Fought through the crowds at Primark for socks for D. A couple in front - she had filled one of those net bags with clothing. He`s standing by her, hands in pockets
and he says
"I just hope you live long enough to wear it all!"
I`m considering buying new wardrobes, but I really need to chuck a whole load of shite out first. Shoes I can`t walk in, things that are too tight, scarves. So I can`t snear at Mrs. Shop till she drops.
Made a new dental appointment. The first injection didn`t numb so she gave me another one. I was wearing plastic goggles which steamed up. These are new, must be in case bits of filling splat into your eyes. Looked at myself in the mirror and a panda stared back. Must invest in waterproof mascara. By the time I`d left the surgery my eye felt droopy and I needed to shove my neck forward to swallow. Went to the newsagents for a paper and when I spoke I sounded like the woman in the Tunes advert. Invested in a new electric toothbrush, need to look after the owld ageing teeth at my age. (Thanks to Pam Ayres for the title)
Women of certain age who get to the top of the stairs, and forget why they are there.
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Confidence or Laziness...You decide!
Menopause could be used by many as an excuse for confusion,disorganization, forgetfulness? But, it doesn`t only apply to my age group. At the bus stop accompanied by my shopping trolley, the bus arrived and I got on, purse in hand. When I opened it, no note. I knew that I had a tenner to buy my weekly bus pass. I had to get off, dropped the purse, pennies sprinkling all over the path then had to wait half an hour for another. I sat near the front and a young lass got on at the next stop, long dark hair soaking wet.
She was carrying a bright orange handbag that was the size of a holdall, explained to the driver that she couldn`t find her pass, could she get on and produce it when she`d sorted herself out. He drives off and she parks her backside on one of the retractable seats while peeling her bag open on the other two. She reaches inside the tardis and pulls out a long pink perfume bottle, sprays it animatedly all over herself. She`s oblivious to my choking sounds, puts it back and drags out a spray deodorant which she points down her cleavage and under her arms. There`s a book and a hair brush that I can see. She finds what she`s looking for, leaves the bag wide open and slaps along the bus, holds up the pass to the driver and returns to rummaging in the bag. A vest top comes out, is folded and put back in. A pink fluffy towel is next out, a quick ruffle to her hair. Next she takes out a powder compact and in full view of many open mouthed pensioners she tarts up.
Part of me is in awe and admiration of the confidence and total lack of thought to what anyone else thinks and the other part is wanting to scream at her "Can`t you get ready before you leave the house!!" What is it that rises in me, is it a menopausal trait or being English,or because I am a nosy bugger? I want to make a comment, but don`t. She`s still not finished, she attempts to put on mascara as we travel over speed bumps. It was almost worth missing the bus to get a load of this farce. I was amazed that a hairdryer didn`t come out of the bag, maybe she could have asked the driver to plug it into his cigarette lighter socket. Sadly I had to get off, couldn`t help but wonder if she would read her book or maybe call someone up on her mobile. When I think of the palaver I have before I leave the house, checking and re-checking the back/front door etc and I still misplaced my money. It was in the back of my purse all the time.
Now, I`ve just checked my diary and I had a dental appointment today which I`ve missed and probably will have to pay a fine on top of the £45 I`ve already paid. And god knows when I`ll get another appointment. Eeee it`s coming to something when you have a diary, write in it, then forget to look at it.
She was carrying a bright orange handbag that was the size of a holdall, explained to the driver that she couldn`t find her pass, could she get on and produce it when she`d sorted herself out. He drives off and she parks her backside on one of the retractable seats while peeling her bag open on the other two. She reaches inside the tardis and pulls out a long pink perfume bottle, sprays it animatedly all over herself. She`s oblivious to my choking sounds, puts it back and drags out a spray deodorant which she points down her cleavage and under her arms. There`s a book and a hair brush that I can see. She finds what she`s looking for, leaves the bag wide open and slaps along the bus, holds up the pass to the driver and returns to rummaging in the bag. A vest top comes out, is folded and put back in. A pink fluffy towel is next out, a quick ruffle to her hair. Next she takes out a powder compact and in full view of many open mouthed pensioners she tarts up.
