Over the Moon!

Just like the Cow in Edward Lear’s “The Owl and the Pussy-cat,” I am feeling Over the Moon. Why you may ask?

Because I have a new job and feel very happy about being asked to work for this prestigious company. I really do feel that this is just the right job for me; although there is a catch. It is only for 3 months, so it is a temporary appointment. There may be an extension of the post, so this means i have to outperform myself, and make myself invaluable!

No Pressure Then?

This post gives me a chance to enjoy one of my much-loved poems from childhood. I have a memory of owning an Edward Lear book of Nonsense Poems, and it was so worn out by the time I had finished with it, that I can’t remember what the front cover looked like. The front cover of the book has long gone, along with the book itself, but the memories of reading this wonderful poem and the rest of the book are still firmly held in my heart. Thank you Edward Lear for cheering up a small girl from Ipswich…


The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
   In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
   Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
   And sang to a small guitar,
“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,
    What a beautiful Pussy you are,
         You are,
         You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!”


Pussy said to the Owl, “You elegant fowl!

How charmingly sweet you sing!

O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
   But what shall we do for a ring?”
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
   To the land where the Bong-Tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
   With a ring at the end of his nose,
             His nose,
             His nose,
   With a ring at the end of his nose.
“Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
   Your ring?” Said the Piggy, “I will.”
So they took it away, and were married next day
   By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
   Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
   They danced by the light of the moon,
             The moon,
             The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Image from http://the-office.com/bedtime-story/owlpussycat.htm

They make me happy!

Who are they? My friends of course! Who else can make you happy – the way your friends can?

Today I meet up with a really good friend called FD. FD and I went for a coffee at Costa, but even before we had got to the coffee shop we were chatting, questioning, spilling truths and laughing.

As I didn’t have any money FD paid, and so I didn’t feel awkward she reminded me that many times in the past 4 years I had treated her. I thought about this, and realised that helping FD has been a pleasure – all I used to do was pick her up in the mornings when we were both going to our job.

FD and I met at work and we immediately gelled, we were both studying and it felt like we understood each other’s stresses; although FD already had her degree and was working towards a masters degree! A smart cookie.

As we worked during the weekend, we were glad to have each other’s company – it was a horrible journey to work. No one else was ever around, the streets were completely empty. No other idiot was out at 8.15am on a Sunday morning for minimum wage. During the summer it was cold at that time of day, and when it was warm and sunny we were even more miserable. We would be cooped up in an air-conditioned office. That crappy job brought us together and for three years we continued to cheer each other up, and would crack up about so many silly things, laughing together on the way there and back. Bitching about the terrible customers, and giggling about how sad these people were!

Surprisingly our ages are different, so I’m not someone FD would normally hang out with, which makes this friendship even more special. She’s my eldest girl’s age, and I’m lucky enough to be close to my daughter too. I consider myself very fortunate to be part of their lives and having these two amazing young women as friends is something I cherish.

Tonight I feel happy, and really enjoyed my day with such a wonderful friend; which confirmed to me that “they” really do make life better.

Thanks FD 💜

What a BFF!

Just got back from coffee with my fabulous friend Janet who I met at Uni 4 years ago. We have been friends ever since, through thick and more thick, and a few thins!

She’s been a really good mate, we’ve sat sometimes, when I’ve been in a real mess, and talked it all through. She has a sensible head on intelligent and emotionally mature shoulders and has advice too. Although she is able to just listen and offer comfort without solutions. University is a tough place and everyday life is difficult sometimes. All through the last 4 yrs Janet’s been a solid rock, someone who is obtainable and ever present.

It’s not all one way though, I’ve had the opportunity to be a friend to her on occasions. Just as my life can be chaotic so sometimes can hers and I’ve been there to help pick up the pieces. I’ve always found it easy to want to help her, never getting that crappy feeling that I’ve wasted my time, but always left with the feeling that she was worth the effort, time  and whatever else has been offered.

