Grannymar

My birthday is past and Christmas is a long time away so what am I wishing for?

I am wishing for time…. not my time, but yours!

Now I know you are busy and time means money and the song tells us -

Yes, money makes the world go around, the world go around etc.

But what good is money if you kill yourself working?

What good is money if you have no one to share it with?

Alice at My Wintersong pulled up at a stoplight, it was a reminder that we all need to pause and see real life or smell the roses. Then I came to my Toyboy Rowan with a similar message. It made me think…

There was nobody more hard working than my Jack. He was busy from the minute he opened his eyes in the morning until he lay down in bed at night. I had to talk to him! He was retired. It was time to take things a little easier and enjoy life. I didn’t want to look across the table some day and wonder who the strange man was. I wanted to spend time with him afterall that was why we had married. We made changes, we had a day out each week, sometimes it was walking on a seashore or in woodland, chatting away to each other or at other times walking hand-in-hand enclosed in companionable silence.

I no longer have my man across the table or to hold my hand, but I do have wonderful loving memories of the time we spent TOGETHER!

I am glad we made that effort.

If you love someone, give them the most precious gift you have - TIME

As a friend of mine says ‘None of us are promised tomorrow!’ So start sharing now.

In memory of Jack who died April 1998 (not today)

Nancy where are you? We have not heard from you for such a long time. I am really getting worried because ‘my new best friend’ Granny has not appeared for several days. That ‘ould codger’ Grandad said she had the flu but we all know he is a very jealous man….. He is fighting with Twenty and worse still using ‘Twenty’s’ dreadful language.

Since Granny & Offspring have started to blog he has really tipped over the edge. He claims that Bertie Aheron is digging holes in the lane near his house. In this frame of mind anything is possible.

Is there any chance Nancy of you contacting your friend ‘GW’ and arranging a team of spies to come over and suss things out?

Dario while you have a long weekend to yourself run up the mountain and have a little snoop about. If you ask nicely John of Dublin might bring his camera

Check out the pigsty and the hen house and then make sure Granny is not trussed up and bundled into the hayloft.

I suppose there is a chance she has locked herself away for some peace to get on with her creative writing. She should have come to stay with me as the only men allowed here are toy-boys and I would keep them well away from her!

Now listen Boys, you better watch out as tiddles is on the loose!