3/2/13 so I’ve been asleep on and off for last three days. Friday afternoon I started feeling better,I bought some food some all-in-one medicine to cure my throat. I thought great back to work Saturday only to throw up during the night. Did I eat the wrong thing or was it too much coughing? I’ve tried cooking some chilli and keeping fluids up but spent most of the time on and off asleep. I’m so annoyed. did a survey on the NHS Direct service, unfortunately and I knew this from being a student, doctors can’t really help with colds it can take up to 4-10 days to clear. Ouch! I need to take a decongestant and keep warm and lots of fluids. and there’s more
So best care for earache and colds:
*Warm a soft cloth on a radiator and hold it to your ear for comfort. * If cold weather or wind makes your earache worse, cover your ears with a hat or scarf. * Never put anything into your ear – not even a cotton bud – even if your ear feels blocked or painful. * Do not swim, and avoid getting water in your ears in the bath or shower.
*Do not lift heavy items
*Drink 8-12 glasses of clear fluid a day unless you have an existing medical condition which means this is not possible.
* covering your nose and mouth with a tissue when you cough or sneeze
*inhale steam. head over the bowl with a towel on top.
* washing your hands regularly
* throwing used tissues away immediately.
*washing hands after use of tissues/sneezing
*Eating properly, lots of fresh fruit and veg
Oh and with a cold you should only blow one nostril at a time incase you damage your sinuses. I never knew that.
So going to try drink some more liquids and hop to god the ear soon releases whatever it’s holding as I hate beeing ill and it’s stuff being on your own. 😦
31/1/13 I am full of cold. I hate being ill. I lose my patience even quicker, not that I have much too start with. The weather keeps changing and I will be so glad when it’s lighter, not wet or bloody freezing.
I currently have a runny nose, constant sneezing and my ears feel like they’re full of water. I also keep going hot and cold. The thing I hate most is constant nose running as I hate it when I hear people sniffing. I feel like I need to plug my nose up. The joys!
So this is my remedy for getting better….
*Drink plenty of water -just found out it’s 8-12 glasses a day. (ouch)
*Hot lemon and honey (I use dilute lemon most the time)
*Grapefruit juice for sore throats
* Raw white onion, for sore throats and unblocks sinuses
* Paracetamol: to reduce temperature and ease sore throat.
*Homemade Chilli (I cheated tonight and used a jar, just as good)
*Vics in a bowl, towel over the head and breath in vapours
*Plenty of rest
Oh and to feel better a piece of cake, or a cupcake like one below that my friend Lynn got me today 🙂
So four days left of January, where has the time gone. Last week was my birthday and I visited ‘oop north’ and saw my family, got a birthday cake some fantastic presents including a spotty apron and built a family of snow-people.
I found my Enid Blyton book for my bookclub challenge and also got The Silver Sword for my birthday along with Five children and it. (I think it’s bookclub choice) Anyone remember the BBC series?? http://youtu.be/SAe0vUgjP0E
So the week begins with no snow. I have just experienced a mini powercut. And have finally decided it’s time to sort myself out and move house in search of something smaller. Start a fresh so they say. Only problem is I didn’t realise how much stuff I’ve acquired. But it’s good for the soul to have a clear out once in a while. I finally realised I’m an emotional hoarder. Funny that.
“The Witches” by Roald Dahl has made many a child quiver with fear and delight! Witches really are a detestable breed. They disguise themselves as lovely ladies, when secretly they want to squish and squelch all the wretched children they despise. Luckily one boy and his grandmother know how to recognize these vile creatures – but can they get rid of them for good? “A true genius…Roald Dahl is my hero.” (David Walliams). Roald Dahl, the best-loved of children’s writers, was born in Wales of Norwegian parents. After school in England he went to work for Shell in Africa. He began to write after “a monumental bash on the head”, sustained as an RAF pilot in World War II. Roald Dahl died in 1990. Quentin Blake is one of the best-known and best-loved children’s illustrators and it’s impossible now to think of Roald Dahl’s writings without imagining Quentin Blake’s illustrations.”
Blurb from Waterstones.com
‘A REAL WITCH is easily the most dangerous of all living creatures on earth.’
