Do you not just hate it when that happens?
Todays Day Dedicatee is DOG POO ON YOUR SHOE. A certain someone trod on my foot today, and left a big turdy stain across the top of my white trainers. Admittedly, I had pushed her into the poo to start with, but still, women!
Today has been such good fun. Michael Buble should have got it again, or Allison in Waterstone's, or even Carol Ann Duffy. Such a good day.
Bar the turdiness.
Dog Poo On Your Shoe is the Day Dedicatee for Friday 30th October 2009.
Friday, 30 October 2009
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Thursday 29th October 2009 - Planet Earth
I don't want to say too much about this. Only that if you believe what I do, then you'll know it will be all gone within 50 years due to climate change. Ditch it or ditch this.
Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my swweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of hisotry
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beuaty, I've known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you
PLANET EARTH, you are the Day Dedicatee for Thursday 29th October 2009.
Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my swweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of hisotry
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beuaty, I've known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you
PLANET EARTH, you are the Day Dedicatee for Thursday 29th October 2009.
Wednesday 28th October 2009 - Sleep
By this stage last night, I was shattered, so here is what I wrote...
My bed. I miss it. I have this thing, and its not the same! Yes, its what I'm used to for when we come up north, but its not the same!
My bed doesn't make my back hurt, or keep me so hot I can't sleep. But sleep is the key.
Hence why SLEEP gets it today, been knackered. And I really need my bed now, need some proper kip. Can't wait for tomorrow.
Sleep, you are the Day Dedicatee for Wednesday 28th October 2009.
My bed. I miss it. I have this thing, and its not the same! Yes, its what I'm used to for when we come up north, but its not the same!
My bed doesn't make my back hurt, or keep me so hot I can't sleep. But sleep is the key.
Hence why SLEEP gets it today, been knackered. And I really need my bed now, need some proper kip. Can't wait for tomorrow.
Sleep, you are the Day Dedicatee for Wednesday 28th October 2009.
Tuesday 27th October 2009 - Nana
A very, very personal one for today.
Today, my Dedicatee is NANA. Now I didn't think it was right to put a picture of her on here, so instead she gets a big smile. We've talked about her a lot today, and I really miss her. I don't really do a lot of talking about her, so hopefully this will serve as something to look back on.
Jacqueline Cummings was born on the 29th of May, 1939. She met Grandad in her early 20's, and they finished twice because of an Austrian ski instructor called Rudi. Now Rudi wasn't liked by Nana's parents, but Grandad was, and the rest, they say, is history.
Nana and Grandad got married on the 24th of October, 1959, and Grandad still loves to talk about their wedding day. Mum came along on 12th September 1962, Uncle Tim was brought a long a couple of years after, and Uncle Jay was born in October 1968. Over the next 20 years, Nana would work her backside off to make sure the 3 kids could have what they wanted, especially with Grandad being away a lot.
After Mum met Dad, and they moved down to Hitchin in 1988, and then Uncle Tim moved away shortly after, Uncle Jay was left. Then Katie and I arrived in April 1993, and Nana and Grandad were down every weekend. Literally, every weekend. 200 miles, 3 hours in the car, and they still managed it. So for the next few years, both Nana and Grandad worked 9-5 every weekday, then got up at 6am on the Saturday to come down to see us, then go Sunday morning. Not much of a break!
Nana retired in 1998, and from then on in, she spent her time (and her pension) with us. Same as Grandad. Both were always around somewhere, Nana ringing every day became a tradition. I remember one New Year's Revolution, I decided to speak to Nana every day. I'm so upset I never stuck to it.
Then Uncle Jay had William in 2004, so we saw Nana and Grandad less. It meant we had to go up to them, rather than them coming to us.
My last conversation with Nana was on Thursday 26th June 2008, a couple of days before. I cannot believe what was said. 'Hello'; 'Hello love, how are you?'; 'I'm good thankyou, you?'; 'Good thanks, is your mum in?'; 'Yeah just get her, hang on' - that was it. The last time I would ever speak to Nana.
