If we were having Coffee: Walks, War, Friends and Flowers

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would tell that I have no idea  where  the week  has gone! The  days  have just flown by and all I have  to show for  it  is  an exhausted  look on  my  face. I  just seem to have been chasing  my  tail  all week, (well I would  of if I owned one). Monday  was lovely  because I got  my first  invite  for coffee  with my  daughter in law, her  Mum and of course  the Newbie. We had a  good time  and  the conversation  flowed. The  Newbie  looked  so  smart  in his  striped top  and little  trousers… Babies  are dressed  like little  grown ups  theses  days  gone  is  the matinee Jacket and  the baby grow!

I remember  how we used  to dress our  babies,  we  kept them in  baby grows  until  they  were at  least  eighteen months. Of  course  nothing stands  still and  and  fashion most definitely  waits  for no one, not even a Newbie . Yes  time  marches  on  and  all I can say  is  he looks  very  smart  on  it!

Tuesday  was  housework  after  the gym, got all the floors  down stairs  washed  and buffed   no  mean feat  for  me ! The  weather  is still unusually  hot  for this  time of year  it is unusual  for  this part  of the world  full  stop! Here in England  we are more used  to rain  and low temperatures then more rain. .. Hark  at  me  you  can’t  get  more English  than  moaning  about  the weather.  🙂

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE:  I would  have to say  just how saddened I am  by  the IsraeliPalestinian conflict. Now I do  know  this is  a very  heavy  subject  for our  coffee get together’s  and I have no wish  to ruffle any feathers but I am so distressed  by  the nightly  reports  from the BBC  and ITV  .

I realize  that  Israel needs  to protect  it’s  citizens  from Hamas  bombs  and terrorists yet  it all seems  so David  and Goliath . I am  not qualified  to comment  really   but as always it is the women and  the children  who  are suffering . I realize  the  men are suffering  to   but the the children  have not  asked Hamas  to Bomb  Israel, the children have  not asked Hamas  to build a network  of tunnels  under  their  homes  nor  under  their  schools.

The  children  have not asked Israel to drop leaflets  telling  them where  to go  to  be safe   then  to drop  the bombs  on that place.  The  old have seen it all before, the men and woman  have no choice  but to cope. Trapped  within  Gaza all frontiers  closed  to them. Hamas seem to be using  the innocents   as protection, again  I  say  this is only  what  appears  to the untrained eye  of mine.

Israel  have  huge shields and superior weaponry a  lot  funded  by  rich  countries  who I cannot name  because  again I have no got full command  of the facts .

Why can  we  not live together  in this world, why  can  we not share  and share alike. Why can’t neighbour   not live  with neighbour. I said  all this  to  my  friend  while  we were at  the gym  yesterday  and  she told  me I was an idealist, she smiled  and almost  laughed as if I was a child  who did not understand  what I am saying.

I know  the Israelis have every  right  to live  where  they do , and I realize  if  we were being constantly  fired at  by  the Isle of Wight  we would  fight back. I understand  that the Israelis have backing  from rich  countries , I know they have contacts  with clout. I see  that  their  government is protecting  them well, I understand. I see their  grief  too I grieve  for them.

I also see that the Palestinians are  being hit harder in every way, I see that  Hamas  does  not seem to care  about  them, they appear  to be expendable …. why  , why  does Hamas   not  protect  them…. soon there  may  be no one left  alive  to even claim Gaza.

Again I say I do not fully  understand  the in and outs  , I do not want  to argue  or  hurt  anyone  either   but why, is it always  the innocents  who suffer, all over  the world in every  war zone  it is the same.

I am so far away  and yet I live in fear, I am afraid  of the future I do not want Sharia  law in this country, I do not want  war, I do not want  Russia  or China  to invade  ….. PLEASE PLEASE  COULD  WE NOT  LIVE  TOGETHER IN PEACE. 

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE : I would say, sorry  for getting  so heavy,  and offer  you a biscuit  and  say  we had  better  change  the subject.