This is my favourite Roald Dahl book. This wasn’t on my to read list, I was trying to find the Enid Blyton book and came across this. I’ve also seen the film version loads of times and to re-read the book after such a long time, I found it hard to try to distance myself from what the characters looked like in the film to how I was reading the book. Yes, the film stays true to the book until the end. I had such fun reading this that, although everyone knows the story I think it should be read again and again, even if like me you don’t have children.
I loved the use of language, the emphasis on words and the use of Quentin Blake’s illustrations, both work beautifully together.
Roald Dahl starts the book with an explanation on witches and how to spot a witch, what signs to look for like wearing gloves, a wig, etc. We then begin the story where we meet a little boy. His name is never mentioned and we only know him as ‘my darling’ by his grandmother. In the film he is known as Luke. After his parents are killed he goes to live with his Norwegian Grandmother. They go to live in his parents home in England and plan to travel back to Norway in the summer until his Grandmother takes ill. They are told under no circumstances to travel to Norway and can only go to the English coast for a holiday. In the meantime his Grandma tells him stories about witches and how to spot one, and one day he thinks he meets one in the garden.
The pair go off on their holiday and it’s whilst in the hotel the boy finds a party of witches and their plan to get rid of all the children in the world by turning them into mice!
unfortunately he,along with another boy named Bruno get to be the first ‘victims’ and it’s from there the adventure begins.
Everyone should read this book as the ending is so sweet (the film changes it) and has a lovely message I think, about love and who we are, because in the end he is still a mouse, and will only have 9 years left and it’s his Grandmother, who keeps on loving him and accepts him still for who and what he is although he is a mouse.
The line I loved most in the book was:
“It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like, so long as somebody loves you.”
We don’t tell each other the truth when it’s needed incase it ‘hurts’ the other person
We don’t tell people enough how much we love them
We blame each other for our own mistakes instead of admitting our faults
We are selfish
We like demean/belittle each other when we think ‘I wish I was doing that’ or ‘I don’t like myself right at this moment so why should they be happy’
We can’t be happy for each other.
It takes a strong person to admit they’re wrong
and a small person to blame someone else.
We want what others have without realising they want what we have
We all live in our own little worlds and rarely come out
We should talk more but not say what we think people want to hear and say what we actually mean.
We should be thankful for what we have as we all don’t /can’t follow the expected path laid out for us
We should realise that everyone gets ‘lost’ on their travels and we should be there to help them back, If we can we should never let them go.
We should remember we’re all different but trying to live our lives the same and sometimes we need a little help without realising it.
We should be more thankful for what we have, sometimes life throws things at you that you weren’t expecting. With this we should stop and think and work through it. Not to shut down, not to go it alone, not to push people away.
Communication is the key but may not bring all the answers because no matter how hard you try to solve things, some things can’t be fixed.
However selfish it is, look after you first and the rest should take care of itself (or so I’ve been told :D)
So remember who you are. Remember what you have to give. Remember you get one chance and you’re very lucky to get a second. Don’t demean another because you’re jealous, Don’t take out your anxieties on another,as that person may not be as strong as you. Cherish what you have and if you want more do your best to make it happen.
Raymond Briggs has used his parents in his work before. They were the archetypes for the bemused elderly couple in his fable of nuclear war, When The Wind Blows, and in lighter vein his father has been the model for Father Christmas. But in this latest work Briggs takes it a step further in writing (and, of course, drawing) a cartoon strip biography of his parents marriage from courtship in the twenties to death in the seventies. This tribute to ordinary lives–no affairs, no illness before the end, no regrets–is inevitably a very personal work, but also serves as a fascinating social history. From when they meet as milkman and parlour maid, through the Depression, second world war, childbirth (Briggs himself gets a particularly good cameo role in the sixties, replete with magnificent sideburns), old age and death, we see a world in rapid flux while Ethel and Earnest’s loving relationship remains resolutely stable. The drawings are characteristically tender–the scene when his dead mother lies on a hospital trolley is particularly moving–and the simple text gives more than a taste of these people and the times they lived through. Sentimental as well as engaging? Absolutely. But work like this gives sentimentality a good name. –Nick Wro
Utterly original, deeply moving and very funny, Ethel & Ernest is the story of Raymond Brigg`s parents’ marriage, from their first chance encounter to their deaths told in Brigg`s unique strip-cartoon format. Nothing is invented, nothing embroidered – this is the reality of two decent, ordinary lives of two people who, as Briggs tells the story, become representative of us all. The book is also social history; we see the dark days of the Second World War, the birth of the Welfare State, the advent of television and all the changes which were so exhilarating and bewildering for Ethel and Ernest.