But its not all doom and gloom, we laugh, I mean really laugh sometimes, well actually all the time. Our sense of humours are similar and we thrive off each others comedy, seeing things no one else can see, laughing sometimes uncontrollably.  I have gone home on many occasions with mascara running, still laughing in the car on the way home after we have left each other. We seem to have a knack of getting ourselves into scraps that end in hilarity.

A few weeks ago I felt so proud of janet too. She came second in a writing competition, her story won her a cash prize and a full double page spread in the newspaper. I hope this gives her the confidence to carry on writing because she certainly has a talent for it. Her story was intriguing, and all the stories I have read of Janet’s have been good. She can write a story which comes around in a full circle. Her endings are always good, with mystery and intrigue which takes some thinking about. This to me is a good writer, someone who can make you walk away thinking about what you have read.

Janet has been a really good friend for the last 4 years and I hope that there are many more years to come of laughter, emotional support and above all friendship.

Do you have a best friend who makes life that bit easier for you? Janet has been such an inspiring and courageous person, I admire her grit and determination to do the right thing.

Her motherhood has been hard but her son is a credit to her. He is matured into a fantastic man, intelligent, fun, kind, thoughtful, and hard-working. He is proud of his mum, it is obvious to see and I think the world of him.

Thanks Janet, for being my BFF…

Happy Easter


Happy Easter

I have had a few days off from work, so am trying to do as much uni work as possible. It’s hard when there are so many other (more exciting) things to do! But only about 6 weeks left.

I just wrote a poem, and it was inspired by one of the paintings on Pop My Mind.  The picture is of an American Indian sitting at a fire, its so serene..


Ancestor’s fire

The body expires upwards, towards 

 the smokeless wastes 

the frozen fiords or deserts of states 

take expiry from anywhere to any place.

Solitary and alone red sky emits

mists from the soul which

ancestor’s permit.

Fires burning on, offering light 

  but no warmth.  

Warmth went awhile ago 

when bodies expire.

The spacing is a bit weird but otherwise this is my poem inspired by the above painting

what a great fun thing to do…



I’ve been Popped – and I love it!

I’ve spoken about Pop My Mind (PMP) before, but I’m so excited to say that I’ve been Popped!  This means essentially that I perused the PMP site where loads of artists have painted images, writers have written poems etc. etc.

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Pop My Mind Website

I was inspired by a painting called Shredded.  I thought it was intriguing and it inspired me to write a short poem, short and sweet…

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It’s also called Shredded 

Shredded and broken, lonely and sad

marked for breaking

like –

a silent nomad.

Red is blood, blue is bone

Yellow hurts their eyes

Shredded and alone…

And now someone else Anllelito has been inspired to draw some fantastic pictures.  They are really cool and I am so impressed by picture I just had to write about it.  The feeling that I have inspired another artist to create something is so cool.  I can’t express how exciting it feels.  I’m am beginning to feel a part of the artist and writers community.  I feel that my art and my creations of poems and prose is ‘real’!  I really am a blogger, a writer and a poet and wow, that feels awesome.

This is what they wrote:

Shredded Poem inspired me to do some sketches of a wandering soul. I think of the character as a renegade from a past time that was curse to wander for eternity for his crimes.

And this is what they created:

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The Renegade Wandering Soul

I mean really how cool is that.  This picture is blooming awesome (said that twice now!).

What has happened to you lately where you feel your creativity has inspired someone else?

Pancake Gorgeous!

So we had a wonderful pancake day, well 2 of us did anyway!  Poor old Oz didn’t get anything except a look at the delicious photographs I took.  Oh that was so mean!


I have decided to give up cake, (yes I know?) for lent, which means from today the 10th February until 24th March, that’s 40 days to be precise.  The story of why we have lent is lovely and makes you think of depriving yourself of something you love in order to become wiser and more tolerant of things around you.

Now I’m not sure that is what the message from JC (not Jeremy Corbyn)  Jesus Christ had in mind when he did his epic desert marathon.  But I want to challenge myself to show that I still have the tenacity and determination I used to have when I was in my 20s and 30s.

So cake?  Crap!  I bloody love cake… And sound like Little Britain.


