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The Great Book of Lists, Chapter 2.3: The Soundtrack of my Life — February 24, 2016

The Great Book of Lists, Chapter 2.3: The Soundtrack of my Life

The Duchesse has given us a wonderful  topic this week for her Great Book of Lists , music. Well,  more specifically music that has been a very important part of our lives. I love music and it is wonderful to be transported back in time when a certain song comes on the radio. Here are some of my favourites:

Young Love- Donny Osmond. I have loved Donny Osmond and in fact, the whole family, since I was a very little girl. My big sister was crazy for them and actually got to see them in concert, at the height of their fame in Manchester. She played their records constantly but this one is one of my favourites. Oh, and Donny  has still got it even now!!

Meatloaf – Bat out of Hell. This whole album reminds of school. I was not keen on my school days I have to admit, but we did have some good laughs. I went to an all-girls grammar school that also used to have boarders back then. I was invited by one of the girls to stay the night and  I remember songs from this album being played at full blast. This album was top of the charts for years, and never grows old!  In fact I was playing the CD in my car singing my head off just last week.

Roxy Music – Same old Scene. Now I am not usually one for the smooth, suave type, but there was something about Bryan Ferry that was rather appleaing! I remember going to see Roxy Music in Concert with my sister and brother. they were brilliant live. Not long after this I joined the army, which brings me to…

Pat Benetar – Love is a Battlefield. This is mine and Mr Grump’s song! We kept splitting up and getting back together when we first met, even getting engaged at one point. We were too young though.

Queen – Another One Bites the Dust. There are so many songs I could have chosen by Queen but this is one of my favourites. Freddie Mercury was such a brilliant showman and I was lucky enough to actually be at this concert in 1986. we were nowhere near the front but the atmosphere was electric. Freddie had us all in the palm of his hands singing with him!

Tom Jones – It’s Not Unusual. This is a very special song to me. Both of my sisters were with me when Miss Hap was born, and we had brought some cds with us to the hospital to relax me. As soon as we Miss Hap started to apprear they put this on, and that is the first thing she heard! Did I mention she is a bit of a mover!

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Eagles – Hotel California When Mr Grump and I finally got married, my brother-in law sang this for us at our wedding as it is one of our favourite songs. It was a very personal and special moment for us both.

There are loads more, and I could go on and on, but these are the ones that have really had a huge impact on my life.

A Little Peek. — November 21, 2015

A Little Peek.

******** PLEASE NOTE THAT THERE IS BAD LANGUAGE AND DOMESTIC VIOLENCE IN THIS POST********

Now that I have mostly written the bulk of my story for NaNoWriMo, I thought I would give you a small snippet so you get the feel of what it is about. It is not in my usual style, as you will see.

I am thrilled to show off my book cover too that was designed by the lovely Jo Robinson that fits perfectly.

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Craaaaack!  Jackie reeled sideways as the force of the blow struck the side of her face. “You fucking bitch, you slept with him didn’t you?”

“Aslan, stop it, for God’s sake!  Of course I didn’t sleep with him. I don’t even know him. He is a friend of Kat’s and came to see her, not me. Please, you know I would never do anything like that.

Aslan’s hands gripped the steering wheel tighter, and  he turned his face, contorted with rage, to Jackie once more, disgust evident as he spat out, “you are nothing;  just a slag, a whore, and I would be better off without you.”

The car jerked as he swung it onto the hard shoulder, and then slammed on the brakes. “Go on, fuck off. Get out of the car!”

“What? What are you talking about? Why do you want me to get out? It is pitch black, and we’re in the middle of nowhere!”

“I said, get the fuck out of my car you useless piece of shit.”  I don’t want you anymore. See if your boyfriend can help you now!

Petrified, Jackie opened the door. Maybe he was just testing her, as he had done so many times in an effort to control her. The forceful shove sending her stumbling out the door told her that this time it was real. He was actually throwing her out of the car, nearly two hours away from home, on a motorway, in the dark, by herself. How the hell did she ever get to this point?

Little did Jackie know, there was more heartache, hurt and humiliation to come….

Ronovan’s Writes. Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt # 63.’Stag’ and ‘Noise’ — September 21, 2015

Ronovan’s Writes. Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt # 63.’Stag’ and ‘Noise’

Ron was being pretty harsh with the prompt words this week for his weekly Haiku Challenge,  however, I am ‘having a Judy moment’ and have found the perfect use (and image for them! So here is my take on ‘stag’ and ‘noise’

Typical stag Night

Strippers, booze women and noise…

Bride is furious!