A marvellous, life-enhancing book for all ages.
This magical little book is a bout Raymond Briggs parents, how they met by chance right through to their deaths. I saw a piece on television about Raymond Briggs and it happened to mention this book. It’s a wonderful insight into a relationship which blossomed from a mistaken signal to a life of happiness. It starts with Ernest riding a bike through the streets and as he looks up he sees Ethel hanging out the window with a yellow duster, he thinks she’s waving at him and then waves back. This carries on all week until one day he doesn’t pass and Ethel thinks he’s forgotten only for him to turn up suited and booted with flowers asking for a date.
It shows what appears to be a brief courtship and Ethel leaving her job as a lady’s maid to become a married woman and so their lives begin. The journey is then split into decades spanning the important aspects of their lives; buying their first house, jobs, birth of Raymond, the war, Raymond growing up leaving home and finally the death of Ethel shortly followed by Ernest, possibly due to a broken heart.
What is lovely about this book is the fact it is set 50-60 years ago when all modern technology we use today like TV, fridge, cars, that we don’t think twice about were all new/novel ideas. And how Ernest would get excited at an electric fridge and how it would improve their lives. We have so much technology these days that reading this book, it made me feel their lives were much simpler, yes harder, due to it being more work, but less noise and not the need to be constantly using some form of technology, like checking our phones.
I also loved this book for how he portrayed his parents relationship. It was warm and caring, they stuck together through everything and came out stronger and would be lost without each other. After all it is a picture book and the amount of detail that has gone into the illustrations express more than what words can. Yes the words help the story along but the detail in the people’s faces the use of colour to express the mood is just amazing.
I highly recommend this book, not just because it’s Raymond Briggs, famous for The Snowman, but for the fact its an illustrated story and sometimes pictures can say and mean more than words.
Thank you for reading
This book wasn’t on my to read list, but I’m so glad to have read it.
After yesterday’s post I thought I’d post another while sat watching Holby City.
You’ve probably gathered from other posts I’m not really enjoying January. It’s a week until my birthday, I have another deadline looming over my head which I don’t know how to fix or whether I can. On a plus note I have loads going on with the Bookclubs I’m at, and the radio station has some new exciting projects and I’ve just recorded something for them which was more fun than I expected. I’m trying to keep up with exercises for my knee and again doing badly but I’ll get there. What I do know is I need to give myself time to heal, emotionally as well as physically as I don’t think I’ve actually done that yet. Sounds daft but I’m always the last to realise these things.
‘Love ain’t here anymore It’s gone away, to a town called yesterday’
Gary Barlow (I love Take That. hated it when they split)
It’s nearly two and half years since it all went wrong. It should have been sooner. It wasn’t because we fell into that trap of being comfortable/routine. We fogot to communicate. I faught so hard to change things when I realised things didn’t feel right. I respected they’re wishes yet in the end it was my fault for what they did. I believed in someone because they accepted me for who I was, warts and all. It took the best part of six months to get together because someone pointed it out and I had failed to realise I felt the same because I was too scared to let anyone in and as they say ‘at the time I wasn’t looking’. And when it did I felt on cloud nine.
The problem with humans is that we want and expect too much. We always have to complicate things. We can’t be thankful for what we have and we can’t appreciate the small things; a smile, a hug, a kiss, time spent together watching a dull film/tv programme in bed, just doing nothing but being together. Chatting about our day whether the other person is interested or not.
As I’ve said before, we never know truly what is going on inside the other person’s head, we never truly know how they feel. We either tell or hear the words we want to. We’re too scared not to be liked or loved. We too scared to tell the truth, to say, no I’m not happy. This isn’t working. Can we fix it and if not what do we do? We’re don’t want to admit we’ve failed at something. Because in our society it’s frowned upon to fail.