She fell, hit her head and had a massive brain aneurysm on the Saturday. I was going on the Biology field trip on Sunday morning. I had a choice. Nana would want me to go, so I did. Bit of a shock to find that kind of voicemail after a cricket game though.
Sunday morning, I went. Quite tearful, I sat next to George and explained. Kept in touch with Dad, and on the Wednesday morning, I got the call to ring him, and he told me they'd turned off her life support that morning. I tried so so hard not to cry, I bottled up my emotion. George that day was an absolute star, he got me through the rest of that week.
The funeral was Friday 10th July 2009, and that was when I weeped. And I mean weeped, I sobbed for hours. Poor Grandad had never had his hand gripped so hard.
But shes not gone. She never will go. She has her little bit in the garden, we have all the pictures, and most of all, we have her feathers. Now Nana had this thing where if she saw a white feather, she'd pick it up, as it was 'from her guardian angel, just letting her know she was still there'. Ever since she died, the whole family have had feathers. We have our little box downstairs, Grandad has his, and so does little Will. She's still here.
I feel a sense of relief from writing all this. I've never properly said anything about it. I remember the good times with Nana, and any tears are happy tears, of how much she influenced my life. Last Saturday would have been Nana and Grandad's golden wedding anniversary. So this week was quite sombre.
I miss her every day. And that is every single day. But she may be gone in person, but she's still around. In fact, she's probably reading this now.
Nana, I love you, and today, you are my Day Dedicatee for Tuesday 27th October 2009.
Today, my Dedicatee is NANA. Now I didn't think it was right to put a picture of her on here, so instead she gets a big smile. We've talked about her a lot today, and I really miss her. I don't really do a lot of talking about her, so hopefully this will serve as something to look back on.
Jacqueline Cummings was born on the 29th of May, 1939. She met Grandad in her early 20's, and they finished twice because of an Austrian ski instructor called Rudi. Now Rudi wasn't liked by Nana's parents, but Grandad was, and the rest, they say, is history.
Nana and Grandad got married on the 24th of October, 1959, and Grandad still loves to talk about their wedding day. Mum came along on 12th September 1962, Uncle Tim was brought a long a couple of years after, and Uncle Jay was born in October 1968. Over the next 20 years, Nana would work her backside off to make sure the 3 kids could have what they wanted, especially with Grandad being away a lot.
After Mum met Dad, and they moved down to Hitchin in 1988, and then Uncle Tim moved away shortly after, Uncle Jay was left. Then Katie and I arrived in April 1993, and Nana and Grandad were down every weekend. Literally, every weekend. 200 miles, 3 hours in the car, and they still managed it. So for the next few years, both Nana and Grandad worked 9-5 every weekday, then got up at 6am on the Saturday to come down to see us, then go Sunday morning. Not much of a break!
Nana retired in 1998, and from then on in, she spent her time (and her pension) with us. Same as Grandad. Both were always around somewhere, Nana ringing every day became a tradition. I remember one New Year's Revolution, I decided to speak to Nana every day. I'm so upset I never stuck to it.
Then Uncle Jay had William in 2004, so we saw Nana and Grandad less. It meant we had to go up to them, rather than them coming to us.
My last conversation with Nana was on Thursday 26th June 2008, a couple of days before. I cannot believe what was said. 'Hello'; 'Hello love, how are you?'; 'I'm good thankyou, you?'; 'Good thanks, is your mum in?'; 'Yeah just get her, hang on' - that was it. The last time I would ever speak to Nana.
She fell, hit her head and had a massive brain aneurysm on the Saturday. I was going on the Biology field trip on Sunday morning. I had a choice. Nana would want me to go, so I did. Bit of a shock to find that kind of voicemail after a cricket game though.
Sunday morning, I went. Quite tearful, I sat next to George and explained. Kept in touch with Dad, and on the Wednesday morning, I got the call to ring him, and he told me they'd turned off her life support that morning. I tried so so hard not to cry, I bottled up my emotion. George that day was an absolute star, he got me through the rest of that week.