Stag Do

Episode 376: In Sickness and In Health — June 16, 2015

Episode 376: In Sickness and In Health

Today I was looking after a new patient that had arrived on the ward last night. She was very friendly and chatty, and despite having a few medical problems seemed to be in good spirits. She was pretty much bed bound due to severe lower back pain, especially on movement, and also had a long-term catheter in situ.

I had received a call regarding a PET scan that was being arranged for this patient at a nearby hospital for tomorrow, and was making the necessary arrangements for her transportation there, plus staff to escort her.

When I went into the bay, she proudly introduced me to her husband. I informed them both about the scan, and asked her whether or not she was claustrophobic, if she could lay down for 30 mins reasonably still, and did she mind needles. Her husband looked at me and whilst stroking her arm told me that she will have any test or procedure necessary in order that she would be well enough to go home with him.

He then told me that he looks after her, washing, dressing and emptying the catheter bags, explaining that he does not want any carers going in, as he will always be there. He then said that he would ‘do anything and everything, whatever it takes, just as long as it keeps her with him, and he doesn’t lose her.’

She looked at him lovingly, and I have to say, I was trying to swallow the lump in my throat, Yes, I know we marry  ‘for better or worse’ and ‘in sickness and in health.’ However, the reality of it for some people, though not romantic is true love!

Episode 46: Turning Full Circle….. — November 15, 2014

Episode 46: Turning Full Circle…..

Me and Mr Grump go back quite a long way (30 years to be precise)! We first met at a small Army Barracks where we were both stationed. I had literally just got out of  basic training and was still quite a shy and quiet 18-year-old (One of the reasons I joined the Army was to ‘come out of my shell’ a bit). He was a cocky and confident 21-year-old Army chef (definitely a good start there, he loves to cook, I love to eat)!

Anyway, I didn’t pay that much attention to him at first, preferring to concentrate on the food he was dishing up. I had not been on the camp that long, and it was still a bit of an ordeal for me going into the cookhouse as it was always packed, and I didn’t know many people yet; however, if I wanted to eat I had to go in…simple!

I had made a  couple of friends in basic training who had gone before me to this posting, and I ended up sharing a room with one of them,who went on to become my best friend (we are still in contact today) Karen, (this friend) and I decided to take advantage of the private strip of beach that we had on this camp, and headed off for a paddle in the sea.

We ended up going for a proper swim as it was a gorgeous, hot day, we had a little time to kill, and wanted to make the most of it. what I didn’t mention is the fact that, as it was an ‘off the cuff swim’, we hadn’t dressed for the occasion, and were just wearing shorts and t-shirts. Mr Grump, (actually back then he was spiky haired, and very lean and fit) and a friend of his had the same idea and were also having fun in the sea, swimming and splashing about.

They got out a little before Karen and I, and were just hanging around on the beach. As I came wading of the water, Mr Grump came over to me with his jacket which he thoughtfully wrapped around me. I thanked him for his kindness and we eventually went on to have a rather tempestuous two-year relationship.(oh, and he  later told me that he knew exactly what was in store for him, as my yellow shorts, white top, plus underwear,  had gone completely see-through in the water AND he had a bloody good look before bringing me the jacket to spare my blushes)!

We did get engaged during the two years, but were much too young and immature really, plus Mr Grump was being posted elsewhere and was a bit of a Jack-the lad in those days! We ended u going our separate ways, and although Karen and I both left the army after 3 years, Mr Grump continued to serve.

I came back to my home town, and life moved on…I did occasionally think about Mr Grump, and at one time, went to visit his mother in Wales for a few days. I didn’t see him at that time, as he was off serving abroad somewhere. Anyway, I ended up getting married, and much later  I had my beautiful daughter . He of course also went on to have children and marry.

As I mentioned, I was still in touch with Karen, and one day she told me that she had seen Mr Grump on Forces Reunited, and that he would be pleased to hear from me. I was really shocked  after all the time that had passed, but was so curious. After all, I had thought about him many times over the years, so anyway I bit the bullet and contacted him.

