I’ve been a bit lax in writing this blog lately. Okay, truthfully I forgot to write it last week. ‘Ma heid is mince’ at the moment due to hubby’s illness and the million and one things I seem to have to do every day. So apologies for missing it last week.
Anyway, how are you all? Hope you are well and have been enjoying the good weather (last week) and not so good weather (this week).
Let’s see, what’s been happening in my life? I’ve been continuing to write. I give myself 500 words to write every day and I’m managing it most days. This teensy amount of words is great because I can easily rattle it off without the pressure of writing more. If I do write more (and I often do) then that’s a bonus! Am currently at 20,000 words, so am totally impressed with myself! (gives self a pat on the back).
The last week or so has been taken up with hospital visits as usual, but I’ve also been enjoying taking the dog for walks and meeting other dog walkers. Yesterday, we met a lovely big bulldog type dog (I’m sure her owner called her a French something…bulldog?…but she was too big for a French bulldog. She actually looked more like an American bulldog) called Heidi who wasn’t that fond of Millie I’m afraid. Anyway, she was a lovely dog.
I am currently reading a biography of Richmal Cromptom (above) who wrote the Just – William stories. I haven’t read these books (although we have some of them in the house), but I loved the 1970s tv series of the books starring Adrian Dannatt as William and Bonnie Langford as Violet Elizabeth Bott (who would thcweam and thcweam and thcweam until she was thick!). Richmal’s story is really interesting. She was a very accomplished lady. Am enjoying the book. Might just have to read the William books now!
Oh a wee bit of excitement on Sunday night. Two magpies (evil birds them!) attacked a young Jackdaw (it still had some baby feathers on its body) and had it pinned down to the grass in the back garden. Me and the girl went out and rescued it. I put it in a box in the potting shed as I didn’t think it would last the night. I gave it some water and hoped for the best. The crow was still alive the next morning so, after naming it Mortimer (after the raven in Arabel’s Raven by Joan Aitken , illustrations by the fab Quentin Blake) and giving it some water and dog food, I rang the SSPCA and they came and picked it up. I’m not holding my breath for it surviving as it was quite injured (a hole in its chest and damaged wings), but it’s in the right hands now. If they think it won’t survive at least they will have put it out of its misery.
Magpies are now off my list of animals and birds I like (I like most of them). Poor Mortimer.
Right, well that’s about it for this post except to say well done to the girl and her school netball team who came third in a local netball tournament last night. Well done all of you!
Anyway, on that final note, with hope in my heart that the poor bird survived, I will say adieu for this week! Until next time!