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| Stubborn cloud sitting in The Derwent Valley |
Saturday morning. Still in my dressing gown. Shirley has gone to her patchwork class. I have finished my maple and pecan crunch breakfast cereal and swallowed the dregs of my first mug of tea of the day. More victims of campus shootings in America. A peace rally in Ankara, Turkey is blown apart by bombers leaving many dead and injured. A Sheffield police officer pleads guilty to possessing 1400 indecent images of children. Plenty to blog about. Plenty.
A poem? A recipe for Queen of Puddings? Recollections of childhood or the blackboard jungle? Reflections upon Syria, Putin or the killing of insects? The sacking of the temporary manager at "The Banner Cross Hotel" and what the future holds for my local pub? There's a lot to say.
But indolence has got the better of me this morning so instead of digging into my brain for sentences and thoughts, pontificating about politics, justice or the plight of mankind, I shall instead simply accompany this pointless blogpost with five pictures from my birthday morning walk. After all, Thursday's child has far to go. Up to the bathroom for a shower would be a good start but maybe another mug of tea first...
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| At Tinkersley |
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| In Smeltingmill Wood |
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| Ruined farm to the east of Tinkersley |
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| On the path back to Beeley |
These are great pictures. Sorry for being so slow - I've only just realized (from other people's comments on your previous post) that it was your birthday this week. Nachträglich herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag!
ReplyDeleteI find most of what is going on in the world so baffling that I wouldn't even know where to begin if I were to blog about politics, justice or the plight of mankind. Although I do think about things a lot, only a very small fraction of what is going on in my mind ever makes it to my blog - for good reason, I think.
I hope that "Nachträglich herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag!" does not mean something nasty in German - perhaps a threat of some kind but Glückwunsch sounds like a nice word - maybe a type of wine from the Ludwisburg region. If so I will be very pleased to receive a bottle of Glückwunsch even if you have to buy it from "Aldi"!
DeleteBut the point of this blogpost is the photographs from your birthday walk. I see that Bo and Peep have escaped to Tinkersley and started a family -- what a prolific pair they turned out to be.
ReplyDeleteI realise that in America's southern states in-breeding is the norm but Beau and Peep are British sheep and Peep would never contemplate impregnating his own mother! The idea is sickening and if I might say somewhat perverted!
DeleteA very nice area for a wander.
ReplyDeleteI will have to stop looking, reading, hearing the news.
Heard nothing but horror this morning and the story that affected me most was a bloody Saudi chopping off a servants hand. Barbarians they are. They want banning from this country along with their supporters.
I just checked out that story Adrian. Isn't Islam supposed to be a loving religion that cherishes life? Plenty of rich Saudi Arabians have property in England so The Conservatives will be reluctant to raise any voices of protest or threaten economic sanctions.
DeleteThe Saudis have got their feet under the table here. Prince Charles and Airmiles are forever popping over there as well. With that backing they can do no wrong. They can and do but will get away with it.
DeletePS. All religions are only loving when one obeys their dictats. Some countries do condone extreme repercussions for transgression.
DeleteIn addition, Mr. Pudding, one of your advanced age would be forgiven if they are unable to put two coherent sentences together or write a little ditty of a poem before the second cuppa.
ReplyDeleteCheeky monkey!
DeleteAs one who is a very disciplined and regular blogger you run your blog to perfection and a resumé of your life today and some excellent photos and some pithy comments is more than acceptable.
ReplyDeleteHow come you sound like a barrister Buster?
DeleteIt's a good thing you got off all these heavies! maybe some other day. they are all topics of importance. I'm not sure what all our ranting will do.
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean Red but I just can't keep quiet about things that bother me or excite me.
DeleteAh,today's comments, as always, are amusing and entertaining.
ReplyDeleteAlong with Librarian, I hadn't cottoned onto the idea the lunch was for your birthday So, (your favourite word) Happy Birthday, Thursday's Child. I'm crazy with the Capital Letters today!
The diagonal landscape with sheep and stone wall gets the Soup Ladle photo award for today.
Ms Soup.
Soup Ladle Award? Does that mean I get a case of "Alphie" brand soup?
DeleteI like this post.
ReplyDeleteThat is because it is wooden and there's an owl sitting on it.
DeleteHullo Mr Pudding,
ReplyDeleteI am glad I found my way to your blog.
Now I shall have plenty to read as I am reading your blog in chronological order, starting from 2005 :)
greetings from Finland,
IlonaK
Hello IlonaK! Thank you for visiting this blog. If you are reading ALL of my blogposts you will need a very large cup of coffee. Also, I am now a little afraid in case you are a psycho-analyst! Greetings from Yorkshire!
DeleteNo coffee in the evenings, thanks, I'll rather have a nice cuppa.
DeleteI find it interesting to read blogs, nice ones, this way - I get some kind of an idea of the person and his/her life - and no, I'm not a psycho-analyst (but will be a psycho-therapist by the end of this year ...)
Psychotherapist? I shall have to fly to Finland to lie on your therapist's couch! "Now Mr Pudding, let us go back in time to unravel your issues!"
Delete"Before we start, how much does each session coat Ilona?"
"Three bottles of Polish vodka. Now shut up and let's get started!"
Mr Pudding,I would never ever ask for Polish vodka, we've got our own, thank you very much. Won't have a couch either, as I shall continue working on public sector ...
DeleteNow, if you came to sit in front of me in a very comfy armchair, should I keep calling you Mr Pudding or would we use our first names at some point (you do know that we're quite informal here in Scandinavia - well, my question is: would I call you Yorkshire? York? Yorkie? Pud...?
I do like Yorkshire puddings, my ex-mother-in-law used to make lovely ones ...
Penblwydd hapus i ti, YP. :)
ReplyDeleteI shall assume that that means "Happy birthday" in Welsh Jenny but it could mean "Go to Hell Numbskull!" Thank you.
DeleteGreat photos, as usual, especially the sheep.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, the state of the world seems so grim sometimes that I just can't bring myself to blog about it! I'd much rather write about my simple little life. I get that!
Thank heavens for digital cameras. As the sheep saw me emerging from the woods I took half a dozen pictures of the scene but that was the best one Steve.
DeleteI'll stick with the Queen of Pudding rather than the news....it's far more palatable. Our Nana often made it as part of our special Sunday lunches when my late brother and I were children.
ReplyDeleteI'm a "Saturday's Child"...the one who works hard for a living...well, I did once, I guess...now I just work hard at living.
I love these photos. Really lovely.
ReplyDeleteI'm a Monday's child. Hmm. Fair of face. Well. At least I used to be ...
*sigh*