Showing posts from March, 2016

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).
This was a treat for the end of the school week or our workingweek  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 K…

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 ?�������…

I stands for INDIGO.

INDIGO isone of my favourite colours, it is regarded as the colour between Blue and Violet, which are also among my favourite colours.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.
My sincere thanks to the incomparable Denise for devising ABCW and…