The Book Of Mormon, and Shock Horror The Knight of The Realm Stuffs Dead Seabass Head.

We went to the Book of Morman, It was a fabulous show. The only problem was that earlier I had fallen down stairs on my derriere, as a result I had a bruised coxis ( can’t spell it). Before the show we had supper in a nice Italian place. I got one of those self-heating patches from the chemist and put it in my underwear just where the bruise was. Trouble being that it was not long before I felt as if I were about to combust. I enquired of the Knight of the realm whether he thought I could remove it without causing a terrible incident. Surprisingly he urged me to go for it which I did after much manoeuvring . There it was in my hand like a used sanitary item . The Knight had just finished a very large sea bass, its head lay there surprisingly lifelike eyes and all. We both looked at it and there was tacit agreement. The Knight urged me on tossing a napkin over the plate and quick as a flash I had it in the head it reared ominously a horrible vision before us , the waiter came and removed the plates , we left hurriedly …. Did we hear a scream from the kitchen……..? watch this space.

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Christmas !!!The Worst and the Best. The National Youth Music Theatre and Joy.

I have not written my Blog for some time, except to post the odd photo which I will explain later. The reason behind this is that if you have nothing fun or nice to say then don’t say anything . This last few months have been so awful that had I had any forewarning I would have not believed it possible. But I didn’t so there it is and if you love people you soldier on even if your loyal and wonderful friends tell you this is killing you….. last week I was so drained that I started to shake all over and even my head wobbled and gave me a headache. But the festivities went on and developed a system of loading the dishwasher from a low stool . It puts me in mind of some rather nasty relatives of mine who looked out of the window of their large stately home and of them said “Had any of you noticed there is something wrong with Mary?” ( their old faithful pony who had given them twenty years devoted service) “Its dead “ Said one of them.

“Had anyone given it any hay asked another?” There were blank stairs and shuffling of feet … no eye contact. It was Christmas! Note the it.

Well all these dismal reflection were dispelled last night, we went to a Christmas concert given by the National Youth Music Theatre , it was one of the loveliest things I have ever done I want to work with these kids I want to give them money, I want to see everything they do, it was beautiful, brilliant, glittering, shinning, good, it was all we should be so proud of in Britain. I may be able to face another day …. Just maybe…. I sat next to a wonderful lady recovering from breast cancer who had a daughter on the stage … we both cried … for the right reasons.

The photos on here are a mixture , one of my grandson showing me his tattoo a stickle back perch and a water flea. This was his opus for is doctorate for Imperial College that’s me admiring it ! another is of me between my adorable Gussie and her prince John we miss them so much OMG I am snivelling again Another is of my dogs who never make me cry at all I love them obsessively and would quite like to live in the country with a lot of dogs some of whom I pushed about in a pram . Someof my Grandchildren told me I should be a headmistress or work for MI6 but then they haven’t heard me wailing in the kitchen have they?

Depressed Dogs, People Who Cannot turn on a Switch Dysfunctional Families are the Most Loving.

There is rather a lot going on in my huge adorable mad family at the moment. But we went to a sad farewell the other day, it made me think a lot about how I loved my huge mad dysfunctional family and how I would not have them any other way. I would have gone to our lovely local Church to thank God for them but the ceiling has fallen down so it is closed. This is a ghastly event!!! Some people who have rented a family flat from us complained today that all the electrics were broken and I was supposed to attend them at once. I enquired of them whether they had thought of turning the switches on ? This had not occurred to them or them or the agent. I am waiting for a call on Christmas day to ask me to come round and change a bulb (this did happen actually).

This made me rather depressed I asked them if they were taking the piss? And then I was told in the Times that if I didn’t walk my dogs they would get depressed and bite me I also read that men are stupider than women, eg a terrorist who sent a bomb in the post without enough stamps so it was returned to sender, he opened it and blew himself up. Apparently this stupid thing is to eliminate the idiots and retain only the finest of the species for reproduction. The switch person was a man. Any way two weeks ago I had an operation on my hand for bent fingers, I had to push the trolley round Sainsbury’s with my elbow my hands in a sling, the only person who offered assistance was a woman. The Sainted One is worried about me because I moan a lot. He has been behaving magnificently. Then the dishwasher broke!!! It was someone’s birthday with the usual gathering of the clans…….. its amazing what you can do with one arm.

One of the adorable Italian Cousin is here OMG does he cheer us all up, its lunch time and we have poured a Sloe Gin.