This photo brings it all back to me now. As a child I lived on a council estate. The houses were all set out in crescents,each crescent had a green in its centre. The crescents were separated by a line of four houses then a cul du sac of houses, and alleyways to back of our crescent’s houses and oposite the next crescents houses, then another four houses then the next crescent repeated four times. The houses on the other side of the road were private and backed on to a park. Why am I telling you this.
Well many an evening I would stand in our small back garden and the photo is the view I had. The roof tops, the chimneys with the ariels attached, the sunset/sunrise and the pigeons, especially the pigeons.
The man who lived next door kept racing pigeons, to me as a child hundreds of them. I doubt there were hundreds he had two “pigeon lofts” one the length of his back garden and one the width.
The earliest memories I have are of lying in my pram listening to the cooing of the pigeons. Glimpsing the sky through the sun canopy of my pram.
One of my lasting memories is standing in the backgarden watching the sun setting, hearing the man nextdoor calling in his birds after a race, hearing the joy in his voice as the first of his birds returned, I could feel the excitement as their shilouettes appeared over the roofs.
I have so many memories of the house I grew up in, got married from, took my children back to, to see their grandparents. The man next door his wife and her deaf sister were a large part of my life then.
We were a big family and our Mum and Dad never turned anyone away. There were always people staying over, waifs, strays, distant family, friends and almost strangers. That house with that view was in our lives for sixty years. Even after our parents died my eldest brother bought it and lived there for many years with his family. He sold it on about six years ago and a whole chapter of family life came to an end.
So today’s prompt was very special to me. So thank you Sue for the prompt. I hope that I have not bored anyone to sleep.
Carrie organised the party. Invited their friends and family . The best buffet she could afford and the venue was absolutely stunning. Her hair and makeup professionally done and a new outfit she looked amazing. “A toast” she announced, “to my two timing, controlling bastard of a husband and his young tart”
I know this is Wordless Wednesday but it needs a little explaining. “What is Ruby watching?” The black specks in the photos are actually swallows practicing feeding on the wing. As we traverse the field they appear to bomb us. We are disturbing insects as we walk. The swallows are after the insects. I only had my phone with me hence the weird photos of black blobs.
This is my entry for this week’s Twittering Tales from Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding . I am afraid this week I took it very literally, so I have done two stories this week. Both 140 characters.
Imagine my surprise when I received this message yesterday ! Six years, honestly where have those six years gone. Now I can honestly say I have grown in those six years and not only older. I have gone from a woman locked into pain and fear to, I hope a woman in control of the pain and fear.
I started blogging about pain and the fears that beset me after my accident. Now I hope I blog poetry and prose about much wider subjects. I have met wonderful people on here and I so grateful for the friendship and support I have received here and I do hope I have returned it all too. I have also attended two bloggers Bashes , the second one completely on my own !! Meeting fellow bloggers in person is just so wonderful!
So I guess this is my 6th Blogiversary! Cakes, balloons and drinks all round lets party! I owe you all a hug THANK YOU !!
Both amazing songs. Today I am going to choose Explosions By Ellie Goulding
It perfectly reflects way I feel right now.
Lyrics Explosions Ellie Goulding.
You trembled like you’d seen a ghost And I gave in I lack the things you need the most You said where have you been You wasted all that sweetness to run and hide I wonder why I remind you of the days you poured your heart into But you never tried I’ve fallen from grace Took a blow to my face I’ve loved and I’ve lost I’ve loved and I’ve lost
Explosions on the day you wake up Needing somebody and you’ve learned It’s okay to be afraid But it will never be the same It will never be the same
You left my soul bleeding in the dark So you could be king The rules you set are still untold to me and I Lost my faith in everything The nights you could cope, your intentions were gold But the mountains will shake I need to know I can still make
Linda of Life in Progress said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “rain/rein/reign.” Use one, use them all, use them any way you’d like. Have fun!
So here we go and as it is International Fairy Day , check out Colleen Chesebro’s Blog at Fairy Whisperer I am doing the Stream of Consciousness Saturday with a fairy story.
Rain , Rain it had rained everyday of this wretched journey so far. Prince Bonniface was wet through cold and very very bad tempered! The reins kept slipping in his hands and his horse was playing up … no doubt as fed up with the rain as the prince himself was.
Now his family had reigned over their kingdom for a thousand years!! Sadly the present king ( Bonniface’s dad) was not the best with the royal purse and right now the kingdom was deeply in the red! The King and Queen after much deliberation decided he should marry Princess Precious from the the kingdom next door but one.
Well that was not so bad she was quiet a looker! So it was a light and happy heart that he set off to meet Precious. All went well until after dinner whilst having drink out on the palace veranda that Precious showed her true colours.
She told Bonniface that if he wished to marry her he had to carry out some quests for her, to prove his worth. So this is where we came in at the top of the story. Poor Bonniface had spent the last two years, getting water from the Well of Life, crystals from the Mountains of Doom and three scales from a living dragon ( boy that was hard!) and now he was supposed to getting a lock of hair from a fairy!
Right, now you know why Bonniface is wet , tired and completely fed up ! Night was falling and Bonniface was hungry and so was his horse. As they rounded the bend Bonniface saw tiny twinkling lights up ahead. Ah! he thought perhaps there is a chance of shelter and food, his horse ( who I have not introduced yet, named Jet, due to his colour) thought exactly the same .
Nearing the lights, Prince and horse were amazed to see that they were surrounded twinkling fairies! They were really so enchanting and beautiful. The Prince stood stock still and opened mouthed. The tiny and beautiful faires danced all around him. All the warnings he had been given about this sort of thing totally disappeared from his mind and he forgot the rain and the tiredness and smiled !
A beautiful soft voice from behind him made him spin round .
There in front of him was the most beautiful Fairy Prince, blonde hair, blue eyes, red lips and equally as tall as himself. Bonniface was smitten . “Prince Bonniface I assume” said the silver tongued Fairy Prince, ( I do mean he had a silver coloured tongue). ” I have had my eye on you for several months now” The Fairy Prince smiled and bowed very low taking a good look at the bedraggled Bonniface as he straighten up. Bonniface was still dumbstruck.
Well the Fairy Prince persuaded Prince Bonniface to stay for dinner and for decency’s sake I shall not mention what happened after dinner but boy it was hot and Joy reigned supreme!
In the morning the Fairy Prince invited Prince Bonniface to stay with him forever, apparently if he stayed he would become a fairy too and be married to the Fairy Prince. It took Bonniface a split second to weigh up the pros and cons of life with the Fairy Prince or Princess Precious…… Yup he stayed and he and the Fairy Prince lived happily ever after. Well I say happily ever after they did have their ups and downs and Bonniface found himself in the body of a frog more than once but he and his Prince never slept on an argument and they always made up before sunset . They had lots of fun and glorious sex and Bonniface never had to go on anymore quests!
Jet became a unicorn and was very popular because he was the only black unicorn in existence!
Prince Bonniface’s parents suddenly came into money and his younger brother Bob became the next in line ( Bob was an accountant so the kingdom was in safe hands)
Princess Precious, well after a year or two decided that Bonniface was not coming back so she married Prince Rufus of some other Kingdom and after an uneasy start they fell in love and she become half decent !
I won’t say they all lived happily ever after because let us get real no one does not even in real fairytales. But these guys above made a pretty good fists of it!
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