One-Liner Wednesday.11th September 2019.

Men!

#1linerWeds. Devised by Lindaghill.

Hot Saturday Afternoon ūüôĄ

I am sitting in the garden to escape hubby’s music… I am sorry we just don’t share the same taste!

Although it is beautifully quite out here the seats are very uncomfortable, wrought iron and very pretty but in no way comfy for my boney mishapen back.

Well there are positives I am in the shade and there seems to be a breeze and the view is not bad.

Ruby is hot tired and bored and is missing her afternoon walks which have all had to of been delayed until about 8pm when it is bearable to venture out into the fields. At the moment it is 25 degrees Celsius and isn’t going to drop to 23 derees Celsius until 10pm .

She is so bored that she has lined some of her beloved tennis balls up on the patio.  When we go out for a walk she will spend five minutes deciding which ball she wants to carry over to the field to play with! 

I have move upstairs now as the chair has set off my cyatic nerve, my own fault I should of got the seat cushions but that would of meant possibly waking hubby as I passed him ( he has spent the last week helping a friend of ours who needed some decorating done and so he is exhausted) yes he is asleep with his music blaring out of the sound bar.ūüėČ So as he and Ruby are in zonk land I shall let sleeping dogs and men lie.

I am bored, like Ruby, it’s too hot to go out and too hot to stay in! I have done the early morning dog walk, washed the floors done the ironing, prepared lunch, which I couldn’t eat because I have no appetite. 

I have rung my brother’s and sisters and got no answer. So here I am boring you! 

Oh! I can hear Desperado by the Eagles…. that’s me today. Tired, hot and a little miserable and I don’t know why. I had better buck my ideas up as I am British, you know! Well I am English/ Irish born in London. I am splitting hairs now.

Well I had better stop now before you all start throwing rotten tomatoes and eggs at your screened! Why not tell me what your all up to on this Saturday afternoon!

Oh! I am that one person in England who does not like tennis so this is not a good fortnight  for me .Hummmph! ūüėíūüė£ūüėé

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Frustration !

I am  so stressed and frustrated  with wordpress! I cannot  comment where I want to. I have numerous attempts to access my blog, like a post or even leave a comment.

I have wanted to congratulate people on  wonderful post  and have have not been able to, sometimes I cannot even click the like button!

Here is my problem as I presented it to wordpress earlier. The problem has been affecting me for days!

“I know many people are having this problem ¬†but I keep getting \”data ¬†not received \” ¬†when trying to use ¬†wordpress, write a blog ¬†or comment ¬†on ¬†mine ¬†or anyone\’s blog. I have done all I can my end , cleared , browser, cashes and cookies , check with my internet supplier ¬†and checked my router! HELP PLEASE!! willowdot21

So please everyone be patient  and forgive me please.!

hugs to you all!

OH! Yes I want to congratulate ¬†Helen Valentina¬† on the publication of her new book, The Seed. ūüėČ

OIE!!

I am just popping this little ditty in here because today I felt to invisible. As I walked into town today I was pushed to the side by a woman with a pushchair, then a young man on his phone walked straight across my path forcing me to stop sharply. I am sick of people on bikes riding the pavements     ( side walks) nearly pushing me on to the road. I am not going to bore you with what happened in the supermarkets. I am not going to bore you any more but it just made we feel so invisible and worthless.

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There is something I have to say. People ignore me each and every day. Am I so insignificant that they don’t see me do I just get in the way?

I really think that it’s not fair that they treat me as if I were not there.I know I am past my prime not very tall and because I use a walking stick I need more time! So when you are rushing round the town with your pushchair or your shopping trolly look out for me don’t knock me down.

am I invisible ?

Strolling¬† round on your phone deep in conversation don’t ignore me and make me stop sharp for your lack of consideration. If you knock me over through lack of concentration .It is not so easy for me to get back up on my feet you see??

Riding your bikes on the pavement ( sidewalk) may save you time as up the down road you can go . Spare a though for folk¬† like me who can’t¬† move out your way quickly.

Trundling round blind corners in the supermarket  my feet and hips are not where you need to park it! Young people walking three abreat

I may have lost my shine and my magnetic attractions are no longer as keen. I am still me I am still a person I do my best and I deserve to be seen.

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The disappearing Act

Haiku on losing your identity

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No let me do that for you

It is okay thanks I………..

NO! I will do it for you.

 

I shall walk then I have time

NO! I shall take you

I can walk………….¬† OH! okay fine.

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Am I invisible, am I still here. When did I become a child when did I succumb to fear. When did I start to melt into the wall when did I become no one at all. People pass me in the street they see me less than they see dirt beneath their feet.

No longer am I me, no longer capable of driving, cooking no longer able to run free.I feel I have become a ghost ,” let me help you ” are the words that grate the most.

 

 

Christmas fairy got a hump

It’s not fair it’s a shame Christmas has come and gone again. I am cold and I have put on weight eating all those chocolates which normally I HATE!

all fed up!

The holly has all gone from the halls and some one broke my favourite balls and there is a bit of Christmas tree stuck up the most embarrassing PART OF ME.

It is cold and it is bloody wet but no one gives a damn about me I bet. No one worries about the Christmas fairy as long as she is cute and pert and not BIG AND HAIRY.

The snow has gone and turned to slush and looking at those dogs over there I doubt it would help if I SHOUTED MUSH!

Santa came when he was drunk, he was hot and he was rough and now this fairy is UP THE DUFF!!

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