Photography

Where I am today!

Well, truth be told – I’m not sure! Where I am, that is.

Some of you know that the months of July and August are Journal months! Prompts are being posted here and as a result some amazing pages have been produced. There are also various blog posts around the interweb that relate to the prompts, and it’s an exercise that I think I will repeat later in the year. Today I decided that instead of writing in my journal I would write a blog post in answer to the prompt – which, selfishly, is aimed specifically at TODAY – as it is my birthday!

The prompts were written (and scheduled) before the event started. It’s the only way I could consider doing it – this post, however, has only been written within the last few days. I was hoping that something would ‘slip’ and I might have an inkling of something going on!

As a family we don’t really celebrate birthdays. My other half, who is so good in so many ways, almost always forgets. Our son and family will be away on holiday – and our daughter will be busily working – Friday is her busiest day of the week. So, I will probably be celebrating on my own, but who cares – I won’t actually feel any different to yesterday and instead of another year – it’s only another day for which to be thankful.

When my mother reached just a little less than the age I am now she made the decision that she would start to count backwards. That means that as far as she is concerned she is 24. I’m beginning to wish that I’d done the same – I’d almost be reaching the prime of my life ;)

Anyway, back to the purpose of this post (yes, there really is one) which is to answer the prompt.

In the good old days of my childhood my birthday invariable fell in the week of the Summer Bank Holiday. Yes, I really am old enough to remember that once upon a time the Bank Holiday was the first, not the last, Monday of August. It was also usually a fine and sunny day. Now it isn’t just my imagination that’s telling me that – it’s the fact that my birthday party was usually a picnic at Newlands Corner – and I can assure you that Newlands Corner was no place to be on a wet summer’s day when there were a number of children to entertain.

(I would have added a photograph here to show you the beauty of the place, but as it was taken from a spot owned by the National Trust I have refrained and this link will have to do instead. Apparently the NT claim copyright of all photographs taken of or from any of their properties. That might just be hearsay – but I’m not about to risk one of my photographs – it might also be useful information for you too)

Our car was large. It was old, and probably an Austin. No seat belts and no upper speed limit on the main roads – but we rarely travelled above 30. The roads were twisty and with a car load of children – always on their best behaviour, of course – and a massive picnic it’s honest to say that it wasn’t the most comfortable of journeys….

And so, on this particular occasion, we arrived. Children went off to play amongst the trees and the adults (just Mum and Dad) prepared the picnic. Sandwiches, sausage rolls, stuffed celery (my favourite – just bite-sized chunks of celery stuffed with grated cheese, nothing fancy), scones, birthday cake……

The cake was often a marbled cake – vanilla, chocolate and raspberry – but on the occasion I have in mind to everyone’s horror IT HAD BEEN LEFT BEHIND!

Someone was not happy

Me!

Hearing everyone sing Happy Birthday (please don’t do that now, though, – apparently that is now under copyright to Disney, so be warned…..) while I munched celery just wasn’t the same, even if the cake was safe and waiting for our return home.

I am ashamed to say that I sulked.

I sat in the car and sulked

Everyone else had a really good time

But I sulked………………….

However, the cake WAS waiting when we got home. They all sang that song again (I won’t mention which one, just in case ;)  ) and gradually I began to realise how stupid I had been.

I won’t say it was the LAST time I sulked – but I didn’t do it very often – and I honestly can’t remember when I did it last. One thing is sure, though, even if I’m at home washing dishes as you read this – I’m not going to sulk today….. I’m just going to enjoy whatever I’m doing because in truth I have a pretty good life each day – and today?

Well, it’s just another day, isn’t it……?

Happy Birthday to all other celebrants today – especially this one :)

 

It’s official!

My heart sank when I discovered that this summer is full of sporting events that are to be televised. I’m still getting over the Olympic Games – and we must be about half way towards the next occurrence. Anyway, nothing along those lines is in the least of interest to me – so I have been offering an alternative in the way of Journal prompts etc. I’ve been writing and drawing and painting and dyeing and sketching and sewing…… well, you get the picture ……. my form of sport is to walk and watch and look at nature and my surroundings, I don’t need the added impetus of competition which seems a total waste of time to me.

Anyway, the latest (non)event to be added to our screens is the games of the Commonwealth. I didn’t watch the opening ceremony – in the same way that I didn’t watch of any other (non)event, and nor did my other half, which surprised but delighted me. As a sports fan, however, he has dipped in to the viewing from time to time and today he made a very surprising statement.

‘These games are about as interesting as watching paint dry’

Well, there I would have to differ, because I think that watching paint dry can be one of the most exciting occupations :) However, if he’d asked I could have told him not to bother in the first place. Some people, though, have to discover things for themselves ;) ;) ;)

(Just my personal opinion – if you want to watch that’s fine by me – but try watching paint, it might just bring a little more joy to your life)

Not too late to join in with the journaling, by the way, you can find out more here

Oh, and my next post on this blog is number 1000. How on earth can I celebrate that? Ideas below please.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge – Summer-Lovin’

025

For this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge I’ve chosen a pair of flip flops. A pair of size 14 flip flops! Not mine – but our son’s. It isn’t the flip flops that I love – it’s the son ;)

Don’t miss the one from Just Snaps too.

Anyone got any scissors?

I did warn you that this blog gave me permission to write about anything and everything. So, here’s another ‘anything’. I came across this blog yesterday when I was looking for some information. The answer wasn’t on this page, but this was

Design by Satu Maaranen

 

There are another couple of outfits by the same designer there, so pop over and take a look if you feel so inclined.

I love the fabric. I’d love to cut it all up and rearrange it – those that have followed my #summerjournal will probably understand what I mean – but the one thing I know for certain is that I won’t be wearing any of it.

Which brings me to the point really.

When will people actually realise that because it is in the shop – it doesn’t really mean it’s wearable? And frankly, if that means that I’m an old fuddy duddy, I really don’t care!

(But I do   L O V E   the fabric!)

Weekly Photo Challenge – Containers

008

Not a very original container, but the contents are unusual. Stitched shells by my friend Fay, and also the real thing. Spotted on Saturday. Full details of the Weekly photo challenge can be found here. Just Snaps has a different interpretation.

The end of a quiet Sunday

We are expecting noise this week. We had some last week – but not as much or as regularly as last week. This slideshow will give you an idea of what we might hear (ignore the mark on the lens – too late to remove it)

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

Hear? Yes, we’ll hear them. It’s Farnborough Air Show, but I won’t bother watching. I prefer to see the practice – and that’s what we had last week. So today we have been making the most of peace and quiet.