We sent messages back and forth for a while but then finally decided to meet up. I had been single for a few years as Miss Hap’s father and I had split when she was a very young baby. I had arranged to meet him in a local Supermarket car park, but he got lost as had to drive for a couple of hours to get there, Finally he made it there and seeing him was like the years just melted away (well aside from the fact that he had put on a few stone and his  hair was bald on top and long at the back which he put into a pigtail)! That was it for both of us…. after a few weeks, he moved in, and six months later we married! (By this time I had got at him with the hair clippers, he lost a load of weight, I put a load on), but we were happy

Karen and her family of course came to the wedding, and she was one of our witnesses;  Miss Hap was our gorgeous bridesmaid and  we had a small, intimate ceremony (so intimate I didn’t realise the room would only hold 4 people (and the huge dress that I had chosen), so a few of our family stood outside the window looking in at us exchanging vows!! We did have a reception at the local pub though for everybody and it was a wonderful day.

It just goes to show, how unpredictable life is! I never would have guessed, that after being apart for 25 years, Mr Grump and I would not only meet up again, but I would eventually become his wife, even if it took me 30 years to do it!!

Episode 7: You can choose your friends…… — September 27, 2014

Episode 7: You can choose your friends……

Today is a very special day for one of my family..it is her wedding day.It is going to be a ‘celebration of joy’ which will be shared with 100 people who bring her the most joy. How exciting it will be…only I won’t be there to enjoy it..in fact none of the rest of my family will be there…we weren’t invited!!

The bride-to be is my niece(brother’s daughter) who announced on Facebook some time ago that she had become engaged. Now my family love a good wedding and we were all looking forward to getting new outfits for the occasion, plus keen to meet the prospective new groom who had captured her heart. As she is in her 30’s, my niece had taken her time and chosen carefully the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, so he must be pretty special….

My brother and his wife had themselves been married for twenty-odd years, which is a record in my family! Mum and Dad divorced when I was very young (both re-married), and out of the rest of us, one has never been married but has two children by two different fathers,one has been married twice, two married three times, and one separated from his wife and in a long-term relationship with his current girlfriend; (as you may have gathered, there are a lot of us).

Added to her long list of aunties and uncles on both sides (her mother’s family is also large, but they have only had the one spouse each),there are a huge number of cousins as well, so I can imagine that it would have been difficult for her sorting out the numbers for the wedding. However, the rest of us have managed to plan our numerous weddings without too much trouble, incorporating all of the family and friends.

Anyway… after the engagement, things went quiet for quite a while, until good old Facebook told us that a riotous Hen Weekend had taken place during the summer… All of the ‘Northern’ lot were there (Bride’s mum’s family), and there were some lovely pictures of them having a wonderful time, plus lots of comments from the bride, enthusing about how fantastic her family were, and lots of little inside jokes about the weekend….

Needless to say the ‘Southern’ lot (my family), we a little upset that we hadn’t been included in this weekend. However it did look pretty expensive and perhaps the bride thought we wouldn’t have been able to afford it. After all, most of us have ‘menial’ jobs including cleaners, drivers, health care workers, teaching assistants etc, whereas the bride is a buyer for a top fashion chain, her other relatives are high-flying sales people,owners of exclusive boutiques, and other glamourous well-paid jobs.

Never mind, there was still the wedding itself to look forward to…however the invitations never came… So today, as my bother is giving the beautiful Bride away, in her wedding gown made by her mother, plus six bridesmaids..I wonder what he is thinking as he makes his speech.. Is he glad that our 82-year-old mother is not there voicing her opinions? (she has reached the age now where she feels she can say what she bloody well likes, regardless of whether or not it might offend someone); Will he miss the sight of his 3 sisters dancing around their handbags? cackling like witches as one of them(usually me) trips over something and lands in an undignified heap on the floor), would my eldest brother show him up with his many tattoos and his unique idea of what outfit is suitable for a wedding? would he not like to jostle with my other brother, about who is the more successful out of the two of them? what about his nieces and nephews, would he not love to see  them enjoying themselves, all catching up with each other’s news?

No doubt I will see the stunning wedding pics today on Facebook as they slowly emerge, and I will be happy for the bride and groom,…however, although I will never really know why us Southerners got excluded from the wedding ,(the above perhaps is a bit of a clue), however dysfunctional we all are, we are still decent people!

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