A new year, a new way of life

Here I sit in the garden, in the sunshine, (how long can it last)?  Enjoying a little bit of peace and quiet, (again how long can it last)? Looking out at the garden and thinking, I must do some weeding, but I really can’t be bothered, (how long will that last)?  It’s been one of those weekends where nothing seems to get done. 

Hubby and I fetched dad out of hospital yesterday, (we knew he was better because he never stopped moaning).  He’s had a mini stroke which took his left side, but not his voice!  He has full use now, but still has a clot in his neck which is being treated with medication. Now perhaps he will listen to us and ask the council for a smaller house and garden. But somehow I doubt it.

My cough has got steadily worse, now I can’t put a sentence together without getting out of breath and coughing like mad, I gave myself a headache yesterday from coughing and I think I have pulled a muscle in my back doing the same. Tut ahhhh, (that’s me sighing).

Watched BGT last night, I am glad Diversity won I really liked them, and they seemed like a nice bunch of lads, and kids need good role models like these young men.

Then we watched Mumbai Calling which looks like it is going to be a laugh.

Today we went shopping as the car as to go into the garage on Monday and waitted for hubby’s mom and dad to pop by on route to somewhere else. So all in all we haven’t done a lot this weekend but I feel shattered! 

I feel like I should be doing something but…

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Over the next few days/weeks. My dad is not to well, so it means hospital visiting.

So I will leave you with these, have a little sing along

Let’s all sing, it’s not hard there are only three words

What happen to music like this?

and I still love a bit of this

and this one is Fantastic

Just one more ohhh it brings a tear to the eye

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1. Aspire to be Barbie – the bitch has everything.

2. If the shoe fits – buy them in every color.

3. Take life with a pinch of salt… A wedge of lime, and a shot of tequila.

4. In need of a support group? – Cocktail hour with the girls!

5. Go on the 30 day diet. (I’m on it and so far I’ve lost 15 days).

6. When life gets you down – just put on your big girl panties and deal with it.

7. Let your greatest fear be that there is no PMS and this is just your personality.

8. I know I’m in my own little world, but it’s ok. They know me here.

9. Lead me not into temptation, I can find it myself.

10. Don’t get your knickers in a knot; it solves nothing and makes you walk funny.

11. When life gives you lemons in 2009 – turn it into lemonade then mix it with vodka.

12. Remember where ever there is a good looking; sweet, single or married man there is some woman tired of his bullshit!

13. Keep your chin up, only the first 40 years of parenthood are the hardest.

14. If it has Tires or Testicles it’s gonna give you trouble.

15. By the time a women realizes her mother was right, she has a daughter who thinks she’s wrong.

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Our MPs have a weird and wonderful idea about what is a essential, moat cleaning, porn videos and now £1.600 on a duck house and how can you not know you have paid your mortgage off. I can tell you down to the last second when ours will be paid.

Big surprise Michael Jackson has postponed some of his shows, well who couldn’t see that one coming a mile a minute, well all the people that brought tickets I suppose.

It’s that time of year again and still people are trying to take things onto planes that they should know by now can’t be taken. Here’s a thought stay at home and boost your own countries economy, and save on pollution as well.

Now we have more reports about child abuse in church run homes. Now I am not by anyway saying that abusing a child is right. But I do worry about these cases that happen years ago. How many really happen and how many people just jump on the bandwagon as it were, how accurate the information is and what is classed as abuse now may not have been then. I know people of my mom and dad’s generation were hit with the strap or belt or locked in the coal house. This would be classed as abuse now but then was just seen as a form of punishment.

I have spent some time today watching the mommy birds feeding the baby birds in our back garden, they are so cute and fat.

And now for some music, how many do you remember?

who remembers this?

and this one, sing alone now

and I love this one

sorry about this one it made me laugh then and it still does

I have been looking at some of my old posts and the photo’s have Disappeared!

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Wednesday we woke to grey skies, rain and hubby coughing his head off, so walking was out of the question. We got in the car and drove the opposite way round the coast to the way we had been walking. It didn’t seem as pretty, but to be fair nothing looks that good through a car window when you are used to being out there experiencing it. We went past a nice looking beach which was very crowed and on to Angle, which is a very pretty little bay with a café and toilet and that’s all. We went for a cuppa as it had turned very cold and after chatting with the owner we found out that the last beach was crowed because they are filming the new Harry Potter there, and when that’s done they are filming Robin Hood. (I can’t for the life of me remember the name of the beach now).

Then back to the Wendy house so hubby could have a nap. On the evening we walked back into Tenby and went on an hour ½ long ghost walk. I love these tours, they are so funny. (Hubby said I would be good and doing this type of thing). One of the particular nasty ghosts turned out to be in the lane we had to walk down to get back to the campsite, no we didn’t see or hear it, and hubby wasn’t amused with my impression of it. (He say’s he doesn’t believe in ghosts but he gets spooked really easily).

