K stands for Kitten Cat and Kebabs

This my Kitten Cat Chloe, although she is nearly fourteen year of age she still behaves like a Kitten. Her daily workout consists of galloping or rather, springing around the house, she manages to leap from the back of armchairs and settees without touching the floor she then gallops up the stairs, dashing from room to room, even scrambling up the side of the wardrobes, then performing 'Kamikaze' style dives on to the beds. When the work out is complete she usually plonks herself upon my lap or a comfortable chair and settles down for a Kip...(English slang expression for having a sleep).

Chloe KITTEN KAT HAVING A KIP.

KEBABS.

Friday night in our home used to be a special family night, we would all snuggle up on the sofa and watch family shows on TV.. An all time favourite for our supper often was barbecued chicken and lamb Kebabs which Papa Ian would griddle on the barbecue, if it was raining they would be griddled indoors. We would have an assortment of crisp salads and baked potatoes.

This was a treat for the end of the school week or our working week  and the only time meals weren't taken at the dinner table.

If it is OK now folks i shall sign off now, my brain is K O'd trying to KINDLE my thoughts for the letter K...

My thanks to Denise, such a KINDLY lady for devising ABCW and to Roger for KEENLY watching over us whilst we impart our   KNOWLEDGE each week with our KINDRED spirits. Also not forgetting the rest of the team for helping with the visits,

Best wishes to all,

Di,

ABCW team.

J stands for Jamaica Inn,

In a bleak windswept part of Bodmin Moor Cornwall stands the infamous Jamaica Inn, which was a staging post for changing horses. It also was notorious for it's strong association with smuggling. 

Daphne du Maurier wrote the much loved story of Jamaica Inn in 1930. It happened, one day , a few years before, Ms Du Maurier was out horse riding on Bodmin Moor, when she was suddenly embroiled in a thick and swirling fog, realising she was lost and by chance she came upon Jamaica Inn, fortunately she was able to take refuge there. Whilst she was recovering from her ordeal she was suitably entertained by the local Rector who told her tales of the smugglers and also some hair raising, spooky yarns of the ghosts, who allegedly inhabited the Inn.

  Is this the rector (below)  who regaled Ms Du Maurier with his fanciful tales of smugglers and ghosts? In my mind he looks more like a ghostly brigand than a clergyman but then, a pirate would hardly carry a bible around with him, would he ?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          

A mural on the wall of the bar in the Inn.

   When Daphnie eventually  wrote Jamaica Inn, it  was assumed that she based a character in her book, ( the enigmatic Vicar of Altarnun) upon the chance meeting with The Rector. The plot follows a group of 'wreckers'who would deliberately use beacons to misguide ships in stormy weather, thus running them aground.

 As the  crew tried to make for shore the murderous 'wreckers' would kill the beleaguered sailors. Then they would set about stealing the valuable cargo.

The Museum at the Inn displaying some ill gotten gains.

The murderous bunch would then make their way to the Inn to sort and distribute the contraband. Even the local dignitaries would turn a blind eye upon the actions of the 'wreckers' as they would benefit by receiving fine silks from China  and brandy for their own use.

Jamaica Inn is a wonderful piece of work an if you haven't  already read it I implore you to do so, it is really quite scary in parts!

My sincere thanks to the JOYOUS Denise for creating   ABCW, also to Roger for his  JUST and fair way in doing what he does so well. Finally the JAZZY team of helpers who assist Roger and Denise in visiting other ABCW...ers.

Regards to  all from  Di xx

I stands for INDIGO.

INDIGO is one of my favourite colours, it is regarded as the colour between Blue and Violet, which are also among my favourite colours.

The fascinating fascinator!

Ian and I married in 1987, as this was a second marriage, and three lovely daughters later, I didn't want to marry in white so I chose a beautiful, floaty, chiffon INDIGO dress and I wore a matching INDIGO Fascinator.

 I was just so happy to be marrying a man who was so kind and loving to me and my three girls, so INDIGO means happiness to me . Ian did wear a matching  lovely INDIGO silk tie to compliment my colour scheme.

Last weekend we celebrated Mothering Sunday which is a religious observance in the Anglican calender. it was devised so that children should pay homage to their mothers and thank them for their love and care. At  the end of the service, children we were given a small posy of spring flowers, to give to their mothers, the posy's including INDIGO pansies and violets.

THE INDIGO ORCHID

BLUE TO INDIGO

The beautiful potted Orchids from my 

loving daughters to celebrate MOTHERING SUNDAY.

My sincere thanks to the incomparable Denise for devising ABCW and also to the infallible Roger for doing all he does in such an inexhaustible way. Also I mustn't forget the intrepid band of indefatigable helpers who buzz around all the  ABCW'ers blogs to help Roger with the visits.

My very best wishes to one and all.

Di..xx