Happy New Week and Happy Father's Day!
Today I posted on flickr my pics of 2 headstones at Echunga. You probably aren’t interested in them but I thought I would tell the story of how they came to be. I snapped the h/s first on a recent bus trip. When I mentioned them to Chauffeur Friend, she was keen to capture them. The h/s are tucked away in a triangular corner at rear of Uniting church, difficult to photo. First I climbed under the street railing, oof, difficult to get these aged joints back up without using replacement knees. I take photo. Cleverer than I, CF treks away and finds a way past the fence. I, sort of, crawl out. CF tries to photo close-ups but bright sunlight through winter tree branches is creating deep shadows. We won’t be able to read inscription on photo. CF treks back to car, retrieves a rug, she just happens to have (as one does). I clamber over railing to hold rug to shade headstones. I clamber back, we swop places, she holds rug for me. Satisfied with our results, we wonder if anyone was watching the antics of these 2 strange ladies.
Hallo all: Still doing lots of paperwork updating, etc., here, then tidied up garage this afternoon and organized piles for charity shops, Habitat for Humanity and the can't-be-recycled plastics disposal people. Ended up sorting out irrigation for a neglected plant stuck in a dark corner and whacked a few branches off neighboring shrubs to give it some light. It's still cool, so am trying to get all the "hot" chores done before June Gloom disappears....
Lindybird: Thorough is a good word. :-)
PatO: Unfortunately, mental health care seems to be way down the list here too. There's a national (international??) shortage of psychiatrists. It's depressing.... Even if people are discharged with a so-called plan, they're often not capable of following it. I do hope your friend is okay.
AQ: I can picture it: two dotty old dears acting suspiciously in a graveyard. I looked at the photos and was intrigued by the inclusion of two-year-old Richard Vernon Saint (?), buried with Mr & Mrs Cooper and their 13-year-old son....
Still scanning my way through the family photos.....
Take care all
ANNETTE – You dinna read my notes under pics! Wee Richard Vernon Saint was a grandson of the “above” Charles. The son of Charles’ daughter Elizabeth Annie who married Robert William Saint.
Off to nanny duty. . .
Good Morning. Two contrasting posts last night: Pat, very worrying for you, about your troubled friend. They keep saying that mental health is being neglected, in terms of both funding and caring in the NHS . Especially in regards to young people, sadly. I hope your friend gets proper help. AQ - A great mental picture of you crawling under fences, Ha Ha!! Things we do.... Glad you got the pics you wanted, such was your determination. Annette, sounds like a productive day! When I got back from the Docs, I found my OH had been up a long ladder to cut the top of a very tall holly tree which had set itself some years ago in our garden: we'd decided not to take it out altogether, but I hoped he wouldn't climb a ladder alone!
Another cartoon: