Monday Musings

When I was attending for my medical appointments last week, I remembered to slip my camera into my bag and got a few shots of some pretty dwellings in our area.

                                            

                                       

This is me in the car having left the doctors' surgery

This is the surgery I attend

One of our country lanes

Lastly, a garage on the way to the doctors.  Now, why should I want to put on a picture of a garage?  Well, it is the only garage in the country known to include a war memorial.  Yes, that Willow tree is a war memorial.  When two local men, the Graham brothers, returned from fighting they settled once more on their farm, Francis farm, which was surrounded by land.  Next to the farm they planted the Willow tree in honour of all the men from the area who did not return and a service of dedication was held. The farm and the land are long gone and  houses, shops and the garage stand there now.  As the tree is protected the garage had to incorporate it.  There is a commemorative plaque under the tree and wreaths are laid there on every Remembrance Sunday.  You might just be able to glimpse the plaque in the picture.

I thought we were having a monsoon last Friday.  Rain so hard you could not see down the garden. Poor Becky had to drive home in it as it showed no sign of stopping.  After she left, I was going to have a lie down on the bed and read my book.  By chance, I decided to check the computer first and I am glad I did.  I was sitting here and I could hear water dripping, sounded like it was actually in the room.  I walked around investigating.  Yes, there was certainly water tap, tap, tapping somewhere.   I sent him indoors into the loft and he found water coming in.  A roof tile had cracked out on the roof and there was quite a mess up there in the loft.  Luckily, our neighbour across the road, does house demolitions and has quite a store of things he has saved. Mike went to see him and he had just the tile we needed, same size, colour (well roughly) and make.  When the rain did stop, him indoors was up on the roof replacing the tile.  Typical, it has not rained since so we do not know if the leak is totally cured, but it should be. Fingers crossed.

Watched the new Robin Hood on Saturday night.  I will not bother again.  I feel the BBC has really slipped up this time.  Jane Eyre is great but.......please - this updated Robin Hood does nothing for me.  Supposedly starving peasants who looked like they had been having four square meals a day. Such peasants also with perfectly combed hair, immaculately clean clothes, not a spot or dirt anywhere. The streets - likewise, no dirt or dust to be seen.  This was the 12th century and people did not wash the way we do.  The streets would have been filthy.  Impossible stunts and when the Sheriff of Nottingham said "Yippee" that did it for me.  If they are going to do costume drama then at least be as true to life as possible. I found it a real disappointment but no doubt it will be hugely popular.

Well, I have waffled on enough for today.  Time to get off this chair and get some work done.

Have a good week my friends.