The funeral was Friday 10th July 2009, and that was when I weeped. And I mean weeped, I sobbed for hours. Poor Grandad had never had his hand gripped so hard.
But shes not gone. She never will go. She has her little bit in the garden, we have all the pictures, and most of all, we have her feathers. Now Nana had this thing where if she saw a white feather, she'd pick it up, as it was 'from her guardian angel, just letting her know she was still there'. Ever since she died, the whole family have had feathers. We have our little box downstairs, Grandad has his, and so does little Will. She's still here.
I feel a sense of relief from writing all this. I've never properly said anything about it. I remember the good times with Nana, and any tears are happy tears, of how much she influenced my life. Last Saturday would have been Nana and Grandad's golden wedding anniversary. So this week was quite sombre.
I miss her every day. And that is every single day. But she may be gone in person, but she's still around. In fact, she's probably reading this now.
Nana, I love you, and today, you are my Day Dedicatee for Tuesday 27th October 2009.
Monday 26th October 2009 - Michael Buble
Right, time to catch up on some blogging!
Today's winner is this man, MICHAEL BUBLE. Its been a long day, a trip up to Formby - so nearly 4 hours in the car. Very long.
But even though I've been bored out of my mind, I've had Mr Buble keeping me company today. His records are just amazing, and I love how his voice just matches all the swing stuff.
Michael Buble is the Day Dedicatee for Monday 26th October 2009.
Today's winner is this man, MICHAEL BUBLE. Its been a long day, a trip up to Formby - so nearly 4 hours in the car. Very long.
But even though I've been bored out of my mind, I've had Mr Buble keeping me company today. His records are just amazing, and I love how his voice just matches all the swing stuff.
Michael Buble is the Day Dedicatee for Monday 26th October 2009.
Sunday, 25 October 2009
Sunday 25th October 2009 - San Francisco 49ers
Its gonna be my last blog for a few days, but I'll try my best to get something on at least!
The 49ers. Always been part of my life due to Uncle Graham. But this season is my first season actually attempting to follow them.
Today, we lost 24-21 to the Houston Texans. Now I understand the game, the touchdown stuff and attacking, and all the 'ands' you get in between numbers. But I don't have a clue who half our players are! All I know is that when Alex Smith plays, we are a quality team.
Both my teams lost today - the 49ers and United - but I'm happy with the 49er loss. We were 21-0 down at some stage, but in teh 4th quarter scored 14 points to give us a chance!
The San Francisco 49ers, you are the Day Dedicatees for Sunday 25th October 2009.
The 49ers. Always been part of my life due to Uncle Graham. But this season is my first season actually attempting to follow them.
Today, we lost 24-21 to the Houston Texans. Now I understand the game, the touchdown stuff and attacking, and all the 'ands' you get in between numbers. But I don't have a clue who half our players are! All I know is that when Alex Smith plays, we are a quality team.
Both my teams lost today - the 49ers and United - but I'm happy with the 49er loss. We were 21-0 down at some stage, but in teh 4th quarter scored 14 points to give us a chance!
The San Francisco 49ers, you are the Day Dedicatees for Sunday 25th October 2009.
Saturday, 24 October 2009
Saturday 24th October 2009 - Smiling
'A smile takes the pain away.' It also does the exact opposite, and a smile can also bring happiness and joy to your life. One did, and it featured a lot in my day today!
Now I've written 6 Books now, and this smile has featured heavily in the last 3. And thankfully, it was around today.
A smile can tell a thousand words. Mine today told just 3.
Smiling, you are the Day Dedicatee for Saturday 24th October 2009.
Now I've written 6 Books now, and this smile has featured heavily in the last 3. And thankfully, it was around today.
A smile can tell a thousand words. Mine today told just 3.
Smiling, you are the Day Dedicatee for Saturday 24th October 2009.
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