Can’t turn my back for a minute …..

Phew, I pop out for a while and when I come back fly-on-the-wall is out of his box and at it again.  Sorry about that folks.

And do you remember Pat?  I didn’t until I looked him up in the subscription list.  The only Pat we have there is Pat from Australia who was in touch with us briefly last year.  He set off to see his brother in a plane loaded with lager and a kangaroo and we heard no more.  Nice to hear from you again Pat and to know that you are still reading the blog.  If you have chance fill us in with what you have been doing since we last heard from you. I can’t remember your pet kangaroo’s name but give him our regards if he is still around.

Things have been quiet for a while, but that is the way we keep in touch.  I have been busy gardening and playing boats.  Also had one or two days out in the sunshine and done some coarse fishing.

Last Thursday we had a lovely day in Yorkshire visiting my lovely aunt Clarice. The Newton bypass has shortened the journey time to just over an hour; it was a nice day weatherwise and a good run over. And, of course, the time spent with Clarice was delicious - so much so that I intend to repeat the trip in the not too distant future - about a month, I think.

Everything is OK with everyone as far as I know.  I dont get much feedback these days. Previously everyone used to share things with mum and I used to “earwig” and keep up to date.  But they say “No news is good news” and I certainly get no news so everything must be good with everyone!

Terrible day for yacht sailing today. I went down with my boat this morning and found every member of the boat club skulking in the clubhouse out of the wind. Not a boat in sight on the water. So we just had a good natter. Peter and Daniel were there too.  They had come to watch the boat sailing which hadn’t happened, so they spent their time talking about boats and boatclub membership and I think quite enjoyed it.

One chap was lamenting that four club members had died during the past year and that he was to be the next.  I asked to see the ticket he had booked but he didn’t have one.  Then he confided that his wife was now 91 years of age and he was “well into his nineties”. And he is still sailing boats - or remembering the times he did.  Not bad eh?  Must be something in the air around the boating pond that keeps ‘em going!

Not like the air around my house a couple of weeks ago.  Every year the farmer cuts his first crop of hay and then liberally sprays the field with the last year’s cow poo which he has saved. This is to enrich the ground so that it will produce a second crop. My house is next to the field so you can imagine the pong for a day or so. Fair makes the eyes water.  

Incidentally, I haven’t been able to contact Bob for a while - are you there Bob?  Keep in touch.

Well I think that I have now contributed my bit so I will stop.  If you get fed up with reading all about my news give us some of your own as Barbara said. And, by the way, Barbara, where are the promised photos of young Teddy?

Anyway, must go. 

You are still all loved to pieces and prayed for.

Be good!

Ted.

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