We  had friends  round  for dinner  on Thursday evening.  We had steak, yup  good old fashioned  steak! What  did we have with the steak? saute  potatoes,  mushrooms, onions, carrots and peas. Followed  by a special  apple  pie and custard!

It was a special evening   because  we had not seen this couple  for about 10 yrs. Their  eldest lad and our youngest  had  been friends at school and beyond. But  when our lad  moved away  and  as we were all working  we just lost touch as our paths  never crossed.  Well it  may of  stayed that way  had  not the husband  bumped into one of  the couple  while out exercising  the guide dog  he walks twice a week. Well the two men got to chatting as men walking their dogs  do  and after a while it dawned on them both  that  the knew each other.

Long  story short they came round  for dinner  and I think  the meal was a success, well it was all eaten up! We spent the whole time discussing children ( no longer children) weddings, births, jobs retirement  and generally  putting the world to rights!  Oh! if only  world peace were that easy.

Special Old English  Apple  pie!

Special Old English Apple pie!

Teddy.

Teddy.

 

 

Bovine Family

Bovine Family

 

Flowers on  the street

Flowers on the street

The Hanging Basket.

The Hanging Basket.

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would  offer  you some special old English apple  pie, there is just enough left  for you to have a taster ! Like it? well I shall post  the recipe  Monday.  While  we are chatting I  must  tell  you that on Wednesday I had coffee  with a friend  after  we had finished  chatting  and done a little shopping  we headed  back  to her house  and  took Teddy out for a long country walk. Who  is Teddy, well he is  the handsome  chap  up  above  the photo on the right  next to the apple pie. He  belongs  to  my friend’s daughter who was away  with her family  for a little holiday and  my friend was looking after him.

Well we set off down the road across the railway crossing  and off on to a road I had  never noticed  before. The sun was very  hot  but luckily  for us  the trees spread right across the road affording us a canopy  and thus shading our  way. Well what a treasure  trove  this road turned out to be with views  of rolling countryside, a lake with ducks  and ducklings, and a field with a bovine  family resting in the shade. there were two cows with a calf  each and most unusually  a huge bull. You can see him in the photo above  he is the sleepy  brown and white guy  to the front of  the picture  laying  down. He  was huge  and I was very pleased  that there was a sturdy  fence between us  and him!

We had a delightful  walk  and the most  amazing thing  about it  was that  although it was so quiet  and peaceful there nothing but countryside as far as the eye could  see we were in truth never any more  than five minutes  away from the hustle  and bustle  of  our  town!

IF WE WERE HAVING COFFEE: I would tell you how lovely  our town looks right  now, all the gardens  in bloom  and the roads in town itself  are all decorated  with hanging baskets  and  pots on doorsteps  and even in one of  the streets Allisum  and Roses growing up and out of  the pavement (sidewalk  if  you are American) There is a little picture  of this above  too!

If we were having coffee I’d ask  you : would you like another  cuppa, or  a biscuit . I’d  tell you I have really  come to enjoy  these chats  and I’d  love  to hear  what you would  tell me , If we were having Coffee  Original idea  from  http://parttimemonster.wordpress.com/

 

 

 

 

Gate Keepers : 8

They grew, these humans grew, they learnt  to build and make weapons new.

First wooden spears  and clubs  then flint and stone always they found a way to do

Just what suited them. Taking  always taking, never giving back

Gouging out huge holes, leaving scars never caring for mother nature never giving back.

 

They killed the beasts  they killed the birds then they began to kill each other.

The earth began to weep, stunned by the humans greed, she wept like any mother.

The gatekeepers sighed, they had seen the future they knew what was in store.

They could neither stop nor intervene they had seen the future and wept at what they saw.

They watched their gates, they protected their portals

Ensuring that the thresholds were never darkened by any mortals.

Still the humans grew  in might and greed perhaps in knowledge

Sadly the knowledge  was blinkered, and so towards destruction the surged and fled.

 

 

 

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