Saw this on Spicks and Specks this evening… thought we could all do with a laugh! 🙂
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Sweet Cadbury, And The Size Of Food
Have you seen that Cadbury ad? I’ve been seeing it a lot lately, and I have a little sniffle and a smile every time. Yes – I know it’s scripted specifically to tug at the heartstrings and make me buy chocolate. I love it anyway.
I’ve been trying to not eat sugar lately, but sometimes a bit of chocolate seems like a happy choice for the day. I had a bit of a wander round the shops this afternoon – picked up some bargains, and a bar of chocolate for this evening. I also decided to treat myself to some KFC, as I haven’t had any in a Very Long Time… what is with the meal deals? Who would need a bread roll and mashed potato? It seems like getting more costs you less, and soft drink is part of the deal, even though I wouldn’t want it (yes, water can be a substitute, but I don’t want a plastic bottle. That I more or less am paying for.) I asked if they did any deals on one or two pieces of chicken and a small chips. Answer – not really. The cost is the same if you buy them separately. I ended up getting one piece of chicken, which I enjoyed very much 🙂 You can specify which piece you want, as well.
Tomorrow I’ll reduce the sugar/trans fats portion of my diet… I just had a bit of a holiday today 😉
Got the bus home. Enjoyed watching “My Neighbour Totoro”… which is also sweet.
And the sun set on my Very Nice Day.
Musing In The Grey
We haven’t really got out of bed today.
Obviously there’s been breakfast. And coffee. That’s just been the results of a mad dash to the kitchen and back before we get too chilly…
Such a grey and gloomy old day – hasn’t decided whether it wants to rain yet, but that definitely seems a likelihood. There’s nowhere for us to be today, so wrapping up in a duvet, reading and watching YouTube seems to be the best option.
It’s been a week of fluctuating temperatures, where it’s been hard to choose between a heavy coat and a tshirt for going out. Some days have needed both. I’ve come up against memories of childhood, and had days where I couldn’t be sure of the difference between “getting older” aches and pains, and twinges that perhaps should get further investigation. I’m still standing! Well, lounging around, but you get the point.
Had a truly amazing cupcake the other day – evocative of cheerful indulgence in its proportions and calorie content. I very much enjoyed it, but it was also a bit like swallowing a bag of sugar all at once. Still, a tasty bag of sugar served on a bright and sunshiny plate!
I’ll be watching some catch up TV this afternoon, but for now I’m listening to a bit of Sara Groves… songs of remembering, and songs of hope and moving forward.
Just right for a grey day.
When Stars Begin To Fall
Woke up this morning to the news that an actor from one of my favourite TV shows died yesterday. I’m of an age now when a lot of people I remember from my childhood have died, but it’s always a bit of a shock.
I’ve always enjoyed the classic sci-fi shows (vintage Star Trek and Doctor Who, as well as their more modern revivals) but Blakes 7 was my favourite. It only ran for four years, had seemingly cheap (but not cheerful!) production, and sometimes seemed to lose its way a bit, but I still watch and enjoy it. Avon was my favourite character, so hearing of the death of Paul Darrow gave a sad start to my day. He portrayed Avon as cynical and sarcastic, but also oddly vulnerable and, at times, sympathetic. The snark is legendary…
As the series was made in the days when you couldn’t just google an episode to guard against continuity errors, it sometimes doesn’t quite hang together. The acting can be quite theatrical, the scenery in danger of falling over, and the dystopian universe doesn’t provide the feel good factor. The titular character (Blake) is only present for two series, and there never seems to be exactly seven in the crew, unless you include one or both computers – depends on who else is still alive at the time. Despite all this… watch it. You’ll be glad you did.
So, it seems that Avon is no longer with us (along with Blake, Gan, Orac/Zen and Servalan). Having originally seen the final episode back in the early 80s, and clearly remembering the shock and disbelief I felt then, I can only paraphrase a tweet I saw earlier in the day – “It occurred off camera. I choose to believe he made it out…”
Here’s a fan made music video I found on YouTube a while back. It seems appropriate.
I got the whole series on DVD a couple of years ago, so I can have a bit of a wallow in my childhood angst today. Anyone want to join me?
Meditations, With Pumpkin
Still having quiet days at the moment, if not restful. Sweet Bean is still recuperating, and Biggest Boy seems to have caught a bit of whatever was going around… they’re both on the mend, though. Starting to eat again, the chorus of coughing is not as exhaustive today, and some liveliness is returning. We still feel lethargic and as though we’re in between worlds. Yesterday a friend dropped round with a hello, and a pumpkin – both were very appreciated! The pumpkin will provide lovely soup (perhaps bread/cake?), but it is also, in itself a Thing Of Beauty…
Isn’t that gorgeous?
I’ve been whiling away a bit of time today watching time lapses. Here’s one of a dandelion – one of my favourite flowers.
And another of a rose.
It’s curiously soothing, and also a reminder that time passing brings wonder we might not recognise at first.
What’s blooming in your life?
Debugging The Bean
Found this song this morning, while trying to find something to wake and cheer me up a bit…
Coffee also helped!
I’ve been up till the small hours with Sweet Bean the last couple of nights, keeping him company and plying him with hydration while he’s been feeling ill. He came back from camp feeling a bit sniffly and off colour, which turned to a bit of nausea after a couple of days. Just a cold, I thought (they sat around in wet clothes in the cold at camp), maybe a bit of a tummy bug. The sort of thing that feels icky but goes away after a few days.
Last night the minor bug seemed to quickly morph into – unable to keep water down, moaning with nausea, the doctor’s ENT examination majoring on “red” and “swollen”, and a fever of 39.7C. Called out the night doctor, got a round of antibiotics this morning. Poor Bean is still feeling rough, but I’m hoping he gets at least some sleep soon!
On the plus side, we’ve caught up on some great TV. There’s something about giggling at Fawlty Towers at four in the morning…
Smile. Enjoy.Dance.
We watched this last week, so I revisited it today…
Have you had a bad day?
Here’s Baby Groot dancing!
Enjoy! 🙂
