Tales from Fraggle Towers ~ November 2022

The end of November is nigh, and I’m noticing more and more Christmas lights up in towns and on peoples houses. Asda are already awash with Christmas tat.

Far too early IMHO, 2 weeks is enough for me! Oh well, to each an apple. November didn’t start too well as I’d really hurt myself at the end of October. I got up from the sofa and twisted so as to trap a nerve in my back, and ended up incapacitated for a week. Couldn’t drive so couldn’t go to work, and sitting down or standing up was quite horrendous. I had planned to visit my lad Ben and Grandson Lewis on the following weekend and really didn’t want to cancel, but by the time it came around I was all better. Big relief. Nurofen and paracetamol combo to the rescue!

Off I went down south and as it was Guy Fawkes night, we went out to Milton Keynes to a Firework display, but first went for dinner at one of the Wagamama restaurants which has Asian fusion food based on Japanese cuisine. I think it’s supposed to be hip and groovy to eat there, but neither Ben or Lewis enjoyed what they ordered though they did their best, and it’s good to try stuff out of your comfort zone. I ordered Pad Thai, which is slap bang in my comfort zone so I was fine 😃.

Of course it was raining on and off so traipsing over to the firework display wasn’t that great as it was in a park and things got a bit muddy. There was a big fairground which was heaving with people and long, long queues for the rides, which none of us fancied doing, but Ben and Lewis wasted some coins in a mini amusement arcade.

A fee but no win

We waited in the field for 45 minutes before the fireworks started, and they lasted 20 minutes. They were not all that spectacular but the end bit (you can see below) was pretty. Anyway, getting rain sodden didn’t stop me enjoying being with my boys.

crackley fireworks.

Back home we’ve had nearly 2 months with silly internet. We decided to swap over from Virgin to BT, for various reasons I won’t bore you with but not least because it’s faster and cheaper per month. It has taken 7 visits over 10 weeks, by several teams of internet fixerupperers to get us connected. They’ve had to dig up the path that runs past the front garden, dug holes in our front garden, spent hours on the phone back to base and finally yesterday got us connected and we are back online.

BT men at work.

BT were very good whilst this was all going on and gave us a mini hub that was basically a sim card in a case. It was enough to use the computers but no good for streaming, and it dropped out every now and then and on rebooting had to have a megalong password put in. So annoying (I know, 1st world problems) but they didn’t charge us for it, so I can’t complain really, even though I just did.

Mini Hub

Achievement of the month… I made dumplings for the first time ever and they were OK at least. Phil tries to make them quite often and fails dismally everytime, so I volunteered to have a go and ta-daaah!

Dumplings.

Work has been as usual, mostly busy though this week it’s dropped off a bit, that happens around this time of year, and this year paying for wax removal might not be a priority. I pulled the longest pair of skin ribbons I’ve done so far out of one ladies ears, one out of each, amazing! They remind me of shedded snake skin.

Skin ribbons.

Phil has been busy repainting the woodwork of the landing doors and skirting boards, as well as upscaling the banister. Looks nice. To celerate we went off to Jarrow and chose a new stair/landing carpet, which will be fitted in a couple of weeks. It’s from the same people who carpeted the house 20 years ago when it was new. Nice to see a local family run firm make it through all the mad stuff.

Horned Helmets!!!

After all that hard work the past 10 days have been a pain literally for Phil as, not to be left out, he trapped a nerve under his shoulder blade. He’s been fannying on with a tens machine, which did do some good when it worked, but couldn’t sleep too well and finally went to the Docs yesterday and got himself some strong painkillers, which gave him a good nights sleep. He’s doing better today, at least I’m not getting hourly reports of the pain level, and he’s unplugged himself from the tens, so fingers crossed!

I bought an indoor cyclamen back in October, it’s doing well but I can’t get over it liking cold weather and no sunshine. It’s pretty.

Cyclamen

Lord Vincent and Winnie have been stuffing their faces since the weather has turned cold, and don’t go out so much when it’s raining, but both are doing OK.