The Ipswich Society

The Ipswich Society is a fairly large and well established group of dedicated people who take an interest in what happens around Ipswich Town.  Their website is small and quite old fashioned, but it does the job. Here’s a link to it if you want to read more about them and what they do.  The Ipswich Society – Read More

We have joined this group as we wanted to become more involved with the place we live in.  Ipswich is a great place to live with so many things to do, and I would like to contribute in a small way and get some enjoyment out of it too.  I think the group has been running many years, it says it was started in 1960.  Before I was even born (not way off but still, anything counts these days!).


I Really Love My New Job!

I cannot believe how happy I feel at the moment!  Why do I feel this way?  It is because I’m loving my new job.  I mean really enjoying the work I do…What is going on?

Today I wrote a blog on roses, to add a spin on it I wrote about Valentine’s Day, it is called: Roses on Valentine’s Day – What is your favourite?

I scheduled quite a few Facebook posts for the next few days, I have totally free reign on what content I include.  When we have a sale or special promotion I have to  include those but otherwise I choose from the vast bank of information there is on the Thompson & Morgan website.  There is so much to write about and it is so interesting and an enjoyable subject to research.

Research is, if I am truthful, the best part of my job.  I get a kick out of researching and investigating a subject in order to write about it.  My information has to be 100% correct so I often ask my colleagues if it is a difficult horticultural subject, there are a few who really know their stuff, and there are plenty more who have very good basic knowledge.  They are  always happy to help too, so it isn’t a problem to ask.

The colleagues I work with have just allowed me to fit in easily, almost like I have been there for more than a week and a half!  Because I did the work experience first I was able to  meet almost everyone in my new office,  I had the chance to speak to some of them and became friendly with a few of the.  Now I have had time to integrate myself because I am working with them and I have to say I find them all really decent people.  I couldn’t think of anyone of them that I think – owhh! I don’t think I’ll bother with them, or anything of the sort.  They are all good people who are hard working and conscientious.  This is such fab news and the reason why I am so happy.

Work and Life are going well, Uni hasn’t started but I only have a small amount of time left.  Yes it will be stressful and hard work but I am determined to get this bloody degree even if it nearly kills me!!  Lets hope it doesn’t do that, I am enjoying life too much.

2016 has been good to me so far.  How have you faired?  Is life treating you well or is it being a total B@*£H?






2nd Week at Work

I cannot believe it is already the end of Monday, in my second week at work.  Where did the day go?  Work is so interesting and there is so much to learn that I don’t have time to get bored.  Today I learnt more of my new job, and found it fascinating how marketing works, the stuff it involves and the information I have available.

Marketing is new to me so it is a subject I have a lot to learn.  This makes me happy because it means I won’t have time to get bored, as boredom is my worst enemy.  When I was in the call centre I used to get so bored and frustrated with the lack of variety in my job.  I know it was just a job to tide me over until I finished university, but oh God! it used to drive me mad.


Bored At Work!

The job was so repetitive and dull that I really did get to a point where I just couldn’t be bothered, and I would still do more work than some?  So now that I am in my new role I feel full of enthusiasm and excitement to see what’s new and what am I doing today?  The job has a wide variety of tasks to perform on a weekly, monthly and annual basis, but the information collected can be investigated and researched.  This means that you have to work out what is going on and why something has happened, this means that it won’t get boring because there is always going to be something to check out.


Bored At Work!

I really like the people I work with and for, they are a good bunch and I feel I have fitted in quite nicely.  I hope they feel the same?  I can’t say!  I miss my friends in the call centre but make a point to have lunch with them.  Especially Karen and Laura who are very dear to me.  I am also meeting Brenda for a coffee soon, she is another friend I have made that I am reluctant to give up so will go out of my way to see her from month to month.


Me and Karen, Me and Brenda and M and Karen again as I don’t have one of Laura and I.  Which is a shame so I will have to get a selfie on Friday when I see her at lunch.

These pictures were taken at our Christmas Do – it was a really good fun night.