Just a heads up because I have been keeping mine down.

I really don’t know where to start but I feel if I don’t start soon I may just melt into the ether and I don’t want to do that!

Perhaps if I just go chronologically things might become clear to you and hopefully to me .

6th September we dropped Ruby off at an “almost sister’s house” to stay for four nights while we were away.

7th September we headed for London, west London to our old stomping ground to meet people we have known on and off for over 65 years. We were meeting up to scatter the ashes of our bestman Bob.

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There were eleven of us present , Bob’s ex-wife and his only son amongst the number. We met at the park at the bottom of the road he grew up in until he married and moved out.

© willowdot21 Bob Last year.

After scattering the ashes we went for a pub lunch and reminised a lot more.

8th September we were packed and picked up my sister and her husband and drove up to Norwich for our niece’s wedding. Late afternoon we arrived at our hotel, after a long and very wet drive. We had a coffee then went to the station to pick up my eldest sister and bought her back to the hotel.

Then we heard the very sad but not unexpected news that our Queen Elizabeth had died. We had a long reflective and chatty dinner.

I was born in 1953 , a few months after the Queen’s Coronation. Therefore the Queen has been the figure head to the background of my whole life. We all knew she would not live forever but , old and tired and yes indeed her hands in the photo of her meeting Liz Truss, our new Prime Minister, looked very bruised, suggesting she had had a canular fitted. Even so her death came as a real shock.

One of my brother’s received a M. B. E. From the Queen, for recognition of his Army Career and service to his country. I saw the lovely photos of him, his wife and daughter at the Palace. My sister Frankie accompanied her husband to a Royal Garden party. We also saw lovely photos of that occasion too.

Apparently the road my family lived in when I was growing up was often used by the Queen on her way to Heathrow Airport or London Airport as it known then. This was before the M4 motorway was built. One day my mum was out walking with me in her arms. The Queen’s car went by, my mum lifted me up and she said that the young Queen smiled and waved…. I was too young to remember.

thank you for your service mam 💜

The 9th of September dawned bright and we went out for a walk after breakfast we found our way out to some woods and found a very spooky looking building which was an Asylum in its day. We met a nice young chap who told us all about the place….he was a painter and decorator and was working in the building behind which is a prison for the criminally insane…..

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So then back to the hotel to get ready , then all five of us squeezed into the car…not really it is a big car! Off to the wedding and the heavens opened! ..it rained all through the service , canapes and drinks and the meal and speaches finally it q I’ll cleared up to a lovely evening!

The wedding started normally enough, a friend of the bride was playing the piano beautifully when suddenly she started playing Darth Vader’s theme from StarWars. Low and behold Four Star troopers, Boda Fett and Darth Vader walked up the ailse , apparently they were there so Darth could claim the bride . Thankfully the Groom and Groom’s men successful saw the interlopers off. The service then continued without a hitch!

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All the while the rain was relentless. © willowdot21

Now rain at a wedding is supposed to bode good luck and happiness. It also brings rainbows which are definitely a good luck sign 🌈.

Lots of love for Steve & Sarah. © willowdot21.

10th September we packed up and after breakfast we took eldest sister to the station then went back to pick up other sister and her husband for the journey home. Another long day. In the evening we went and got Ruby back she had had a great stay with her new friend Bo, nearly sister’s new dog .

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Sunday was washing, dog walking and housework and reading book one of a two book series which you will hear more of soon.

Monday 12th started a week of Drs appointments , phone calls, and the like, hubby is still not well and having trouble with his ears and hearing and other worrying things. We have had our seasonal flu jabs and we booked up for our Covid booster. It’s all go here.

Shopping, helping family and neighbours also filled the week, the weekend was busy too and all the while I wanted to blog but just could not settle to it. There were a few family birthdays three infact!

Then Monday 19th was The Queens funeral and yes we watched it for most of the day. It was meticulously done and really very touching and beautiful. The Royal family really had a very long and exhausting fully of emotions and even tears for their beloved, Mum, Gran and great Gran….Rest in peace Marm you have done your bit.. God Save the King, Charles 111.

R.I.P. Elizabeth.

So here we are halfway through another week and all I can ask is that you could be patient and I will try to catch up …as soon as I can.💜💜💜

#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 287, 8/30/22, #ShareYourDay

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY!

It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month!  #ShareYourDay is a way to get to know each other better. Take a photo and write a syllabic poem about your day. Don’t think on it too hard. Make it fun. The photo does not need to be a selfie. If you don’t have access to a camera, find an image on Pixabay.com (please add the credits) that best describes your .

I am going to the wedding of my niece next week and I have spent most of today sorting out what to wear…. I have used two photos, I hope that is okay.

I chose to write a The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line.

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Planning
What shall I wear
Green or lilac , choices.
Both have hints of Mother Gaia
Which one
Which to choose I am not quite sure
Spring or Autumn colour
Finally I
Decide

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THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TUESDAY TANKA.

The Wedding of the Year.

They have told us we have to go

But where to I just don’t know.

There’s going to be a wedding here.

The wedding of the year.

This is the worse time for me.

Temperatures are dropping you see.

And as there’s lots of rain.

My blanket’s soaked, that’s a pain.

I can’t get work because I have no address

I can’t always wash so I smell and look a mess

The sight of us may mar the day for Megan and Harry

They don’t want to see the homeless on the day they marry.

So the Royal Borough of Windsor
are going to make us go.

To where we do not know.

Close your eyes Prince Harry and Megan Markle

Then you won’t see life as it really is outside the castle.

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The wedding is in May.

Will we be cleared away

Banned from entering the town

Will they bar us, will they hose us down.

The shop keepers, who don’t like us, will be celebrating

This must be the chance to clear us out for which they have been waiting.

Harry and Megan are people of the world

They’ve seen us in the doorways huddled and curled.

The council want us moved at this time.

Because the wants of, royals and business are prime.

They have told us we have to go

But where to, I just don’t know.

There’s going to a wedding here

The wedding of the year.

I am afraid that the police will move us on

Where will we go, our little bit of shelter will be gone.

I have no problems with the happy couple .

I just wish they knew how much we struggle.

But we’re the bottom of the pile

Out of their sight as they wave and smile.

God Bless the Bride and God Bless the Groom

God Bless our Bride and God Bless our Groom. There’s plenty of love for you both in this room. You stand at the start of your journey today, it won’t all be easy there’ll be dips on the way. Learning together what it means to be one and fighting off troubles as they come along.

God Bless the bride’s mother and her father too, as there’d be no blushing bride if it were not for you two. You have tended her learning and watched her at play. Now she is grown and a credit to you both we all say.

God Bless

God Bless my husband and me  too for we have provided a son- in -law for you. He’s been one of the apples of our eye and today at this moment our spirits are high. For we feel that rather than losing a son we are gaining a daughter, and we so wanted one.

God Bless the bridesmaids a glamorous pair in haute couture dresses and finely coiffed hair. You have both known our bride a  lifetime, it’s true and there’s no one she’d rather attend her today, than you.

God Bless the best woman she has been second to none, she has looked after, organized and arranged our son. You  have worked so hard today this is true, and still you look stunning,  my dear, I really must say!

God bless our Ushers one fair and one dark  your  work has been sterling and really hit the mark. You’ve  greeted  us all as we arrived today, don’t you look smart is all I need to say.

God Bless our Families and our friends dear you’ve made the day special by just being here. We’ve all had a hand in this wedding today.We hope you have happy memories that stay. My darling couple your future starts here,so please lift your glasses and be of good cheer.  God bless us everyone

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