I found this and it made me laugh, so true!

I didn’t do much photography at the beginning of the month, but had a play around trying ICM (intentional camera movement) shots

Windy window
Gee tarrrr

I love how ICM photographers make artistic work with it, but somehow it just isn’t for me.

Sophie is back for a couple of weeks, and we went out this weekend, so there will be a post on the Universe blog in the near future, though I will wait until the film shots come back as there are not many digitals. Not sure how long that will be as the post office are on strike until Friday. Along with half the country. Good to see people fired up and taking action at last.

So that’s about it for November 2022, the year is nearly over just Christmas to get through and then we can all start again!

Stay tooned!

📷 😊

Day 359

Phil has got all his Mum’s wartime correspondence, a great treasure. His Mum Ethel, her sisters Maureen and Betty, went off to Aldershot to work in the N.A.A.F.I and later Ethel did her nurse training and became a Sister in the Queen Alexander Royal Army Nursing Corps. Betty met her husband Walter, a Canadian, while working in Aldershot, and they got married and ended up in Canada after the war. In 1944 Walter was on his way to Italy, and sent Sister Ethel a Christmas Airmail, which Phil still has. 🙂

Day 359 ~ Christmas 1944

Day 354

Well Christmas is looming, and though it’ll be a very quiet one here (Phil is working) I do like the bling that goes with it. Today my hair & nail lady Kendall came to tart me up a bit, so my hair is all lush and the roots are the same colour as the rest of it 🤣 and I have sparkly-dipped nails. Kendall always asks me to do a picture of the nails for her instagram/facebook business pages, so of course I did, hers is in colour though.

Day 354 ~ bling!

I sometimes wonder if, at the great age I’ve reached, I should just give in to the oncoming decrepitude, but Kendall has been ‘doing’ me every 3 weeks for over 10 years now, and in the chats we have while she works, we have such a good laugh, and know all the ups and downs of each others lives, that I can’t bear to give that up! I’d miss her so much. So onwards ever onwards, I will go to my grave without grey hairs, and sporting sparkly nails. 😀

Day 349

It has become a thing in December, the naughty elf on the shelf. All over social media people are posting photos of the naughty things the elf did. Mostly parents, who do it to entertain their children, but some who just do it for the heck of it.

None of that nonsense at Fraggle Towers.

Day 349 ~ impaled

Tales from Fraggle Towers

It’s THAT time of year, or as Mike at About Britain 

calls it, ‘the festering season’. On the whole, I don’t mind Christmas, it’s not a huge thing for us, but we have a decorated tree with fairy lights, and a smashing dinner, roast lamb with all the trimmings as they say.  

I like to listen to the radio a fair bit throughout the year, I have radio 2 on in the car, and in the background at my clinic, in the kitchen when I’m cooking and in the shed when I’m doing mosaics. Sometimes I change things up and go for Planet Rock, especially when Steve Wright or Jeremy Vine are on (sorry chaps). 

But in December we get the dreaded Christmas songs, Slade still droning on about the future just beginning, for the past 45 years (oh dear lord 45 YEARS!!!)

The Pogues and Kirsty McCall and their not so magical lyrics 

You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God it’s our last

in the Fairytale of New York, yes I know, great song but I’ve heard it at least 20 times already and that’s been the same for 31 years. 

Here at Fraggle Towers we eschew the regular stuff they trot out every year and have our own playlist of special Christmas songs.

So put away your Mariah Carey’s and The Darkness, stomp on your Bing Crosby and Frank Sinatra 45’s and give your ears a treat with our Top 5 that should be on the radio but generally are not.

Starting gently with a little blues/swing

A little honky tonk from Elton

Some great Rock from one of the best bands ever! 

A beautiful romantic ballad with the hugely talented but vastly under-rated Dina Caroll

Lastly, for those with dysfunctional families and a penchant for alcohol a country song that makes me LOL (you don’t have to like country to appreciate the lyrics here!)

So that’s 5 of our extensive alternative Christmas songs, hope you enjoyed them, let me know if you need more 🤣