Well! How impressed am I? My first week of doing my online diet and what happens? I put on 2 pounds!
What a stunning success! I can see this is going
To be fair to myself it turned out to be a difficult week to diet in as I ended up eating out nearly as much as I did at home, So I suppose, all things considered it could have been a lot worse.
After the unplanned trip to Plymouth I seem to
have lost the week. I think Wednesday I was just
exhausted and mostly played about on the computer.
Thursday evening we went to Wolverhapton to see someone I don't know do a charity Firewalk.
I seem to spend a lot of time lately going to see
people I don't know. It's all because of my family
history research.I chat to people via the Internet,some of them relatives, others people from the old village my family originated from, then I end up meeting them.. The funny thing is, most of these people are men! Happily Mike doesn't have a problem with it, he knows it's all quite innocent.
The Firewalk went well and nobody got injured,
which was good. How they do it without the slightest mark on them is amazing.
I had a lovely day out on Friday with my friend Sue, We went to Warwickshire and had lunch at a
beautiful pub/restuarant called The Saxon Mill. For decades it has not lived up to it's potential but is now a lovely place to eat.
But my favourite part is still outside the building, sitting looking over a wide expanse ofthe River Avon, surrounded by tall, gently swaying, trees, which in summer obscure one of the most beautiful, romantically evocative ruins in Britain......Guys Cliffe House. The first time I saw the ruin the hairs stood up on the back of my neck. I had very strong feelings of having some connection with the place. It was probably just my imagination running riot but I try to get there every year, if I can. I find The Mill a very special place.
The waterwheel is still turning and there
has been a mill on the site since Saxon times.
After lunch we went to Packford House and
Baddesly Clinton, both National Trust properties
and of course, we had to have tea and cake. That
was the best carrot cake I've ever had! It's no
wonder I've put on weight!
Once again I've been dismayed by the news that 14 of our brave servicemen have been killed in
Afghanistan.My heart goes out to them and their
It's all very well the Government saying it's one ofour safest aircraft. As far as I'm aware there was never an explanation for the Nimrod that went down in a Lake in Canada in September 1995. It hadjust completed a display at an air show. 7 men from Kinloss were killed in that crash..
My son in law had a disappointing time on Friday. He and his band were playing in Koblenz. They were one of the headline bands and were playing to a crowd of around 4,000. There were even some TV cameras there.
They'd just played their first number and were
twenty seconds into the next. Flo suddenly realised that only he and Mike were playing. The drummer and two guitarists behind had stopped and someone was shouting. He turned round to see that Thomas's head had exploded. There was blood everywhere and I do mean everywhere.
Apparently Seb had got a little excited and was
waving his guitar around while he was playing
and had crashed it into Thomas's head. The
resulting injury meant they had to leave the stage and Thomas had to have urgent medical treatment. Even the back of Flo's shirt had blood on it.
I'm pleased to report Thomas doesn't seem to have suffered any permanent damage, although I expect he will live with the scar for the rest of his life.
Has anyone noticed how all the Journalists on
telly these days wave there hands about like
demented windmills. I have been told they are
actually trained to do it. Why? It drives me mad, I
can't concentrate on what they're saying, I'm
mesmerised by them demonstrating how things are going up, whereas others are going down and the majority (big expansive arm waving) are on the right as opposed to the minority (small, palms together, hand gesture) are on the left.
STOP IT! You look silly.