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I just realised that I slept through last month, Well. Not really, but I should try and post more frequently.
Therefore in no particular or chronological order, I will add a picture and try to tell you about it.
Breakfast on the first of October.
My Cousin from up north called for a couple of days, Sadly he was off the whisky, so I had to drink it all myself. Drove out to a place called Knot End where there is a ferry across to Fleetwood. Wandered around and found a chippy. I had Currywurst and chips , the others had fish n chips.
No picture of either, My find some and resize for this. mebee.
We also went back to Conishead Priory, Lovely place, Peaceful and calming woodland with nice little touches, One of which was this plaque on a bench. The inscription is Anita Louise, Your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure. Loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.
I thought that was so sweet.! However, we went at the weekend, The workd and his granny were there with their dogs,. running around, off the leads and poo a plenty, I thought I had arrived at bloody Crufts.
The Boss had to go for an eye test in town, Just across from the opticians is a little Turkish bistro, with some tables outside, So I ordered espresso and waited for the boss. A lovely waitress brought out my coffee with a side of turkish delight.
On the way back to the carpark, we stopped at the Borough for some lunch. I ordered a small selection of lite bites, Tapas style, Or so I thought. It was more than I expected.
Took a trip up to Richmond in North Yorkshire. Quaint old town, Some interesting shops and a large medieval castle. The main tower is intact, but much or the rest has tumbled down. The main tower
The view looking north
An enjoyable day out.
Thursday the 8th of September 2022. Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth passed away aged 96.
I never met this lady, Although I know a few who did, and they all say how nice she was. For a while she was my commander in chief, and I swore to obey her , her heirs and successors.
I remember when her father died back in 1952 I was in infant school and we were all taken into the school dining room to listen to the announcement on the wireless.
I am pleased I lived through her reign and may she Rest in Peace reunited with that politically incorrect old bugger Philip.
Plum picking time again, The boss makes jam from things, Plum is on my favourite list as it doesnt have pips. I am supposed to avoid pips and seeds.
The lady who used to live nearby always spelt plum "plumb". Her family were plumbers, so it may explain things. A bum of a plum.