Friday, 11 February 2022
Big cats at Yorkshire Wildlife Park
Thursday, 10 February 2022
Best photo of the day
Wot do i eat
I don't have any recipes to follow when I make my meals. I eat whatever I fancy when my stomach tells me to eat. I open the fridge, check dates to see what needs eating first, and then cobble something together.
Wednesday, 9 February 2022
Brothers divided
My brother went in a different direction to me and the rest of the family after we left school. It is sad when families lose touch with each other. Stephen joined the army cadets then the regular army. It didn't do him any favours. He was a sensitive soul and that environment was wrong for him. The army changed him.
He became a drifter with no clear goal about his future. Eventually he ended up in India. I tried to keep in touch with him, but we didn't see him for about 17 years. One day an email came from his Indian wife. He was gravelly ill in the hospital, his time was limited. There was no time for me and my sister to go to India. It happened quickly and he passed away. He was my younger brother, two years younger than me. He was 59.
I have an older half brother. He was brought up in Germany. We finally got to meet him because he found us at the age of 37. We met several times, him coming here and me going there. He will be approaching 80 now. Communications between us stopped once we were able to give him all the information he asked for about our mother. Now he sends a Christmas card to our sister, I don't get one.
So now I have no brothers. The reason I tell you these things is because I have just listened to an interview of Kyle Kemper, half brother of Justin Trudeau. It has made me think about my brothers. It made me sad to listen to Kyle, how communications in his family have broken down. He explains how the two brothers have gone in different directions. They are miles apart in their thinking. I hope they can come together again. Watch the video and read the article here.
Catch ya later. ilona
Tuesday, 8 February 2022
Keeping the place tidy
Thanks for popping in. We'll catch up soon. Toodle pip. ilona
Teenage crush
As a teenager in the sixties, I was starting to take an interest in good looking young men. Top of the Pops and Ready Steady Go were blaring out of the box in the corner of the living room every week. This is where I learnt how to scream at pop stars.
There was another programme I insisted we watch, me being the only one in the house who demanded we tuned into it. My mum, brother and sister, had no interest in it. There were two teams of four people who sat behind a counter top, the question master was facing them. I'm not really a fan of quiz programmes because I can never answer the questions. But this I had to watch.
It was Bamber Gascoigne I wanted to see, and swoon over, on University Challenge. I thought he was gorgeous. Handsome with a lovely smile, and obviously very clever as well. I was besotted.
I wrote him a fan letter, telling him how much I enjoyed seeing him on the tele. I asked him if he had a fan club, and if he hadn't I could start one for him. He replied. He didn't have a fan club, and sadly he didn't want one. I thought I still had the letter but I can't find it.
I see that he has passed away. A little memory embedded in my brain. Rest in peace Bamber. You were my heartthrob for a while.
Catch ya later. Toodle pip. IlonaA few pointers
Monday, 7 February 2022
All you need is . . . . . .
Toodle pip. ilona
Saturday, 5 February 2022
Windy walk
I set off for a walk this afternoon thinking I might do the eight mile one. I was a bit late going but I was in fine fettle so thought it was doable. I could always shorten it if thought I would run out of time.
I came across two men who were fixing a wire fence alongside the track. I noticed that part of the fence I had just passed was falling down, so I mentioned it to them. They might want to go and have a look at it. As we were chatting it turns out that they were having to repair that particular section because it had been torn down by thieves who wanted to gain access to another track which led to some barns and sheds.
It happened the other night and as it is a bit isolated there, they had plenty of time to do a lot of damage. The farmer lives six miles away so is not on hand to protect his property. The thieves apparently use quad bikes to get around the tracks, they can ride across fields to get access. They broke down the wall to get into a barn, they stole vehicles and diesel, and damaged a JCB but couldn't get it started.
I mentioned that I had seen some men with quad bikes a few days ago, they were hanging around in a wood as I walked by. The farmer said not to approach them because they are part of a larger gang. He said the police know about them but can't pin the crimes onto them. I told him about the dead sheep I had found. He said yes, they butcher them and dump the remains in bin bags.
It appears there is a lot of crime around here. I was quite shocked when he told me what had happened.
I reached the halfway point of the walk, and decided to carry on rather than take the short cut back. The wind was blowing a hoolie, my cheeks were cold but the rest of me was warm.
I was walking past a row of houses on my way out of a village when I saw that someone had lost a woolly knitted bobble hat, I think they call them beanies these days. I picked it up off the ground and put it on top of a short wooden post which was part of a hand written sign saying Kindling for sale, £3.50 a bag. I thought the person who lost it might come along and find it. A couple of minutes later I turned round, I often look behind me, and saw an old man come out of the house wearing only his dressing gown, no trousers. He lifted the hat off the post and threw it on the ground. What a mean thing to do.
I stopped for a short break to eat my cheese and peanut butter sandwich, Coming back I was walking into the wind. I remembered to put the torch in my rucksack, I needed it for the last 20 minutes. Dinner tonight was a bowl of deeelishus stew, made yesterday.
We have a short month now so I don't want to get behind with the walking. The target is 168 miles by the end of February.
The cats are in, we are snug and warm here. Catch ya tomorrow. ilona
A passionate plea
All about me.
Stuck for something to write. Want to fire off a quick post because I want to go out. Inspiration comes from Sooze blog. People's opinions sometimes upset her. I wish I could help, but everyone has to deal with life's problems the best way they see fit. As she says, not everyone is the same.
I have my own way of eliminating the stress out of my life. This blog has caused me a lot of stress in the past because deep down I am a softie at heart. Now I have a better way of dealing with it. I have installed an impenetrable barrier around my whole person. Nothing gets through without my permission. I choose who I take notice of, I choose my friends, and I ignore those who I have no connection with. If someone upsets me they are toast.
I get a stat counter report every Monday. Sometimes the figures are up, but quite often they have gone down. I don't mind about that. If people want to read they can, if they decide that my content is not for them and they don't come back, that's fine.
Some people might find me a bit rude, a bit opinionated, and a bit abrasive. I will stick up for myself if someone tries to put me down.
I don't feel I have to fit in with everyone else. I am not part of a team. I don't look for acceptance. I will always be honest and truthful. People can like me or hate me. I don't mind which.
Have a Happy Saturday. Toodle pip. ilona
Thursday, 3 February 2022
Open Exhibition with video
Disposable gloves hanging from a line over a fire place. Presumably having been washed, and drying for future use.
Many a true word. . . . . .
Wednesday, 2 February 2022
Checking out the Open Exhibition.
David Hockney is looking good. I had a lovely chat with the young lady who works there. It made the visit so much more enjoyable to be able to talk with a young artist. I have more photo's and a video which I will put on tomorrow.
It was warm enough today to do a five mile walk. When I got back into the village I called in to have a coffee with Angela. We had a catch up chat.
It's nearly bed time so I'll say Toodle pip and see you tomorrow. ilona
