Drooping

I haven't had a 'bus out and walk back' day for ages, so after lunch I got myself organised and hurriedly packed the backpack. I fancied a nice leisurely walk along field tracks, so the plan was to get the bus going in the opposite direction to town, for a change. Blow me down, I missed it. 

45 minutes later it comes back, so I got on it to town. Not what I had planned, never mind, I need to walk anyway. 

I was not intending to pick a lot of litter, but I took my stick and a bag with me just in case I found some. And boy did I find a lot. 

The last part of the walk took me on a regular route through fields. The sunflowers looked like I was too late to see them at their best. Heads drooping, petals falling off.  

I am too tired to write any more tonight. Five miles is enough. I'll be back tomorrow with some litter pics. 

Enjoy your weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona

Jeff has joined the dots.

 Jeff speaks a lot of sense. I'm on his side. 

Catch ya later. Toodle pip.   ilona

Waking up.

 FIRST THOUGHTS OF THE DAY

The Home Office are blowing their own trumpet. They think they are doing a good job. They say that the removal of foreign criminals and people illegally in the UK has reached a near decade high. New legislation in the appeals process will cut unnecessary delays and speed up the removal of people with no right to be in the UK. I don't believe them. This is a distraction to what is really happening. 

They, people from both camps, are still fighting about whether transwomen should be allowed to pee in women's toilets. Another distraction. It's all about feelings and not about the biological sex you were born with. 

Apparently, it is said, that Britain is going to start building floating windfarms. That will be fun. Will they start moving them around like chess pieces. Drag them to the most windy areas. Perhaps they could run excursions to them on speedboats. 

I'm going to buy one of these. 

So, the two people who buggered off to the US, are planning on coming back to the fold. I couldn't care less what they do. It is of no interest to me. 

Wales online is reporting the devastation of a historical manor house which has been destroyed by fire. Wonder what that is about. Lots of theories being bandied about. 

At this point I abandoned my attempt to cobble together a blog post. If you want to know what is going on, you could do some research. There's plenty of sites to look at. I see pockets of people waking up to the realities of life in the midst of psychological warfare. This I think is an indication of people taking notice and joining the dots. Don't be left out. When you know, you just know. Then you can get on with the rest of your life.

Have a good day. Toodle pip.   ilona

£105 spent, just like that.

Good evening. 

A new shopping video. This is a few of the items I bought from Aldi yesterday. I spent just under £60 in total. You might like to tell me where you are in the world, and how much you pay for similar items. I don't do a regular weekly shop, I go when my fridge is almost empty. I also put £45 worth of fuel in my car, so that's £105 gone just like that. 

It finally stopped raining tonight, so Billy had a late walk. 

Catch ya tomorrow. Toodle pip.   ilona

Out of bounds.

 Good afternoon.

It's been a wet day, chucking it down a lot of the time. I am now wearing extra layers because the warm summer has gone. The new flower picture is coming along nicely. Something to keep me busy while I am indoors. 

I have been reading reports that the Government has drafted new guidelines for people new to this country, on how to behave around women and girls. It seems flirting, chatting someone up that you like the look of, is done differently where they come from. Hence the misunderstandings of social etiquette between the east and the west. 

It is not advisable to follow a young girl around waiting for the right moment to grab her. Even if she is drunk, that is not the signal to help yourself. It is not advisable to pass your trophy onto mates when you have finished. Check the age of the young person that you would like to engage in sexual activity with. Nine year olds are definitely out of bounds, even if she did seem willing.

Here is the whole document as issued by the Home Office, with instructions on what you cannot do. 

Notes for an asylum seeker. 

You are expected to:

• always make sure the other person freely and clearly agrees to sex or sexual contact
• never use threat, force or pressure to make someone have sex
• never try to have sex with someone who is asleep, drunk, or unable to consent clearly
• stop if they say no or change their mind

This is how our Government is going to solve the problem of gang rapes and murderers walking our streets. Tell them not to be so naughty, slap their wrist and tell them not to do it again. Have any of our politicians lived in the real world? They allow thousands of men between about 18 and 40 ish, to set foot on our shores, welcome them with open arms, and expect them to give up sex and become celibate. For goodness sake, this is unbelievable. 

For 32 years I have worked mainly with men. I think I have a good understanding of what goes through their minds. Ok, there are some decent ones out there, some real gentlemen, I don't want to tar them all with the same brush. But the truth is many many men are constantly looking for their next sexual  encounter. Even the married ones. How do I know, because I have been approached many times. Some of them are obsessed with that dangly thing between their legs. I know that sounds vulgar, but their brains are in their penis. 

Edwina Currie thinks she has the answer. Provide them with a prostitute, that might stop them attacking innocent bystanders. She has a point, it might help. The oldest profession is still in demand and still providing a service. 

Anyway, that's my thoughts on the matter. 

See ya later.

Toodle pip.   ilona

Blockage

Good morning.

