Well hello there tiddlypeeps. I trust I find you well at this late hour. October has come around so quickly, and I am anticipating the arrival of the delectable Mr B and his son this Friday, for a fleeting visit to Liverpool. The last three weeks have flown by, and a fab time was had by all during our September get together – which included visiting the Travelling Wine Merchant(s) (aka my friends Amy and Tim) at their stall in Ormskirk Market (Saturdays outside Nordico Lounge). Highly recommended, especially as the wines that they sell are sourced from independently owned vineyards, and you will not find these bottles in the supermarkets. The majority of wines are organic and vegan. Lee and I shared a bottle of rose called Out of The Blue – which went down the old hatch rather too easily. The blue tinted bottle is soooo pretty that it’s still stood by my kitchen sink (empty of course). Amy and Tim have been working so hard these past few months to get their business off the ground, and it’s fantastic to see that it’s all beginning to pay off for them. I look forward to having a catch up with them soon.
Later than evening, Lee and I went to watch Rambo: Last Blood – fair play to Sly Stallone for taking on the role of John Rambo once more; I generally don’t like giving spoilers to films, but yes, it’s a no-brainer of an action film. On Sunday, Lee and I travelled down to the PATS Trade Show in Telford. Worth going to if you work in the pet industry – lots of leaflets were picked up about ethical and sustainable products ranging from shampoos to pet food and beds for your pets made from recycled plastic that’s found in oceans around the world. We sat in on two marketing seminars (and I left my phone behind at one of them, but thankfully it was handed into security) – the former was about increasing footfall into your business and the latter more focused on dog grooming itself.
The next morning, we headed up to Crosthwaite in the Lake District – we brought the weather with us to Tollerbank Farm, where we were greeted by the owner and her beautiful Border Collie pup Fonda, and then introduced to Rap and Cap. Yes, ladies and gents, it was my turn to be a shepherdess for the morning – and you know what, it was bloody good fun! I watched whilst Rap was sent out by the instructor to round up the sheep, and he was extremely fast. Then it was my turn with Cap. It’s difficult to explain on here exactly what I did, but I will share photos again on the link to my Facebook page. Some of you will remember One Man and His Dog, typically shown on BBC Two on Sundays when I was a nipper, others may have watched this during Countryfile in recent times on BBC One. So, yes, a lot like that, only using my voice to command Cap and having to project it really loudly across the paddock. After I got my certificate, we headed to the village of Patterdale, the birthplace/namesake of Patterdale Terriers, had a bite to eat at The Traveller’s Rest in Glenridding; spent some time in Ambleside and Bowness-on-Windermere. Lee and I also started watching Carnival Row on Prime Video in our downtime during the evenings. I have two episodes to go, whilst Lee, has finished viewing Series 1.
Tuesday was bittersweet, Mum joined us for brunch and after Lee headed home, I went back to Mum’s. It goes without saying that Our Lee is missed, always thought of and loved. Ten years have gone in the blink of an eye. Mum and I went out for a meal that evening to remember the times that we had with him. Tom and Joe turned fifteen the following weekend, sharing their birthday with their Aunty Laura.
Open University started on October 5th. Lots of philosophical questions to answer from the big thinkers…I’m enjoying the module materials so far, but feel overwhelmed by the combined tutor group I belong to. We are just two weeks in, and already there have been over 200 posts on forum threads from my fellow students. After I have caught up with this week’s study, I will set some time aside to read what’s relevant and contribute my thoughts on the empiricist agnostic, David Hume.
I also had a much needed get together with the girls from St John Rigby. I mean, I refer to us as girls, even though we are all grown women now, with a collective age of 165 years. We have been through so much during the course of our lives, and I love the fact that there’s still a close-knit bond there that has spanned the last 25 to 30 years.
And on this note, I shall bid you all a goodnight, and don’t let the bed bugs bite xxx