As we grow-up we’re expected to follow a certain path. Obviously there’s the route everyone takes school-uni-job or school-job. Work for forty odd years-retire. Then there’s the other aspect; relationships. First boyfriend/girlfriend in early teens. First kiss, ‘grown-up relationship’ leading to Marriage + kids. Unfortunately life doesn’t always work like this. As I once got told, I’m too wrapped up in my ‘lovey dovey’ films, i.e. Moulin Rouge, Bridget Jones etc. That the world doesn’t work like that. Well no it doesn’t. Us girls should have the right to expect a Mr Darcy to come in and sweep us off our feet. It’s not just films and TV that do this, it’s us as people.
I know people don’t mean anything it by it when they question ‘how’s your love life?’ it’s just something to say some way of starting a conversation. Like saying ‘hey what’s going on in your life?’ Everyone has an opinion on everything. And you can guarantee if they’re not in that situation they’ll suddenly magic up a crystal ball and tell you that the person who’s meant for you is out there, you’ve just got to find them. Or it’ll work out, stop stressing as there’s no point in worrying about things that haven’t happened yet. I hear all this but sometimes it’s hard to change bad habits. To be fair I’ve been told I’m very good at giving advice I just can’t follow my own, because I’ve never been one to think about me, to look after me. Because I haven’t and still don’t have any faith in me.
When things went wrong I shut down. I listened to other people and felt that I couldn’t let them down anymore and that I should try and make the best of a bad situation. In truth, I felt numb, lost and just didn’t know what to do. I went to live with some people because I thought it was the best thing to do, but then things weren’t what I was expecting and the whole atmosphere in that house wasn’t good for me. Nobody wanted to listen. I felt everyone expected me to get on with things, like someone said to me ‘no one died; you should be over it by now. I wish they had. It would have been easier. I wouldn’t still be in love with someone that doesn’t exist, that is now just an outer shell, Who I loved is gone and realising now, that this is someone I never really knew.
In the last two and a bit years, I have lost the power of trust. My memory fails in times of stress, proven last week with the TV remote in the sink, however I have ran 4 10ks. Passed my driving test first time. Gone to bookclubs on my own to meet new people (it’s almost a year since I started) Moved into a house I can no longer manage to look after (epic fail on that judgement call).
I have lived on my own for this length of time and really don’t know how I’ve done it. I’ve made so many bad decisions because I didn’t trust myself, because I thought I was living a nightmare and that someone would suddenly turn round and say I got it wrong you pulled the wrong ticket out this is the one you should take. And all would be well again.
So what now you say after that depressing piece of blurb. Can love conquer all and heal a broken heart? A crushed soul? Or is that best left to a chat with friends/and family and a large tub of chocolate ice-cream? I really don’t know because you can follow all the advice given to you and in the end as I kept being told, you are the one who has to make the decision. After all it’s your life, and you make of it what you will. So in the future, I won’t listen too closely to what people say (bad idea last time, although I’m sure they mean’t well), and don’t do things just to impress people. You have to be fully committed to doing something otherwise you lose your self-respect and others wont respect you for it, they’ll just see you as a push over. Oh and try to trust my own judgement and do things for the sake of it. Even if it means growing old and grey with just the dvd of Pride and Prejudice to keep me company :).
Thank you for reading
Sometimes we forget that we have some really good friends/people in our lives and we should simply just stop and tell them when things go wrong what the matter is. hard as it is, it’s quite simple. I read somewhere that you shouldn’t always believe your thoughts. I think I’ve lived alone to long in my own company and need to get ‘out of my head’ the silly things that worry me.
Lessons learned today; Be thankful for what you have even if it’s not what you want or expected from life. Take each day as it comes, let people know how much they mean to you, by text, phone call, hug, small gift. anything really and most of all when things get to much take a breather count to 10 and start again. Oh and don’t dunk a pain au chocolat in your coffee……it squirts out the other end. 🙂 x
Times can be tough when there’s no one there to catch your fall. –Walter (The Muppets)
I don’t know why I decided to write tonight, when I should be finishing reading my book, but with the news of Jessops going bust and the come down from Christmas and it being quiet at work I felt I needed to say Thank you for what I have and what I’ve achieved so far. Thank you to all my friends and family who have supported me. I’m lucky to have what I do.
I don’t know why I’ve put this next piece in but I kind of feel like I’m possibly turning into this character and one day I will what my heart desires, I’ve just got to be careful what I wish for and be grateful for what I have.