Part of me is in awe and admiration of the confidence and total lack of thought to what anyone else thinks and the other part is wanting to scream at her "Can`t you get ready before you leave the house!!" What is it that rises in me, is it a menopausal trait or being English,or because I am a nosy bugger? I want to make a comment, but don`t. She`s still not finished, she attempts to put on mascara as we travel over speed bumps. It was almost worth missing the bus to get a load of this farce. I was amazed that a hairdryer didn`t come out of the bag, maybe she could have asked the driver to plug it into his cigarette lighter socket. Sadly I had to get off, couldn`t help but wonder if she would read her book or maybe call someone up on her mobile. When I think of the palaver I have before I leave the house, checking and re-checking the back/front door etc and I still misplaced my money. It was in the back of my purse all the time.
Now, I`ve just checked my diary and I had a dental appointment today which I`ve missed and probably will have to pay a fine on top of the £45 I`ve already paid. And god knows when I`ll get another appointment. Eeee it`s coming to something when you have a diary, write in it, then forget to look at it.
Friday, 11 June 2010
Summerhill Books (www.summerhillbooks.co.uk)
Welcome to Summerhill Books.
Summerhill Books is a North East publishing company specialising in local history.
Our aim is to produce high quality books that reflect the unique history of Tyneside, Northumberland and Durham. Titles include photographic histories of local communities, personal memoirs and books reflecting the great industries of the region.
Ordering :
There are two ways to order a book from Summerhill Books
PayPal : On each page there is a link to a Paypal shopping basket. When you have added all the books you wish to purchase you can use the PayPal system to place your order.
Cheque : Send your name and address to the Summerhill Books address below with a list of the books you would like to purchase.
- Make cheques payable to Summerhill Books.
We are happy to answer any questions about our books. Please email Andrew Clark on summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk and he will help with any questions.
Postage and packaging is FREE on all UK orders.
For overseas orders please email your order to summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk and we will get back to you with a price including postage.
For further information or to pay by cheque contact Andrew Clark
Summerhill Books
PO Box 1210
Newcastle-upon-Tyne
NE99 4AH
Tel: 07971 859 401
Email: summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk
Trade discount is available – email: andrew_clark@hotmail.co.uk
Summerhill Books is a North East publishing company specialising in local history.
Our aim is to produce high quality books that reflect the unique history of Tyneside, Northumberland and Durham. Titles include photographic histories of local communities, personal memoirs and books reflecting the great industries of the region.
Ordering :
There are two ways to order a book from Summerhill Books
PayPal : On each page there is a link to a Paypal shopping basket. When you have added all the books you wish to purchase you can use the PayPal system to place your order.
Cheque : Send your name and address to the Summerhill Books address below with a list of the books you would like to purchase.
- Make cheques payable to Summerhill Books.
We are happy to answer any questions about our books. Please email Andrew Clark on summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk and he will help with any questions.
Postage and packaging is FREE on all UK orders.
For overseas orders please email your order to summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk and we will get back to you with a price including postage.
For further information or to pay by cheque contact Andrew Clark
Summerhill Books
PO Box 1210
Newcastle-upon-Tyne
NE99 4AH
Tel: 07971 859 401
Email: summerhillbooks@yahoo.co.uk
Trade discount is available – email: andrew_clark@hotmail.co.uk
Tuesday, 1 June 2010
Pink Lane Poetry and Performance
Jessica JohnsonJune 1, 2010 at 10:34am
Subject: Poets & Writers Call.
Prole is a new literary journal. Our first issue went out in April. We aim to appeal to a wide audience and hope to attract readers from a broad spectrum.
We are being reviewed in The Crack next month.
We are open to submissions of poetry, fiction and creative non-fiction.
I'd be grateful if you would share this with your members. Our website can be found at: http://www.facebook.com/l/529d3;www.prolebooks.co.uk
Subject: Poets & Writers Call.
Prole is a new literary journal. Our first issue went out in April. We aim to appeal to a wide audience and hope to attract readers from a broad spectrum.
We are being reviewed in The Crack next month.
We are open to submissions of poetry, fiction and creative non-fiction.
I'd be grateful if you would share this with your members. Our website can be found at: http://www.facebook.com/l/529d3;www.prolebooks.co.uk
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