Yesterday was quite exhausting ~ Allen and Jean came in the morning ~ he's from Keighley and she's from Skipton ~ Allen's been a friend for donkey's years ever since he turned up at the door to see if with the pendulum and a bit of magic I could help him discover the origin and purpose of a cache of clay tablets, about the size of Scrabble tiles, uncovered on the Pennine moors ~ for full story see the first blog : www.joypeach.com number 66 : Unearthing the Past ~ I'll attach photos of a tile and sheet with all the symbols found on them. Allen and Jean come for a few days in Whitby around this time every year ~ had a happy hour catching up on news ~ as always, they brought Elizabeth Botham's biscuits,TWO packets this time, much enjoyed with our tea and coffee, bless them ! Allen is a historian and with a passion for grandfather clocks ~ In the early years he'd check mine, clean it and oil it for me, but that became a bit too much for him, and thankfully I have found Tony Swift who services the clock regularly ~ Tony is an interesting man as in addition to CLOCKS, he is a maker of Philosophical and Scientific Instruments and Specialist buyer in the Instrument Trade.
Oh ~ I wrote a piece for the Guardian about Allen's problem coping with his mother in her dementia AND continuing in his job ~ I'll see if I can find it. I think I included it in the first blog but I can't put my hand on it ~ back then, he could have been forced to sell their home to pay for her residential care ~ the policy was eventually dropped so that he could put his mother into a Home and keep a roof over his head ~ a wicked Conservative idea ~ Virginia Bottomley's, I seem to remember.
Time to order next year's DODO PAD ~ maybe it is tempting fate, assumung I will still be here and needing a desk diary in 2017 ~ in spite of doubts went ahead and it has just come ~ my sister Mary introduced me to the Dodo Pad way back in my wife-and-mother days, yes right back to Quarry Road, and no matter how difficult things were financially, I've managed to get one every year since : I was tempted to chuck them out recently in a fit of clearing stuff out to simplify it for the family when I die ~ but then (and just in time) had second thoughts and grabbed them back from the hands of the dustman ! Crazy really, but it suddenly felt as if I was throwing my past out and could not do it ~ so one of the children will have that pleasure eventually ~ this is the 51st edition I see ~ and my 50th ! I really cannot survive without my Dodo !
My stars ~ it is quite a windy day and after breakfast when I went out to shake the table cloth the door slammed shut ! I was locked out on the yard ! I have spare keys in one of those security boxes on the wall but that was no help as my eyes are too bad to see the code I should be entering ~ thankfully Beverley was around and came and rescued me ~ I think in case of this happening again I must keep another key hidden in the shed where I don't need to cope with tiny dials and secret codes ! That was nasty ~ if Bev hadn't been around I might have had to wait till the postman came by !
Jean and Allen told me of one holiday cottage they stayed in last year which was infested by fat slugs, green or yellow, the sort you find under a stone in the garden ~ they didn't see them in the day time, but Allen went downstairs in the night and to his horror and disgust found them everywhere on the groundfloor ~ on walls, windows, furniture, carpet ~ everywhere ~ in the morning they insisted on being moved to another property ~ SLUGS !
Mary brought me down a pot of cauliflower cheese last night ~ I intended to stretch it over two nights but it was so scrumpious I gobbled the whole lot !