My Mum.

Whole month without subjecting you lot to a blog….eh!
Looks like september wasn’t all that memorable…lemee see…Down to tassie for a brief visit, wedding on the day we arrived, and a commemoration mid-week….last of Mum’s brothers passed on. Caught up with all sorts of people at the funeral..was impressed with his family doing a Reminisce about him….life and times of unca Ralph. Aaand, there were lots of people we thought we might be able to catch up with but didn’t. Always next time!
Back to work..into a new routine, we had been swapped around. Different areas, different people to get to know, but theres not a lot of spare time to be had! I am indifferent at getting to know people at the best of times..usually don’t have a lot to say for myself. My honeyBun reckons theres something wrong if I stay quiet..if I had to choose, I’d say a silence is there to be enjoyed, rather than to be filled. I guess we have all met people who have difficulty in keeping their mouths shut, and babble on about ..nothing in particular, but to hear the sound of their own voice. Sigh. Every now and then, though, you can steer one of these people onto an interesting topic…usually by the time I think to try, its a bit late in the proceedings, and I’ve had enough. My uncle Edward used to make it his business to fill the silence..especially when there were a few of us there..but it was all interesting stuff, well worth listening to. He had us all enthralled..people he had known, things they said and did. Quite noteable, some of them!
Upcoming plans..keep busy! Enjoy some extra sheckles, courtesy of the age pension…getting that was a performance if ever there was. HoneyBun is retiring at the end of the year..she has tried before, and she lasted three or so months, before looking for more work..we have one of Those people who like the sound of their own voice..everyone is fair game. Another sigh. He has learnt not to try and get a conversation going if theres only the two of us here. I reckon I’ve done well! If you cant help yourself but to talk, there are places where you’ll be made feel welcome. Mens sheds, for example..theres a few of them around here. When you do your dash at one shed, you can go to the next one. 🙂 I would imagine, though, they’d be rather blunt on occasion. Nursing homes..they’ve been in the news of late..dreadful treatment, dreadful food, people left to rot. Belongings stolen.. one crowd has suggested that everyone keep an eye on these old residents..frequent visits, and checking up on things. There is a local group who specifically visit the men, for example. Always looking for more members.
Enough already.
Till next time.

Scallop pizza, Bark Mill, Swansea

Motorcycle museum, Bicheno

An Errol Flynn poster place
Oatlands

Fair warning!

Night in Salamanca Place

Teddy Sheean gets a mention

goes back a wee ways! Caption says simply- Shaw