I've had a blockage, a creative blockage. I set off on a journey not knowing where it is going to end up. Now at last the creative angels have descended, and I can see which way it has to go. I see a picture. Flowers on a dark background. How to sew them on without blitzing it with stitching. Some French knots in the centre, and a bead on each of the petals. The finishing touch will be a few leaves peeping out from behind them. 

I have got to backtrack a bit on this project. I put stems on the flowers, they now have to be removed because they will be too thick to go behind glass. Hey ho, such is life. You go in one direction and find you have to make a detour. 

This is the frame I want to use. I think it lends itself to the delicate hues of pastels and contrasts. Still a long way to go, but I am now getting glimpses of the end result. It will be good. 

Best get on with it, but first, wash hair and go to the Coffee Morning. At some point I will have to get some supplies in from Aldi. My fridge is bare. 

Enjoy your day. Toodle pip.  ilona

Heartwarming.

 This will warm the cockles of your heart. These two little lads are just magic. Edward and Reuben are excellent presenters. They are our future farmers. Give them a thumbs up. They are stars in their community, and have been featured in their local newspaper. Children are our future, we must continue to fight for freedom of choice. Support our farmers.  

This is their Faceboook page. 

Thanks for popping in. 

Toodle pip.   ilona

This could be the answer

 Will this get rid of the nasties on the streets. Worth a try. 

Summary of the knives and weapons surrender arrangements  

This guidance sets out advice on how you can safely surrender and dispose of knives and  bladed weapons by using a bespoke Home Office funded surrender bin which has been installed by Word 4 Weapons. The surrender scheme is operating from 3 to 31 August 2026.

A mobile surrender van will be operated by FazAmnesty and will be stationed at locations in Greater London and West Midlands on certain dates during the surrender arrangements. The mobile surrender van will provide a safe way to dispose of knives and bladed  weapons.

You can read the Home Office article here. This should make us all feel a lot safer as we walk about the streets in London and Birmingham. 

Here is an article in the Independent about Fazamnesty. 

Catch ya later. Toodle pip.   ilona

My latest collection

 Monday always seems to be a busy day for me. Crafty Club, which actually starts at 10am and finishes at 1pm. I am always an hour late though. Then home for lunch. Today was a Billy Dog walk. The temperature has dropped, so I can now go back to walking him in the afternoon. This takes about 45 minutes. Then a change of footwear. Put the boots on and the yellow vest, and off I go to do an hour or so litter picking. 

I started at the permanently grottiest grot spot, to try and keep on top of the job. Across the main road from the Industrial Estate is this back ally. When I get to this point I carry on along this public footpath because I want to fill the red bag. Almost there, once I have squashed these tins flat that will be it. Only one bag today. 

What's this I've found, hanging in a tree. A pair of jog bottoms 

I'll keep these until the bag is full, then put them in just before I tie the top up. Should make it easier to squash the whole lot down. 

This is gross. A quiet corner being used as a toilet. I see a lot of these hidden places on Industrial Estates. I don't know why people don't use the facilities at the premises where they are visiting.

Another bag added to my collection. I started this pile on Thursday. Let's see how long it takes the Council to come and pick it all up. 

That's all for now. Toodle pip.   ilona

Fell off the back of a lorry.

Good evening. I knocked this video up yesterday but for some reason it wouldn't upload fully onto yoootooob. So I tried again today, and this time it worked. An update on the TV licensing situation. 

This afternoon I did a local walk, and took my stick and a bag with me. As I passed the playing field someone called my name. I used to work with Carol many years go. She moved out of the area so we lost touch. It was good to have a natter and catch up on the news. She has had one hip replaced and is now waiting for the other to be done, which is expected to take place in October. 

The big white bag on the right has been languishing in a hedge bottom for about three weeks now. I have driven past it several times, and so must have hundreds of other people as they go to and from work, or go shopping. I don't think anyone has stopped to take a look at it. Today I walked to it, and dragged the bag back to a bus shelter which has a bin next to it. 

Here is a closer look at it. It is mainly full of  big sheets of some kind of fabric which looks like felt. There are also what looks like three pillows. 

I see from the label that it is used for containing and mopping up some kind of spillage. It must have fallen off the back of a van or a lorry. 

I offloaded some of my litter into the bin, and took the rest of it into the park to empty my bag into the big wheelie bin behind the cafe. Then I went home. 

The first two hedgehogs arrived tonight at 8.30pm. They are getting quite fat now. They aren't eating as much as when they first started coming. Last night a couple of them had fallen asleep while they were eating. 

It has tried to rain a bit today, but it was only a few spots. 

That's all for now. Toodle pip.   ilona

Free entertainment.

 I was a bit taken aback yesterday. As I was clearing litter from around the small car park at the pond, a car pulled up. I take no notice of people around me, I am in my own little world, unless someone chooses to talk to me, then I will be polite and reply. 