Pinnochio (the film)
The plot of the film involves an old wood-carver named Geppetto who carves a wooden puppet named Pinocchio who is brought to life by a blue fairy, who tells him he can become a real boy if he proves himself “brave, truthful, and unselfish”. Thus begin the puppet’s adventures to become a real boy, which involve many encounters with a host of unsavory characters.
I searched on the internet to find what lessons we learn from Pinochio and found this;
‘That good intentions lead to nowhere or worse, to trouble if you don’t work hard to achieve your goals and just want to receive everything from others, that you must be careful what friends you choose along the way, that to love someone means doing your duty as best you can, and that lying is never the way.’
All above apply to everyone but especially to me at the moment. So many times in the last 6 months have I wondered who the hell I am and who I want to be and I just can’t answer either. Right from an early age I’ve been surrounded by people. I shared a bedroom with my Sister for at least years, always screaming out for the need of my own space.Then I left home, and granted I had my own room, a place to escape but I was living in a house 5 other people. Then followed by the move to Leeds and met some brilliant people moved twice at uni and ended up being the only female in a house of 4. I moved three times again before coming to live on my own, and to be honest I don’t know if it is a good or a bad thing.
Sometimes on an evening if it’s been mental at work I just want to crash and enjoy the peace and then other times I feel lost and try to fill my time either on Facebook to feel the sense of being with people. I think that’s why I’ve gone to as many bookclubs as possible and started this radio project, just so I’m not on my own. I’ve noticed recently in the last few months I’ve gone to work earlier and earlier just so I’m not in the house. I’d rather be there than here, but then I forget I need to take a break, calling it a ‘cake break’ as I don’t smoke and take 5 minutes out otherwise I burn myself out and can’t think straight.
So the moral of the story, I think, is you never know what’s going on inside a person’s head. You can’t say you’re know what they’re going through, even if you have been through something similar or the same thing because everyone is different and we all cope/react in different ways, simply because we’re selfish,stubborn human creatures who think they’re own plight is way worse than anyone else’s. We may lose our way once in a while, whether growing-up, change of jobs, environment Things can effect the paths we choose to walk along, it could be the loss of someone close or something. The breakdown of a relationship. Added pressure from work. The need for the support of friends and family is crucial at this time, but what we also have to remember is that we have to let that person heal and ‘guide’ them in the best way possible back onto the right path, whatever that might be.
‘Don’t wait for the perfect moment, take the moment and make it perfect.’
I love what we humans say to each other to make us feel better. ‘You’ll find it when you least expect it’, they are referring to love but can also happen if you’re looking for something and can’t then find it ten minutes later when you put your hand straight on it. ‘The right one is out there somewhere’ All I can say is he’s either hiding somewhere or still running. They all mean well, but when you’re feeling down about the situation you’re in it just feels like it’s easy for the other person to say that because they have what you want. Believe me I’ve said it myself recently. Oh and I have started believing in positive thinking, doesn’t always work, but that along with trying not to worry or stress out about things that haven’t happened yet is a bit pointless and whether I’ll learn to deal with this better I’m not so sure, I’ve been trying for the last 15 or so years. (shudders at the thought of so many years gone by)
So to to tomorrow, A new day a new start. Lots to do tomorrow and finishing with the first Leeds Book club of the year. Huzzah! as we say. 🙂
So when ever things get tough, and I’ll cringe saying this, always remember that ‘someone is always worse off than you’ and ‘Be thankful for what you have’ because one day it could be taken away in a spilt second ‘puff’ and it’s gone. I’ve been in that situation a few times and believe me it’s not pleasant.
One last thought at this point in my life I wanted to be married have two kids a house with a garden, a dog, a car and a good job. Out of this I can drive, I have a good job, fantastic support network in family and friends and lots of cushions and candles and a comfy sofa. What more could a girl ask for? I just lost my way and forgot what life was about. It’s about living, enjoying every moment, taking on new challenges however scary they maybe and sounds corny, but embracing life (muffles a laugh)
So raise a glass to 2013. I hope it’s brilliant for everyone after this bumpy start.
