HAPPY NEW WEEK and HAPPY NEW MOON
I hope everyone has a serene, peaceful week.
The moon turns new on Sunday evening/night.
I went on my walk to try to trace Wats Dyke in the other direction but went through the park to take a photo for you of how he park keepers maintain the Dyke there.
Sadly, I didn’t do very well in the other direction. They seem to have built some new houses right over the line. I did find a footpath called Wats Dyke Way so I may walk down that one day. My friend and I ended up walking over 4 miles!!! We chatted all the way and have caught up on all the news.
Morning all: Sounds like you've all been very busy. I missed the launch of a big rocket out of Vandenberg Space Center yesterday. I even had it on my phone calendar, but was driving so didn't hear the rumble or feel the vibration. It was a Delta IV Rocket with a top secret surveillance device and the last of that series of launches from Vandenberg. (I wonder if they can see the all dirt on our floors....)
Clare: Congrats on the anniversary. I think PatO was right in her response. :-) Morning avalanche is it! Now only down to 18 pills? How does Limpy's stomach handle that?
AQ: Glad OH is a tad chirpier - easier on you.
Rusty: Bravo for four miles. As physical therapists like to say: Motion is Lotion. I usually aim for a minimum of two but what with one thing and multiple others haven't achieved that for a while. Had to smile at Lindybird's assumption that you were on a large estate a la Balmoral or similar. Tx for the photo of Wats Dyke. I read it was some kind of defense structure to keep out the Welsh (all those singers!) but at this point it doesn't quite fit that image. Hadrian's Wall was thought to be as high as 15' when it was built, which still doesn't seem like much of an obstacle but maybe those northern tribes hadn't discovered ladders.....
OG: Talking of Scottish folk tales, etc,, before the Queen's burial service at Windsor Chapel I'd heard her personal piper was going to play Over the Sea to Skye at the end, but he was played Tribute to the Fendermaster according to the caption, which sent me off to Auntie Google where I read a fendermaster was someone who was tasked with keeping the royal fireplace fenders nice and shiny. Wonder why she chose that (since it appears she organized that part of the day).
Lindybird: Will be interested to hear how Sue does in her new place. Not nice about the doggy poo bag: Was it full (oh my) or just a rude and very presumptuous hint?
dibnlib: We have a distant family relative in town for two days this week; we'll see him for a meal. He was also in Las Vegas (took day trips from there) and is ending up in LA for the flight home. I can't stand Las Vegas. Have been there twice in 60 years: Once early on just to see it and 26 years later my Mom and I spent a night there after we visited my daughter who was living in Tucson Arizona at that time. My poor Mum was upset with me because we didn't go out looking for a Catholic Church for Sunday Mass....no Google Maps in those days. I'd been driving for hours the day before too tired. :-( Now of course I feel guilty for not making the effort.
Aches and pains from sliding off the little garden cart now subsiding. Of course, I was tidying up the garden because we a garden guy coming by the next morning to give me ideas on lessening the work load. Typical!
Today's quotes: I smoke cigars because at my age if I didn't have something to hold onto I might fall down. George Burns.
He who laughs lasts.
Unknown said:How does Limpy's stomach handle that?
You probably don't want to know.
Our herring gulls are red listed birds. Think about that the next time you hear some flaming idiot calling for a cull of them.