Ugly blot on the landscape

So what did I see at Barnsley yesterday? A monster warehouse, with hundreds of loading bays, and a thousand trailers. What an ugly sight that was. 

It's obvious where all this is going. We stay at home and everything we need will be delivered to our door. No need to go out anywhere. No need to go to work, we get a basic allowance from the Government. 

Pics from the litter pick I did today. Will I still be able to do voluntary work. A bag of bread buns I found in the corner of the Industrial Estate. I asked a young man who was passing by, if he knew where it came from. He said one of the food factories gives the staff any excess bread they have left over to take home at the end of their shift. Someone decided they didn't want it, or didn't want to carry it home. I have brought it home for the birds. 

A new grot spot found in the corner of a field behind some of the Industrial Units.  It will take a few visits to clean it up. 

Start of another pile. 

That's all for now. Toodle pip.   ilona

Relics of the past

Happy Sunny Sunday.

A few more pics from yesterday at Elsecar, which is near Barnsley in South Yorkshire. There is an antiques centre, a big one. I didn't look around it all. Some interesting relics from the past, but there is nothing I need or want. I don't collect stuff any more. If I was in the market for buying things to set up a new home, I would definitely search out second items from days or even years gone by. Antiques still have a lot of life left in them, unlike the cheap chipboard stuff which will have a very short life.  

Don't bother with a posh jewellery shop, some beautiful items here. 

Garden tools galore. 

Maybe I should start my own bottle collection, from what I find in hedge bottoms. 

As a committed Ford girl, I was tempted to buy this. Nope, don't need it. 

It was becoming hotter by the minute as I looked for a shady place to sit. A bench next to a wall gave some respite. Two young ladies sat down next to me. I exchanged pleasantries as I anticipated a light hearted conversation. One of them was tapping away on her smartphone. A couple of minutes later they both got up and made their excuses, they had to go and catch the bus home, which was due any minute. 

I walked out of the Heritage Centre in search of the village. It was really too hot to go for a walk, but I made the effort. The church seems like a good start. As I entered the gate to go to the front door I was approached by a lady who seemed pleased to see me. She asked me if I would take a photo of the four of them together. There was grandma who was married at the church many years ago. Daughter, possibly in her fifties, grand daughter possibly in her twenties, and great grand daughter who was in a pushchair. I was happy to oblige, as chief photographer for a few minutes. 

I saw quite a lot of wonky graves in the churchyard, and in the burial ground across the road. Headstones leaning perilously to one side, some collapsed altogether. In this day and age of health and safety messages everywhere, I was surprised to see no warning signs here. Sadly the church was locked so I couldn't look inside. 

Across the road from the church is this beautiful old mill, now an Arts and Crafts Centre. The stone construction is typical of the architecture in Yorkshire. 

I was beginning to feel a bit wilted so I headed back to my car. Time to go home. Just one more place to stop and take photographs. Something I had seen on the way to Elsecar, which had shocked me. 

Enjoy your Sunday. Catch ya later. Toodle pip.   ilona

Where did I go today.

 I usually have a leisurely coffee first thing, look out of the window to see what the weather might be like, check if there are any events written on the calendar, then decide if I am going to go out or not. This morning it was a 'yes' let's do it. Then I get the cats sorted out with their breakfast, pack some food for me in the rucksack, and off I go. 

Down the M181, across the M180, down the M18, join the M1 northbound, off at junction 36. Then some minor roads to Elsecar Heritage Village, not far from Barnsley. All without a satnav. About one hour. Here is the link to the web site. 

I have been here before, in January 2020, so I am due another visit. Here is a link to that blog post. 

There is a Craft Fair on this weekend. Indoor stalls and outdoor stalls. Eating and drinking outside in the courtyard. It was very hot. I looked for a bench in the shade. 

More pictures to come tomorrow. The nights are drawing in, and I am going to get a glass of wine before I chill and watch a video. 

Catch ya tomorrow. toodle pip.   ilona

Never forget

 Good morning.

Here we are at Saturday once again. Another weekend to relax an enjoy ourselves. Make sure you have a plan. 

If you think that Dr Peter McCollough is lying, best to skip this video. If you think he is onto something you might like to invest sixteen minutes of your time to listen to his joined up writing, dot the 'i's and cross the 't's', to confirm what you already know. 

Of course, the corrupt Government might like to think this is all water under the bridge, and try to sweep it under the carpet. We have to move on for sure, but I will never forget. 

It's sunny, go outside and enjoy your weekend. 

Toodle pip.  ilona

Too late.

 Good morning. 

Question. What's the evidence? 

My answer. Use your eyes, 

use your ears, 

engage your brain, 

and the evidence will become obvious. 

Someone who rejected everything I was talking about over the last few years, now knows better. 

And it's too late. 

Make sure you live your life now, because tomorrow may never come. 

Looking sunny today. Have a good weekend. Toodle pip.   ilona

Goodbye Anna Maria

Good evening. 

Today I went back home to Burton upon Trent. We said goodbye to my sister Anna Maria. 

It was a lovely service conducted by the Reverend Brian Williams.

Anna's story was written by herself, and was read out by the Reverend. 

I was there early so I had a walk around the grounds before the car arrived. A few moments of quiet reflection. I was here a long time ago when our mother died. I can't remember what year that was, it's all a blur. 

Our brother Stephen died in India, and his widow brought his ashes back to England.They were scattered in the same place where mothers ashes were buried. Just by that tree. 2014.

March 2015. Anna and Rocky at Stapenhill Gardens. 

It was a friendly family gathering today. Although I left Burton 25 years ago, and before that I was hardly there anyway when driving took over my life, people from way back remembered me. After the service we went for refreshments just down the road at Ashfield House. 

Now I am going to bed. Thank you for popping in. See you soon. Toodle pip.   ilona

A walk to the park with my stick

Numbers were quite low at Coffee Morning. I suppose some people are on holiday now. The Pilates group always come in at 11am after their session in the Village Hall. Only two of them today when there are usually eight or more. Despite a reduction in numbers the chatter was still very loud. 

I went a walk this afternoon to the park, taking my picking stick and a big carrier bag. I filled it once on the way there and emptied it into the big bin behind the cafeteria.   

And filled it again on the way back and emptied it in the bin at the Playing Field. I also filled the litter bin up at the bus stop as I was passing. These grass verges haven't been done for a long time so I was finding lots of squashed and mangled drinks cans from when the mower machine had gone over them. 

The wind made the job a whole lot more difficult. I probably should have used the trolley but I didn't think I would find enough litter to fill a red bag. A delivery of new red bags has arrived in the volunteer pod. Thank you Candace for that. 

That's all for now. Toodle pip.   ilona

Drama

I was close by to this last night, finishing off my litter picking. I saw the smoke, the fire engines were rushing to the scene. 

 Normanby Park Riding School

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Thankyou for all the kind messages. We are grateful for your support. We’ve lost all our hay/straw, rugs and some tack. Also our trucks, yard cars, trailers. I know these are material things and can be replaced. We are extremely grateful that all our liveries, our children and all riding school clients got out safely. No words can explain the devastation, we are completely heart broken! Watching our hardwork going up in flames is just heartbreaking. I can’t thank our amazing staff and helpers who managed to free all the horses and ponies out of the back barn. We will keep everyone updated!

Reading through the comments so many people want to help with donations of stuff that's lost, and manual work to put things back to how they were. It happened about 6.30 - 7 pm, so there would have been people around to rescue the horses and ponies. No one is talking about what caused it.

Now I am going to Coffee Morning. Catch ya later. Toodle pip. ilona

Dead end road

Litter picking is easy when you know where to look. This is one of my regular spots. A short piece of dead end road to nowhere. Youngsters come here at night, sit on that concrete beam, swig their beer, and drop their cans behind it. I come along with my stick and pull them out. It's quiet, no traffic, just a few pedestrians, cyclists and scooters. 

One very full bag, one carrier bag of glass bottles, a nearly new wheel trim and half a broken one. And an empty plastic container that used to have ad blue in it. All left at my usual litter bin awaiting collection. I am pleased to say that all my previous bags have been collected. 

I did a Billy dog walk tonight. It's difficult to get him to pose for the camera. I bribed him with a treat for this one. 

Then he had a pee. 

It's been windy and muggy hot today. This weather is baffling me. The heat is wearing me out. We desperately need some rain. 

A nice surprise on the garden tonight. I counted seven hedgehogs. I saw two babies eating together from the same pile of food. I think word has got around and they are bringing their mates. 

Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.  ilona

Sing along with Jesus

 Good afternoon. What you see is not what you get. 

Elias Grace is not a real singer. He is AI generated. 

What happens when a man who looks like Jesus steps onto the America's Talent Arena stage… and sings one of the most beloved hymns ever written? Tonight, Elias Grace delivers a breathtaking new version of How Great Thou Art unlike anything you've ever heard. From the very first note, the arena goes completely silent. The judges lean forward. The audience stops moving. And as Elias begins to sing, the atmosphere changes.

How to hook people in. 2,129,525 views since 17th July.  36k thumbs up.  4230 comments, and people actually believe it's real. How easy it is to be sucked into the AI machine. 

There is no public figure named “Elias Grace” who is recognized as a singer; available search results show no artist by that name.

Elias Grace sang "How Great Thou Art"... and the arena stood still.

If you could say ONE thing to God right now, what would it be? Write it below — your words matter.

And tell us WHERE in the world you're watching from!

AI Disclaimer: This video is a creative production made using artificial intelligence, including AI-generated visuals, music, and storytelling. The characters, performances, and scenes are fictional and created for entertainment and artistic purposes.

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Well if you like this sort of thing, go for it. In this crazy world people are desperately searching for the meaning of life. External forces are pushing us all in one direction. Look inside yourself to find your own way through.

Enjoy your day. Toodle pip. ilona

Rotten

 

I can't add words to this. Our leaders were never leaders. They were puppets and still are. 

Break free people and do your own thing.

Make today the best day of your life.     ilona

Dr Scott speaks

Good morning. 

If this post brings the naysayers to their keyboards, so be it. Dr Scott has been a credible source of information right from the start of when that nasty bug raised it's ugly head. Please excuse my copy and paste format. You can read it or skip it. 

 Dr Scott Jensen

Tony Fauci should be prosecuted for endangering human life on earth with gain of functioning research with man-made fugitive viruses.

Mike Newcome

Dr. Scott Jensen spoke out when it wasn’t easy, and for that he paid a price. He faced investigations, attacks on his medical license, and relentless efforts to damage his reputation and credibility. Yet he continued to stand by what he believed was right, even when doing so put his career, finances, and professional standing at risk.

A short video here from Dr Scott. 

Have a good day. Toodle pip.   ilona

Life is a numbers game.

 Good morning. 

I've got a stat counter on my blog. It used to give me lots of extra information when it was free. Then they put a charge on it and that free information became an upgrade which incurs a payment. I decided not to go down that route, so now I still have the basic weekly update. 

Not that I am interested in numbers. A quick glance and delete the email. It doesn't matter to me how many people visit, or whether they come back again, or disappear forever. It's just numbers. 

I am not about being popular, not looking for praise, and I am not in competition with other bloggers. People will naturally find their niche, their tribe, online and in real life. Whatever makes them happy. Some people crave to fit in somewhere, I crave for my freedom to do whatever I like. That might seen arrogant to some, but it is how I have lived for most of my life. The feeling of being answerable to no one makes me happy. 

Average Daily Traffic

Page Views 671.1  Prev Week 687.1   Unique Visits 613.3  Prev Week 622.9   First Time Visits 444  Prev Week 440.6   Returning Visits 169.3  Prev Week 182.3

Daily Traffic Breakdown

Page Views Unique Visits First Time Visits Returning Visits Mon 594 559 387 172 Tue 591 542 383 159 Wed 781 705 516 189 Thu 591 543 400 143 Fri 648 588 433 155 Sat 713 650 469 181 Sun 780 706 520 186 Total 4,698 4,293 3,108 1,185 Avg 671 613 444 169 I hope you have a good day, and a good week. Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.   ilona

It gets me out.

 It hasn't been quite so hot today, a nice gentle breeze as I did a litter pick at the back of Tesco. Hows this for coincidence. Ten minutes after I started I was recognised. A man was picking berries, he said hello ilona. I sort of recognised him then he reminded me that he visited my garden when I was taking part in  the Open Gardens event in my village. That was ten years ago. His wife has been reading my blog for years. Nice to meet you again Paul, say hello to Sarah for me. 

Two bags filled on this pick. I used a black one because I am running out of red ones. I have some on order and they will be delivered soon. Glass bottles bagged up separately. 

My new pile is starting to grow. 

 

That's all for now. Time for bed. Toodle pip.   ilona