I Can’t Wait To Go To Bed!

Although we’re cosy in the living room and kitchen on the boat, this week it is too cold in the bedroom. We brought a fan heater with us which heats it up quickly. Last night we had hot water bottles which obviously only heat the area of the bed where they are put. We always end up toasty after half an hour but it’s that initial shock when you first get in.So off we went this morning to buy an electric blanket. I will be having an early night!
Some people may think we’re mad when we have a warm cosy house 9 miles away!

It has been a lovely if icy cold day. Bright blue sky and frost - I love it! I’d love it even more if we had snow!

I struggled a bit with the poetry today. I didn’t know what to write about. The book I’m working from advised not to do rhyming just yet as trying to make things rhyme can detract from the feeling you put into the writing. However today I ignored that advice as I was reminded of my schooldays when that same book had a page on nouns, pronouns, concrete nouns and abstract nouns. I don’t remember learning that at school! (Mind you I was often off ‘ill’ ;-0 - I hated school).

5/365. BIG SCHOOL 1965 -1969

I didn’t learn much at big school
I wasn’t the learning kind
I was shy and insignificant
And easily left behind.

Exam results day was the worst
As the marks were read out in class
I would feel the colour rising
Out of 32 girls, I was last.

I couldn’t get a grasp of maths
History bore me to tears
Chemistry went over my head
Commerce fell on deaf ears.

Geography was just a great big world
And I was merely a fleck
The cookery teacher threatened
To wrap the pastry round my neck.

In my report Miss Saunders - PE
Wrote ‘I do not know this child’
I was never picked for netball sides
So I’d slide out of line and hide.

I was told I was good at art
But I should apply myself more
So I sat at the back in every subject
And doodled till I could really draw!

French was not my ‘Tasse de thé’
Miss Clarke thought I was dim
And as for music and religion
Well, I loved singing hymns!

I was really good at spelling
And could write a composition
Still, most teachers gave up on me
They said I lacked ambition.

One day we got a new teacher
Mr Pengelly - an older gent
He took the trouble to teach ME
That term I got 75 per cent!

No, I didn’t learn much at big school
I left without ‘O’ levels to my name
But I went to work and blossomed
And got through life just the same

Now I’m getting on in years
And I love those subjects I hated
I can’t get enough of learning
My appetite will never be sated.


Goodnight Blippers and thanks for the lovely comments, stars and hearts :-)X