charger. It was just the window cleaner, Joe making his way up with his chamois and his squeezy sponge. My banana was discarded for a while.

Finally, I was poised again for the third time. Horror of horrors! My nose started tickling, I sneezed and my banana having gone a bit limp with the long wait fell in half and ended up rolling under the table. I think someone up there is trying to tell me something.

It reminded me of this old advert.

The day was horribly busy and I took my laptop downstairs for the second half of my day as I had three work calls I was expecting.

I finally escaped and headed down to the sea. I had felt in the mood for a walk down to Greenan Castle when I set out but the cold and the worst sick feeling I had ever had overtook me. I got four quick shots of the setting sun and staggered back up the path shaky and giddy.

I sat on the ground by the wall near mom's wondering for some strange moment if my time had come. I was so sick and was hurling up and crying when a man with a little dog rushed over to me. He'd seen me before wandering along the seafront with my camera. He was so kind and picked my camera and gloves up from where I'd dropped them before he helped me around the corner tactfully ignoring my messy face. Mom didn't even realise sat upstairs in the living room so mercifully I could clean myself up and pretend I was fine and just didn't like the tasteless low calorie cauliflower cheese she'd bought by mistake to go with the lumpy mash and cremated pork chop.

Stop the world! I want to get off.

Track? Gary Moore tonight - End of the World