I don’t want to bore you…

…with poetry so I will always write my Blip first and then you can read it at the end or not. Poetry is not for everyone.
For me it’s a record of my progress ;-)

This rain is relentless! I think it’s meant to get colder by the end of the week then I hope we may have some snow.
I’m feeling very content apart from the weather which I can’t do a thing about so it’s just batten down the hatches and do nice indoor stuff, knitting, jigsaw, ukulele, writing, reading and a bit of telly etc.

Sabrina & co arrived back at Edinburgh airport last night at 9.30 but didn’t actually get home till 12.30 am due to all the Covid palaver. After the stringent rules she was also annoyed that after being on a half full plain with plenty of room to social distance, all the passengers were then squashed like sardines into one airport bus on the tarmac.

We are thinking of going to the boat this week. There is so much Covid in our village it might be safer on the canal but who knows.

The bruise is slowly starting to fade now. Thanks for your concern folks. ;-) X


3/365 Love Hate Relationships

What I love about rain is wellies
What I hate about rain is the forecast
What I love about books is their smell
What I hate about books is The End
What I love about food is its goodness
What I hate about food is poverty
What I love about the world is diversity
What I hate about the world is inequality
What I love about legs is they take me places
What I hate about legs is my dodgy knee!
What I love about jigsaws is the fit
What I hate about jigsaws is a missing piece
What I love about baking is scones
What I hate about baking is my waistline
What I love about roses is their beauty
What I hate about roses is aphids
What I love about buses is my bus pass
What I hate about buses is missing one
What I love about trains is the journey
What I hate about trains is feet on seats
What I love about dogs…everything
What I hate about dogs…nothing
What I love about the sun is it’s shine
What I hate about the sun is it’s burn
What I love about bruises are the colours
What I hate about bruises is the knocks!
What I love about maths is times tables
What I hate about maths is the struggle
What I love about language is the sharing
What I hate about language is the swearing (guilty!)
What I love about the wind is it’s wildness
What I hate about the wind is being out in it
What I love about humans is their strength
What I hate about humans is bigotry
What I love about animals is their instinct
What I hate about animals is cruelty
What I love about love is its sweetness
What I hate about hate is its bitterness.