YOU HAVE TO LAUGH DON'T YOU?

Sometimes something happens and you find, when thinking of it again, you find yourself laughing. This is something that happened last Friday.

First I need to explain.   For many years we have had a front driveway gate consisting of a large gate and a smaller one.  Phil had installed the larger one many, many years ago swinging it on a steel post. Previous even to that we had a ranch style fence built at the front of the property so the smaller of the two gates was swung on the large fence post.

All this worked wonderfully well until white ants (termites) decided to devour the 4 x 4 main post. We had the termites sprayed and any that were left deep inside the post were probably devoured by black ants over time.  Haven't seen a black ant there for a couple of years so obviously no white ants either.    As you can imagine the post began to lean somewhat and over the years got worse and worse and the little gate wouldn't meet up with the larger gate and as everything by now was on a lean it even became difficult to move the small gate.

Why am I telling you this?   I needed to explain as it is all connected with what happened on Friday.   Our lovely English lass, Jenny, that comes into clean each fortnight (our local council provides these workers and they are subsidised by our state government so cost very little to we elderly folk) has an 18 year old son who is a real handy man.  She asked should she bring him round to check out what needed doing and I thought that a good idea.  I wanted the big post and the entire section of fence removed, a steel pole to be installed and the small gate swung on that post.

He said he could do that and came on Friday morning to remove the wooden fence and said he would return on Saturday morning to install the new post,  give the instant concrete time to dry and return at 3pm swing the gate.   That was beautifully done and a tradesmen couldn't have done a better job and probably would have charged a small fortune.  He didn't want to take any money but I decided that 4 hours of his time plus travelling was worth a lot and when he receives the payment in his bank account I think he will be pleasantly surprised.

Over the years I have planted trees and shrubs on both sides of the ranch fence so we don't really need to replace the large section that was removed as even a small dog would have difficulty in getting through.  Yay!!!  Money saved!!!!

So why am I still laughing you ask......after Corey had left on Friday afternoon I suggested to Phil that he should bring the letterbox in which had been left outside with the demolished old fence.  Phil realised that the small gate was probably out there too and should bring it in for safety's sake.  This is probably only about 30 minutes after Corey had left.   Phil came in and said the small gate had disappeared.  I can still see his face as he told me this and I can imagine what mine was like when I heard what he said.  I know these days people go around checking out items at times of council verge collections but for a gate to disappear so quickly....surely not, and definitely no verge collections taking place right now.   Phil even went and checked again but no gate either inside or outside.

I suggested he ring Jenny and ask her where Corey had put the gate in case Phil had missed it.  She was out so he left a message and she rang back soon after.   I asked her about the gate and her answer was "right now your gate is in my garage.  Corey brought it home with him to make sure the hinges etc fitted OK."    He had forgotten to mention he'd taken the gate and here were Phil and I thinking dreadful thoughts about rotten thieves etc.  It may not seem funny to others but to me it really hit the spot and, after all, it's always good to have something to make one laugh, no matter what.

TUNEFUL TUESDAY

I can remember my eldest granddaughter being part of the cast of Fiddler on the Roof many, many years ago.   They all did a really great job on presenting this classic.   Here we have Topol with his wonderful rendition of "If I were A Rich Man".

THE CHAMELEON ROSE

Several years ago I asked Phil to go to Dawsons Garden Centre and buy me 3 chameleon miniature rose bushes.   I got a lot of pleasure from them but I have to admit I did neglect them rather badly over the last couple of years.

Last month I set about them with secateurs.  Two of the plants looked healthy but the third not so muc and finally it went to rose heaven.   The other two immediately began to show a lot of life and the larger of the two flowered a week or so back and it is beautiful.

The buds are yellow and the flowers change colour as they age (hence the name);  here it is about a week ago:

and then today:

I think I may be asking Phil to pop up to Dawsons and buy me a couple more.  What do you think?

CANDY

Many of you will recall we adopted Candy who was a rescue cat.   Not only had I chosen her from a photograph but when we went to the animal rescue place she chose us so it was obviously meant to be.

She has now been with us for over 3 years and has become so much part of the family that there are very few days that she's not with us for about 22 hours.   She either sleeps on my lap, or on Phil's lap if mine is not available, and she sleeps on one of our beds all night.  She comes when she is called 9 times out of 10 and understands lots of words and obeys them too.

A few months ago she was very ill with a urinary tract infection  It was strange to begin with as we discovered her doing 'squirties' in the house and for an extremely clean cat we knew something was wrong.   Several trips to the vet and various tests and medicines finally restored her to her usual happy self but it took several weeks for that to happen.  Veterinary treatment is not cheap, especially when it involves various tests but we love that cat so....you pay to have her well again.

One strange thing that eventuated after her illness was she began to sleep on Phil's lap.  She had never done that in 3 years even though he had often picked her up and sat down with her on his lap.  She would immediately jump off.  Did she realise he had been helping her get better by taking her to the vet?  We will never know how a cat's mind works but all I know is she and he are better friends now.

In my work/store room where I have my computer there are two chairs with cushions on them.  One is for Candy and the other for Phil if he decides he wants to come out and have a chat.   This is Candy in her chair

and the other for Phil but you can be sure if Phil has been sitting out here, as soon as he leaves she has to have his chair.

She will also steal Phil's armchair in the living room but never mine for some reason.   You could say she has become boss of the house but do we mind...no, not really.

TUNEFUL TUESDAY

This is a song from way back and I wonder does anyone remember it?  Connie Francis did a wonderful job singing "Tennessee Waltz".  I can feel myself swaying to the music already.
Enjoy.

HOW ABOUT SOME MORE MUSIC? TUNEFUL TUESDAY??

In the past I posted selections of music that I had found on YouTube and when I am using my computer I often listen to music at the same time.  I have a very wide taste in music from rock and roll to classical so you are likely to find some surprises among my selections in the future.

Do any of you ever watch the English edition of Pointless?  I really enjoy it but have to admit the cheaper edition they have now playing on Oz TV is really dreadful.  Anyway, getting back to the English programme, the presenter is Alexander Armstrong and the brainy fellow is Richard Osman.  I had put Pointless in YouTube to watch an episode and discovered that Alexander Armstrong has a great singing voice.   "Without a Song" is a favourite of mine and I think Alexander sings it very beautifully.  I wonder what you think.   Perry Como also does a pretty fair rendition of this song as do so many other artists.

Here now is Alexander Armstrong and his rendition of one of my favourite songs:  Enjoy.

11/11/2018

Today it is exactly 100 years since my mum and dad were dancing and cavorting in the streets of London.  Hundreds had poured from nearby buildings to celebrate the news that World War 1 was finally over.

I remember mum telling me about it and the cheering, dancing. hugging and even kissing that went on between the people of London on that historic day.  I think she said celebrations went on long into the night and I can well believe it.

At that time mum and dad were both working at the Sugar Commission which had been established as sugar was essential to the war effort.  Mum was secretary to the Chief and dad was chief clerk but he must have had other assignments as he was awarded the MBE by King George V for work he had done during the war.  I asked mum about the medal and it seems dad kept very quiet about it and the only thing she could tell me is that she remembered he used to meet trains at various times but for what reason she had no idea.  All very strange and I guess it is nice to have a mystery in the family.

My thoughts today are for the soldiers who lost their lives fighting in what was known at the time as the war to end all wars.  What a great pity that wasn't the case.

LEST WE FORGET