Thursday the weather was still on the drizzly side and the weather forecast said it was only going to get worse, so we decided to go and see another castle, (Wales is full of them), and as hubby really wasn’t well make it our last day. So off we went to Carew Castle and Tidal Mill. The place looks a lot bigger than it is, but there were still lots of winding steps with wonderful views of the Tidal Mill and the Millpond. There is one tower that is shut off as they had bats nesting in it, and owls also live in the battlements After a look around here we wandered down to the Mill, set on three floors, (poor hubby he real was suffering but wouldn’t give in), it was quite interesting. What I liked the best about the mill was a glass wall behind which swifts were nesting. They come every year and have babies on a ledge in the wall. The glass wall was put up so that on eye could be kept on them without disturbing them.

Friday we got up to rain, lots of the stuff, that much that our ground sheet was floating, and we had our own private pool right outside the Wendy house! So we packed up and came home.

All in all it was a nice week away

More photo’s on the side bar

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Tuesday we decided on another walk, this time Amroth to Wiseman’s Bridge to Saundersfoot, (route can been seen at the bottom, but read it backwards). We got the bus out to Amroth and had a cuppa in a beach side café before we started. This is a very pleasant walk, although the 85 steps are very steep, but once up these and the small hill the path levels out, we didn’t walk the cycle route, we stayed on the grass near the sea picking up the cycle path when our path ran out. Wiseman’s Bridge was quiet when we arrived so we stopped for a drink, I had hoped it would be a little stormy; I want to see the sea throw stones as it does in bad weather.. This beach was used for the rehearsals for the D-day landings in August 1943.
Then it was on to Saundersfoot. We only walked the route up to and through the second tunnel, and then we scrambled down some rocks onto the beach and continue our walk along the sand. Once in Saundersfoot, we brought and wrote some post cards. Then got the bus back to Tenby.

After tea we walked back into Tenby and spent a very nice evening just wandering around the walled town and the harbour.

Photos on the sidebar.

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Route

Wiseman’s Bridge to Amroth.
Grade = 0, 1 & 5
A short (600m) section of narrow coast road past the Inn and a further 250m of uphill dead-end road rising to the cliff top (Grade 1).
The cliff top section is on the original route of the coast road, this road was extinguished in three places by cliff collapse. The realigned route has been surfaced throughout for cycles (as part of the Celtic Cycleway) and to improve ease of use for wheelchairs (Grade 0). There is very limited parking space at the turning area at the top of the hill.
Close to Amroth the Coast Path leaves the cycleway and descends steeply to the village (Grade 5).
1 stiles, 85 steps.

0 = Road
1 = Purpose built path to ‘BT’ Standard for pavement wheelchairs.
2 = No artificial obstructions to wheelchairs, ground conditiond vary.
3 = No Stiles of flights of steps, gradients less than 1:6.
4 = Stiles, no long flights of steps, gradients less than 1:6.
5 = Stiles, long flights of steps, gradients up to 1:1.
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route taken from PCNPA

Monday we decided on a trip to Pendine beach. This is where the speed trials were held and a place that hubby wanted to see. Part of this beach is now owned by the MOD and the flags were out so we couldn’t walk the full 7 mile of it, (I did do my racing car impression, but hubby told me to stop, I think it was because my car was better than his or it could have been the funny looks we were getting)!
There is a nice little museum there called the museum of speed however we were a little disappoint to find they didn’t have a replica of Babs, but they did have some very nice old bikes.
We found a café and sat looking out at the sea and up the beach waiting for the guns/planes to start and chatting to the lady who runs the café, who told us sometimes the MOD shut the beach and nothing happens. We waited a little while and then decided to move on.

We drove out to Wiseman’s Bridge and then back to Manorbier, where we sat on the beach and had our picnic. Then thought a look around the Castle would be nice. Now the leaflet says, life size wax figures bringing history to life, travel through time, legends, fairy tales and history, wander around to atmospheric music. Ok sounds good, we saw 5 wax figure displays, two of which told you what they were/about. The music could only just be heard in the chapel, which was spoiled by a pile of chairs covered in a blue tarpaulin. There was nothing to tell you about legends, fairy tales and only a little history. Still I did enjoy the visited, I love wandering around old castles, climbing up onto the battlement up all those winding steps and if you are lucky some still have dark corridors to walk down to. The thing that always puzzles me is, if they were as small as we are lead to believe, how on earth did they run up and down those steps carrying, bows and arrows etc?

Then it was back to the Wendy House, where hubby tried to poison us with a barbeque! Not really, but the bacon could have done with a bit longer

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Sunday and as the weather was nice we decided on the Manorbier to Tenby walk.(around 8 mile). So we got the bus to Manorbier Castle and walked down to the beach where our climb started. Our route went from Manorbier to Presipe to Skrinkle to Lydstep beach and on to South beach Tenby. (We didn’t get to explore any of the caves as the tide was in almost all the while we were walking). As with all walks of this kind some bit’s where easy and others a little harder, some parts of the cliff paths were beginning to disappear and there were some steep descents down some very rocky paths, we found some lovely flowers growing on the cliff side, they must be hardy little things when you think about what they have to put up with. We were able to follow the route without leaving the coastal path as the MOD didn’t have the red flags out. Just after we had past the MOD range we meet a woman who asked us how far we had come and where we were heading, we told her and her reaction bemused us to say the least, ‘You are going to do the Lydstep steps’? ‘Yes if they are on the route’ ‘Good on you’ After walking up the 111 steep Lydstep steps, sitting on a rock at the top convinced I was having an heart attack, I remarked to hubby that I now understood what she meant! I will admit I find a lot of these steps difficult, because I am so short I very often have to go up these on hands and knees. If I stand on the bottom step the next one up is well above my knee. Hubby being the caring hubby type stands behind me taking photos of my bum! Not helpful at all.