So, a white car pulled into the small car park. All of a sudden four or five people tumbled out of it, shouting at each other. Oh dear, I wonder what they are upset about. Not my business, I carried on picking well away from them. The arguments continued, they get in and out of the car several times, lots of door slamming. 

I thought, surely they will calm down soon and sort out their differences. Nope, the commotion continued for about half an hour. I wondered if it might come to someone throwing a few punches. They didn't, just continued shouting at each other. 

Two of them stormed off in a huff, still shouting. They went down the path towards the pond. They came back about ten minutes later. The fall out continued. I was moving further away from them as I was clearing the area of litter. 

Free entertainment I thought, you don't get that every day. Well some do if you live in a town or a city. I hope I am ok saying this, but on this occasion these people were not British. They ranted and raved in a uncomprehensive manner. Oh gawd, that's me being racist again. And they were white, another racist observation of mine. 

Shall I go out today, or shall I stay in.

Catch ya later. Toodle pip.   ilona

The wrong tribe.

 Good morning.

I think enough has been said about the rise and fall of Mr Arday, but I will pop in here with my own thoughts. He was dragged into the machine of wokery to satisfy the inclusion circus which is currently an epidemic of the lefties. He was bigged up as their poster guy, and encouraged to embroider his achievements into epic proportions, to massage the egos of the ghouls who see themselves as saviours of  the universe.  

Universities are the slaves of those who have pumped the most money into their sausage machines. They can all be bought. They will go to any lengths to ensure that no one will get in their way as they continue their rise to fame and fortune. Mr Arday was a gift, he was sacrificed on the alter of wokery. It suited their purpose to splash his achievements, however fragile they turned out to be, all over the media. 

This is what the radical left do. They drag you in. If at first it all goes well and you are accepted into the cult, eventually they will turn on you. Mr Arday suited their needs, for a while. But as soon as the press dug into his background and found it was not all it appeared to be, they left him to flounder on his own, with disastrous consequences. 

We see numerous examples of lefty speak, they are easy to spot. They are radicalised to the point of being incapable of acting alone. As I have said before, they hunt in packs. 

Rest in peace, Mr Arday. Sorry but you joined the wrong tribe. 

Catch you later. Toodle pip.   ilona

A picking good day for it

Good evening.

How did your Saturday go? This is how mine went. This morning I did some sewing and made a strip of  bunting. Mayze wasn't much help on the craft table. 😺

At last the temperature dropped enough for me to do some litter picking. I watered the garden before I went so I wouldn't have to do it when I got back. 

People are still picnicking around the pond, at least they are dropping their rubbish next to this litter bin. I don't know why they can't take it home. We have all got bigger recycling wheelie bins now. Some litter pickers will sort out a mess like this. I am not going to go through it when some of it is already bagged up. The Council can do that.  

I think Cinderella has lost her slipper. Couldn't find the other one. 

This is my next grot spot to tackle. It's a wide pull in where drivers stop for a break. Have a drink and chuck the can out of the window. I will either have to do a limbo dance to get under the barrier, or climb over it. 

This is my haul for today. I picked alongside a busy road into town. Two red bags. I double bagged one of them, and put it inside a black bag because it had some smelly leaky gunge in it. A hood thingy from a pushchair or pram. A piece of glass from the side window of a car. 13 glass bottles. Dropped off at my usual spot, the litter bin at the far end of the pond. 

Thanks for popping in. I'll be back. 😎

Have a good Sunday. Toodle pip.   ilona

Ooooops

Comments which came in overnight. What does pejorative mean?  😁😃😆

 Reported to Blogger for continued hate speech and racist and pejorative language -

Oh dear . You really are not a nice person are you ? You do realise spreading hate speech is a crime , right ?
I really feel sorry for you . You have not had much of a life have you
Miriam

Catch ya later. Have a good weekend. ilona

Watch the birdies.

 I was quick to grab my camera when the birdies came down for a bath today. Lucky that I was sat at the back window doing a bit of sewing.  

I stayed in most of the day, it was baking hot again. I have been opening up the summer house. Mayze has taken to sleeping in there, during the day. It's still sweaty hot but she has found some shelter from the glaring sun. 

The heat was getting to me, so I gave myself a haircut. That's better. I went a bit mad and chopped a lot off. 

At 5pm I decided it was cool enough to go out and check on the fly tip I reported. It is still there, not been collected by the Council yet. I had a scout round Flixborough Industrial Estate, and was pleased to see that this area has been completely cleared of brambles and rubbish. I spent ages picking litter here. I see that there is a sign at the main gate saying it is available for sale or to rent. There might be some offers forth coming now that it has been tidied up. 

While I was there I decided to fill a red bag. Still plenty of litter lying around. I deposited it at my usual place. I might go and add some more to it if the weather starts to cool down. 

Did you see the sunset tonight. It was a stunner. I resisted the urge to rush out with my camera for a better view. 

I thought I might go out this weekend, but with it being so hot I might stay nearer to home. 

Have a good one. Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.   ilona