Leaving on a Jet Plane


I can’t believe it’s almost here!

In only ten days I will be flying to the UK for a whole month, catching up with family and friends.

 Australia to England is about 23 hours actual flying time, so I’m not looking forward that part, but it will be worth it when I get to hug my family and friends whom I haven’t seen for seven years.

 I’m really looking forward to seeing my mother again; she is 91 and had a stroke seven years ago. I flew over to Lancashire, in the North of England at the time, and spent three weeks with her before returning home.  She lost the use of her right side as well as her speech and never fully regained either, so she has been in a Nursing Home ever since.

The hub has family in the same town and we both have old-time friends there,  so we have a lot of visiting lined up for us!

We also both have family in Scotland where I have another brother and sister. I haven’t met my sister (long story) but my brother and his wife have arranged for us to meet on this visit. I feel quite nervous and a bit apprehensive about meeting her – I suppose she feels the same about meeting me, her big sister! It will be some meeting, that’s for sure; hope it goes ok.

We will spend a week in Scotland and then on the drive back to England, I have arranged to meet an internet friend at Gretna Green! We have been friends for years so we thought we’d grab this chance to meet each other whilst we had the opportunity – how exciting! Will tell you all about that when I get back!
Then we drive back down into Lancashire, England to spend the rest of our time there, visiting my mother and catching up with friends and other family members.

My friend is looking after our dog Poppy whilst we are away but I’m already paranoid about leaving her. Yes I know, she will be fine, I know she will, I keep telling myself that.  I’m just a worry-wort and will really miss her.


 I’ll probably miss her and home so much that I’ll want to come back after two weeks – especially if the English weather is still as I remember it! I’m not used to dull, dismal rainy days! My brother told me to bring some woolly jumpers as it’s freezing in Scotland. Thanks bro!

Depending on internet connections where ever we are on our travels, I will try to write one or two posts just so you don’t forget about me!
And don’t worry, I will take lots of photos to share with you guys when I get back – and I’m sure I will have some stories to tell.

Hope you will still be here when I get back!

Shoes For StaceyA!


This post is especially forStacey at Walk a Mile in My Shoes,

one of my blogging buddies who has a “very fond affection for shoes”!

If you also have a “thing” for shoes, enjoy!

These shoes are wild and wonderful, and I just had to share.






Hope they brought a smile to your face, they did to mine!

Are these things actually wearable?

Seriously, where did they get those shoes from?

Weekly Photo Challenge-Entrance


The Weekly Photo Challenge this week is “Entrance”.

This Rose Arbor is in a local park but it was winter at the time I took this photo, so it’s not in it’s full splendour!
Wait till summer comes and it will be covered in brilliant blooms!

Rose Arbor Entrance - minus the roses!

A Trip Down Memory Lane


                Need a break from your ‘grown-up life”?
Then come with me on a trip down Memory Lane . . .

Do you remember when . . . 

girls wore those ugly gymslips?

nearly everyone's mom was home when the kids got home from school?

the hula hoop? Yup, I had one!

it took 5 minutes for the tv to warm up?

when you'd reach into the gutter for a muddy penny?

Remember when they threatened to keep children back a year if they failed the school year? And they did!

No-one ever asked where the car keys were, because they were always in the car, in the
ignition, and the doors were never locked!

when milk came in glass bottles with cardboard tops, delivered to your doorstep?


and bubblegums

Do you remember a time when a decision was made by going “Eeny-meeny-miny-moe”?

Or when ‘race issue” meant arguing about who was the fastest?

or when catching tadpoles could happily occupy a whole day?

having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot?

For those of us who remember most or all of these, then you have lived during the best era when things were simpler and people were kinder.

It makes me wonder what kind of memories our children will have to look back on?

Just a Dog


From time to time, people tell me toLighten up, it’s just a dog”, or “That’s a lot of money for just a dog”.

They don’t understand the distance traveled, time spent or costs involved for just a dog.

Some of my proudest moments have come about with just a dog.

Many hours have been spent with my only company being just a dog, and not once have I felt slighted.

Some of my saddest moments were brought about by just a dog.
In those days of darkness, the gentle touch of just a dog provided comfort and purpose to overcome the day.

If you too, think it’s just a dog, you will probably understand phrases like just a friend, just a sunrise or just a promise.

Just a dog” brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust and pure unbridled joy.

Just a dog brings out the compassion and patience that makes me a better person.

Because of just a dog I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future.

And because of just a dog, I am passionate about pets!

For me and folks like me, it’s not just a dog. It’s the embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.
Just a dog brings out what is good in me and diverts my thoughts away from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope someday that people will understand it’s not just a dog – it’s the thing that gives me humanity
and keeps me from being just a man or just a woman.

So the next time you hear the phrase just a dog ~ smile, because they just don’t understand.