Thank you for reading
Listened to the soundtrack to Disney’s Pinocchio
‘When you wish upon a star Makes no difference who you are Anything your heart desires Will come to you
If your heart is in your dream No request is too extreme When you wish upon a star As dreamers do
Fate is kind She brings to those who love The sweet fulfillment of Their secret longing
Like a bolt out of the blue Fate steps in and sees you through When you wish upon a star Your dreams come true’
I’m feeling a bit muddled at the moment. It’s my birthday two weeks today and I was looking forward to it but the last few months have been so up and down I feel like I’ve lost my way a bit.
I keep discovering new things about me, about other people, about what people think of me and although it probably sounds like I’m feeling sorry for myself, and perhaps I am. I have felt really lost everyone seems to be moving on and buying houses, they’re children are growing fast, and I feel like I’m being left behind.
But like someone pointed out today, Everyone wants what everyone else has and are not happy with what they have. Humans are greedy and don’t accept how lucky they are. Sounds daft I know. People might not like their job. I do, I love it. People get jealous of what other people have, family, house, car, talent,free time. They want what they don’t have but don’t look at what they have there and then.
I have looked back at the last two years and yes I would love to start again October 2010. I would love to grab hold of that person and go ‘look at what you are doing. Think woman’ and maybe I wouldn’t feel like I do now. But the wonderful thing about humans is hindsight. ‘What if I had done this?’ ‘Why didn’t I do this?’ ‘I daren’t do this because this happened last time’ and so on and so on. We also don’t learn from our mistakes. I wish I did. I wish I hadn’t buried my head in the sand for so long and I wish I had listened to my instincts earlier and screamed ‘this is not right, something is wrong’
In these last two years I have never felt so lost or lonely. Doesn’t matter if I’m on my own or in a group, I’ve either felt like I’ve been imposing or I don’t belong, and wondered why should people like me. To feel lonely when You’re among friends and family is such a sad thing and I’m hopefully going to put a stop to that.
So what have I achieved? well I started running and enjoyed it. I raised money for charity and got my personal best in the York 10k 58mins and 14 seconds. My best achievement to date!
I have been out to bookclubs and as someone pointed out to go to groups on my own and meet complete strangers is an achievement on it’s on. At the time I didn’t think anything of it but I still don’t think I mingle enough. I am a bit wary of how people might react and I think that’s why I end up getting nervous and the verbal diahorrea comes out 🙂 I love book club. especially the Leeds Bookclub. I’m starting to feel it’s my saviour. I really enjoy it and love the people I meet there, and now there’s new challenges, and I’m attempting book reviews! I wasn’t doing this 2-3 years ago.
Same with my driving. I would love to do that again and can’t believe I left it so long to start lessons. Passing my test first time was such a shock to the system. and getting to drive Bernard (hire car) and go places with my Dad was just amazing. I just wish I had the money to own and run a car.
I set myself a challenge this year to read 69 books. 33 of which are from my collection that I have in my spare room and have had for years, the rest are from bookclubs. the first one to finish was for a bookclub and I pushed myself to finish it as it was the first of the year and wish I hadn’t I forgot it’s ok not to read it, and as someone pointed out today why waste time on something you’re not going to enjoy. So new rule, because I’ve added the Enid Blyton challenge, I’m not going to be as strict on my list and if I drop one from one list, I’ll pick one from the other and catch up at the end of the year, leaving more time for reviews. Lets see how it goes.
I’ve just been listening to this podcast and fully agree with it being hard to cull books and dread I do the same with an e-reader:
Also if I have a pile of books to read and I end up going into a charity shop I will come out with loads and then add them to the pile that won’t get read for years. I think I have 6-8 storage boxes full and can’t bear to part with them. So I’m starting my reading list from the boxes this year. and even if I do manage to get an e-reader the paperback will always be my secret love, because the smell, feel of a paperback is fantastic and being in a charity shop or second-hand bookshop is just heaven for me, and like the guy says you can get it for 25p! bargain. I got Pride and Prejudice for that 6 years ago and it’s been my favourite ever since. Also check out libraries when they clear stock.
So to 2013. stop fearing the worst. Stop holding onto the past, for whatever reason. Life’s to short. So to the present I have, it may not be the one I expected or wanted but I have so much going on with the radio station, bookclub and work that really I should have no time to stop and think, But I do.
So as several people keep telling me things are never as bad as they seem, don’t fear the worst as that won’t do any good, and something will always turn up. well I hope you’re right. But the best thing people keep saying to me is