I sit in my lonely room… there’s a song somewhere in there. The room where I write looks out over our little cul-de-sac… I hear and I see things so it is a good job I am not nosey. Although I do know what time people go to work and I noticed the lady from number 5a went out dressed to the ‘nines’ in the middle of the afternoon, I wonder if that was an illicit engagement? During the lockdown, the girl in the end house was kicking the door shouting let me the f*** in! And the chap with the Landrover does an awful lot of welding but as I say I’m not nosey…
It was our wedding anniversary last week. At one point I seriously believed I would get away with the dining out experience. But Boris decided I could afford to take the Princess to the posh restaurant after all. It wasn’t a landmark anniversary, eighteen years. Although I did consider presenting the Princess with a perseverance medal. The Westwood Restaurant in Beverley is always fabulous and we did have a lovely time.
Finally an Achilles update. After three months of no running, Yoga and physio I am trying some 5k jogs but the Achilles is not happy, hahaha. So against my better judgement, I am finally going to speak with a Doctor on Friday. Hopefully, she’ll say stop being a pussy and get out there and run! Take care my friends,Β aap sabhee ko pyaar.
Getting out of the anniversary dinner used to be a far-fetched dream but this year I got by with cake and ice cream.
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Haha, arenβt we just miseries πππ
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Congratulations.. Glad you got a dinner date for the occassion.. π
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Thank you, yup it was a nice afternoon ππ
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I love seeing photographs from the UK. Everything has that OLD look to it.
It looks like your office us in a second floor greenhouse, with glass ceiling. What is the clear, greenish award for?
Your ankle makes me hurt, just looking at it.
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Old is better than tired π You have very keen eyesight. Itβs the top half of the window I guess the angle of the photo makes it look like itβs coming off at an angle.
The award was ILT Innovator Award 2014. I think it was for using using IT in teaching, I wasnβt there to collect it as I was teaching lol.
Good news on the Achilles the doctor says βRunβ albeit slowly and not 15 miles lol. Thank you for your observations ππ
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Heh. Yeah…lens curvature but, it does look like the leading edge of a greenhouse’s glass ceiling or, possibly, a bay-type window. I was thinking to myself “Damn, y’all got some really neat architecture there…” LOL!
Good on you…an innovator and recognized, no less. Good (country) boy! Funny that you were busy teaching…for a teaching award. I love the irony. The award, itself, is cool looking. Is it glass or acrylic?
GOOD. I’m glad to hear (read) that. I’ve had knee trouble since I was 12 years old (and two knee surgeries…both left). I can’t imagine having that level of ankle trouble, too. Ken (my significant “other”) is 6′ 3″ and has really bad ankles (and bad feet, too…he’s as flat-footed as duck and has trouble finding a size 14 shoe). The sprains started in high school football, got worse in the Navy and got worse in law enforcement. He, now, has mobility problems (though he has very strong knees). I feel for both of you.
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Itβs glass, well I think it is by the weight. My goodness they are big feet, makes me look dainty haha. It must have been awful having knee problems at such an early age. Itβs a time when you want to run around every where. Iβve been very lucky, so far. The worst thing I ever had was cutting the top of my finger off with a circular saw at 18. But they sewed it back on and I was back at work the next day lol.
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He has large hands, too. I call him my Great Dane…a big, goofy dog. LOL! It fits, too, as his mother’s maiden name was Dane. LOL!
Yikes on the circular saw/finger thing. That also makes me hurt. You were young, so, quicker healing. Ken is missing half of his nail on his left thumb. Back in the middle 70s when he was a city cop, he was checking a large building (back in the day when cops actually cruised and checked property) that had a pit for vehicle maintenance/oil changes. He didn’t know it was there. All the lights were off in the place and all he had was his flashlight to see. He backed into the pit, accidentally and caught himself on the metal ledge, bringing the flashlight down on his left thumb, fracturing it. And, that wasn’t the worst of it. The metal ledge he caught cracked his ribs across his chest as he went down before he caught himself. He lowered himself into the pit after that, walked out of the building and headed to his patrol car to call in (with a strained voice due to the ribs). The hood of his car was still warm so he just leaned over on the hood (chilly outside and the heat made is cracked ribs feel better). When his best friend rolled up (also a cop), he saw Ken slumped over the hood of the car with a lot of blood everywhere (from the bleeding thumb) and thought he had been shot. He jumped out of his car, ran to Ken, snatched him up by the shoulder (which brought all manner of grunts, groans and protests with the cracked ribs) and yelled “Have you been hit (shot)?! You sounded like hell on the radio!” Ken: “No. Ribs are cracked and my thumb is broken. Now, turn me loose.” And, he laid back down as it started to rain and the rescue squad showed up for first aid…and several other police cars. Over the decades, the nail has slowly disintegrated…small piece by small piece. His ribs healed as best as they could but, when you hug him, you can tell his ribs are messed up.