Towards the end of the walk I found it very hard going, it had become very hot, I was sunburnt despite using factor 25 sun cream and the lining in my boots had started to split so my feet were very blistered. By the time we reached Tenby sands I was already taking my boots off and running in the sea, well OK not running, but I was up to my knees in the lovely cooling salt water. Granted I did have to dodge jellyfish and crabs. Then it was back to the Wendy house for tea and bed.

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Route

Manorbier to Presipe.
Grade = 3
A long steadily-rising path up fro, Manorbier, there are three short hills (two are stepped) that may be steeper than 1:6. After the first headland the path becomes quite narrow. Beware of deep fissures close to the path.
A sudden wild and remote feeling to this section as soon as the beach is out of sight. Grand views of the Bay and across towards Stackpole, then towards the Range and Caldey Island. There is a Cromlech with an impressive capstone right on the path, half-way to the first headland.
The MOD Range ahead is one where they fire guided missiles towards model planes, if you hear a faint drone of a plane circling out to sea, be prepared for a very loud double bang.
44 steps.

Route taken from PCNPA

We have been to Tenby for the week in the Wendy house, I enjoyed bits of it, I will tell you all about the bits I didn’t enjoy then get on to the nice stuff. The camp site was the first thing I wasn’t happy about, it was one of those holiday park things with a club etc on site. We hummed and arred about it before we booked, but it was the perfect local for the beach and buses and just a short walk into town. It was advertised as having a pool, I expected a swimming pool, it was nothing more than a paddling pool and if by chance you did decided to give it a go you would not have been able to swim for all the kids. The bar was full of kids running around and it had very sticky floors, we only went in twice. The showers were only open from 8.30am to 6pm which was no good to us at all and I only used the on site toilet once, it’s hard to concentrate on what you are doing while holding your breath and trying not to touch anything, if you get my drift. All I can say is thank heavens for our Wendy house bathroom. The site was very noisy at night to, what with shouting drunks, cars and music until 2 in the morning, hubby’s snoring and coughing, (he has a cold) I can safely say I got about 5 hours sleep in a week. I suppose I am spoilt by our club sites, (caravanning and camping club), there the toilets and showers are always open and clean and there is an 11pm to 7am noise curfew, if you make a noise between these times you are asked to leave the site, and it works. Then there’s the bit at the end of the holiday when you get home, all that washing and cleaning of the Wendy house and on top of that the bathroom didn’t look like it had seen a cleaning cloth all week, come to think about it the whole house didn’t look like it had seen a duster or Hoover all week, and I had to change our bed because number 1 had friends to stay over and didn’t think to change our bed after they had slept in it. By the time I had done all that lot I didn’t feel like I had been away! And the next person who says ‘caravanning is a relaxing holiday’; I shall have to hit quite hard! It’s bloody hard work, or perhaps I am just not doing it right!

Right rant over thank you for listening, you did didn’t you; you didn’t just shoot down to this bit?

I came back with bites. Sunburn and trench foot, that was how the weather was.

We left home at just gone 8 and picked up the Wendy house and arrived at the site 4 and a bit hours later, set up and headed for the beach, which I have said was only a short walk away, through the camp site and up a pretty lane through the golf course, about 10/15 minutes. The beach is lovely, one of the cleanest I have been to in a long time and it’s full of seaside creatures. I have never been to a beach where there has been jellyfish, crabs, star fish, and shells in such abundance, it’s like a seaside should be. After a walk along the beach, we headed out for a meal for hubby’s birthday, he is now 51, (but don’t tell any one). We drove into Lydstep and went into the Lydstep Tavern, where the food was lovely. I had Welsh lamb chops and veg. and Hubby had gammon, it was yum! Then back to the site for a cuppa and bed.

Day 1 tomorrow. Pictures will be found on my photos on the side bar, and yes there may even be some of me.

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Bit busy, tell you about it in a few days, here’s a joke to keep you going.

The Black Bra

I had lunch with 2 of my unmarried friends.

One is engaged,one is a mistress, and of course I have been married for 20+ years.

We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze our men by wearing a black leather bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes.

We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes.

Here’s how it all went.

My engaged friend:

The other night my boyfriend came over and found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask.

He saw me and said, ‘You are the woman of my dreams..I love you.’

Then we made love all night long.

The mistress:

Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather bodice, heels and mask over my eyes and a raincoat.

When I opened the raincoat he didn’t say a word, but we had wild sex all night.

Then I had to share my story:

When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me he said, “What’s for dinner, Batman?”

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