Some day I'll walk on gold

Yesterday I brought you a folk song; today, here's a country number.

I believe I did walk on gold today and yesterday, outside the "We buy gold" shop where the fall gold lay ... fallen...
and in the afterglow of the many, many lovely compliments and comments I received on my blipday. Thank you all so very much. I was very touched, though some say I am touched ! I enjoy almost every minute of my time here on blip; the odd technical challenge with the blipfoto app frustrates me, or poor wifi connections. Apart from that, it's pure pleasure, but I am learning all the time from others' journals. And learning is just one of my many passions.

We had a whole-school mass at school today; always reminds me of the 'folk masses' in Dublin and at school in Scotland. I am learning to sign (for the deaf) the hymns as well as singing them. There was almost a comedy moment when the star boy, who was making his first communion, refused to take the host, but the Canon got there in the end with the help of the family and the school paparazzi.( I should explain that I work at a very special kind of special school, and it was the boy's Catholic family's wish that he should make his first communion). I dread mass but only because the hall is so crowded that every wheelchair move needs to be carefully choreographed, and I dread making a wrong move at the critical moment!

My little aromatherapy stall is doing well, nearly every one who visits the house has bought something, in advance of Saturday's market. Too bad we don't have those door-to-door gas salesmen any more!

Oh yes, and I made ribena soup* and rainbow trout with ginger and spring onions, with butternut squash mash. Yummm.

*actually beetroot and apple, but the colour....