Speaking of circular saws, when Ken was in Vietnam, one of his fellow Seabees had a VERY bad accident with one:
https://cosmic-observation.com/2019/11/11/veterans-day-2019/#Life
You may remember this. You liked the post way back when.
Regarding my knees…it destroyed any ideas I had of being an athlete. LOL!
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Ahh I remember that post now, those saws are mean things but between them they make my finger look a little prissy lol. Ken sounds like a giant π Heβs had an interesting time hasnβt he just π Not sure if youβve missed anything not being an athlete, especially the winter training π
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Congratulations to you Sir!
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Thank you π
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We love you, too Charlie!
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Aww someone fluent in Hindi πππ
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Happy Anniversary. Did you take Sooty too?
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Thank you, haha, no he had to stay at home – it was raining. Although Parkrun have asked him to do the Run Directorβs briefing next week π
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Well well well, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
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Happy anniversary. Its amazing that you got good catch over hindi.
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Aww thank you π
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Congratulations π. Finally you got the dinner. I didn’t know you know Hindhi. Sabhi ko pyarrr. I am pleasantly surprised. Good day.
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I thought it was nice as so many of my connections on WordPress are in India ππ
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oh wow. Its nice to know you keep your readers on there toes. What a genuine way to connect with your readers. Bravo. keep blogging man
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Thank you, I thought I might sign off in a different language every week. Maybe skip Klingon though π
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I wonder if the lady in 5a is doing what Iβm contemplating doing – dressing up for the weekly trip to Sainsburyβs otherwise Iβll never wear any of the nice stuff in my wardrobe. Sheβs probably just going for a stroll around Poundland and a burger in McDonalds in her high heels and best frock.
Happy Anniversary to you both! π A lovely photo of the happy couple and the place you chose looks quite nice.
Ok, Iβll bite. What on earth is βΒ aap sabhee ko pyaarβ?
As for the Achilles, I imagine the doc will say take is easy on the running! The yoga and physio sound good though so fingers crossed sheβll have a helpful suggestion. xx
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Youβre probably right, Caz and Iβm being horrible ππ
Thank you, yes it was a good day out.
Itβs Hindi and it means love you all π
Aha, well the Dr is now my favourite person in the world. She said βrunβ she is a runner herself and she said if I do short, slow runs, I should be okay. So Iβm just doing 5k every other day about 29-32 minutes. So nice and easy π Thank you for your contribution π
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Being nosey is my favorite procrastination attempt. Alas, my office now faces the back of the house and all I can do is watch birds at the feeder.
Bravo on the award for Princess!
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Haha, thank you for your comment, Iβd probably get less work done if I was facing the bird feeder π
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Hope you are cleared to run soon!
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Thank you the Dr said itβs okayπ Lady Dr who runs, π She said small distance slow pace so all is well π
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Happy Anniversary and many many more! You and the wife look great! I love all the pictures and seeing your little corner of the world! Blessings! β₯β₯
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Thank you so much, love your support ππ
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Interesting post, I wish my neighbours had as much to offer. We used to have some naturists along the road but they had high fences so I was never able to establish this for myself. We have also had a lottery winner and a murder suspect over the years.
Unlike you, I am nosey, but I don’t have such a good view.
It actually sounds like you could write a Yorkshire version of Rear Window.
This week I have mainly been writing poetry, so my mind is operating on a higher plane. I am therefore not going to mention that your anniversary photo looked like a still from Beauty and the Beast, or that it’s proof Princesses have to kiss a lot of frogs…etc…
Congratulations to you both.
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Haha, thank you, can we expect passion, desire and daring do in your poetic prose I wonder? The Princess said. βAww thatβs nice.β In a lilting Edinburgh accent, but I think she misunderstood, Iβve never thought of her as a beast before π
The lottery winner and the murder suspect conjure up a story though? π
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Her husband won second prize in the lottery and the first thing he did with it was to divide it up and run off with another woman. The wife bought a house three doors down from us, filled the garden with play equipment for her screaming brats and moved a new man in. And they say romance is dead…
Six months later I came back from work to find a street full of police loading black bags from the house into their cars – seems the new boyfriend was a prolific professional burglar.
They moved away shortly after that.
My poetry is likely to be full of pretentious crap with an edge of sarcasm. It’s almost unavoidable when you start talking to poets.
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Now thatβs a story or is just another day in Eastenders π
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I’m not that far south!
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Congrats to you and the princess! My office/desk is in the same area, so I do a lot of the same not-noseyness lol
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Thank you, itβs great isnβt it π
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Congratulations couple!! ππΌππΌππΌππΌππΌππΌβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπ»π»π»π»ππππ
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Thanks, gorgeous ππ
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Happy Anniversary to both of you!
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Thank you, Kally π
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