Holibobs

Well! What a fantastic holiday I had with Margaret and Chris. They were such brilliant hosts. For a whole fortnight, I felt like I was like settling into a nice, soft cushion – gentle, yet supportive – and boy, did I come home feeling relaxed and refreshed!!

We were in the apartment that Margaret and Chris have owned for a good many years, which meant that they knew all the cool places to go and the best sights to see. And what was particularly marvellous was that they were very happy to show me those well-frequented and much-loved points of interest. Gosh, I was excited! Can you tell?

We had it all: great company and conversation; good weather; fascinating shops; culture galore; great accommodation; and all-inclusive food and drink – including Margaritas…….

We swam in the pool and the sea and, naturally, sunbathed by the pool and the sea, too. Oh, it was glorious! I had the best time.

What was particularly interesting though, was that the area around Kusadasi, where we were staying, has history. Kusadasi is not far from Ephesus, which was second-only to Rome in importance during the Roman Empire.

Ephesus was such an important town that not only did Anthony and Cleopatra visit, but both St Paul and St John, of Bible fame, lived there for a short while.

In fact, it transpires that, after Jesus was crucified, John protected Mary, Jesus’s Mum, as they fled from the Roman rule in Israel; and there is evidence that they set up house – now known as Mary’s House – about 5 miles from Ephesus. It’s a fascinating story.

Ephesus is now a ruin – the inhabitants all long gone, having abandoned the town following a series of devastating earthquakes during the 1st Century AD. Despite that, the sense of history was to be marvelled at when we visited, and I came away with my imagination, and a thirst for knowledge about that civilisation, all fired up.

Kusadasi itself was lovely to visit, with a lovely walk all along the coastline, out towards ‘Bird Island’ at the end of the town.

There’s a harbour where the very large cruise ships come in to port, and every time we went by, we’d gee each other on to see how many ships we could spot in dock. Margaret was thrilled to see the ships – she loves a cruise – and would have loved to have gone on board for a look around. I wasn’t so sure. I mean, the ships are absolutely huge…

We also enjoyed rummaging around among the labyrinthine alley ways of the town, all packed with small individual shops and stalls, selling both quality items such as carpets and leather goods, but also plenty of ‘genuine fakes’ – of which the sellers are very proud.

In nearby Syrince, we admired the exclusive-to-Turkey jewel, Zultanite – a rare, naturally colour-changing gemstone, which shifts between vivid greens, pastel pinks, and rich champagnes depending on the light – and afterwards, we just had to sample some Turkish coffee, didn’t we?

In Selcuk, having left Margaret at home in bed nursing a tummy bug, Chris and I dined on Sac Kavurma – a classic Turkish sautéed meat dish cooked in its own juices over high heat – before taking in the town’s festival atmosphere, as the residents celebrated their young people and sport. We then took time out to admire the storks and their nests atop the high pillars of this ancient town. Can you spot them? They’re there somewhere!

Apart from the tummy bug that both Margaret and I succumbed to half-way through the holiday – everything was just perfect.

Take care everyone. God bless.

Packing things in

I am not giving up. But I am packing things in!!

Let me explain….

Thursday was another busy day. Up early to open the gate for Viktoriia, my delightful gardener, who arrives at 7.30; then kept my fingers crossed for the ‘Tracker Man’ to come ‘first thing’ and fit the tracker to the car. Ay up. My luck was in and he arrived at about 8.15. Good, eh?

A lot of pottering about in the morning ensued, with the laying out of clothes on the bed in the spare room, and the ticking off of items on my holiday list. Oooh….. I’m having a holiday!! Exciting!!!

I’m off to Turkey with my lovely friends, Margaret and Chris. They have a flat and, as they started to plan their holiday, they had the kind idea of inviting me along. What a wonderful treat.

On Thursday afternoon, I toddled across to Kenilworth for a haircut, and then continued on to Paul’s to discuss a bit of business. Funnily enough, I enjoyed the business chat and the company. Oh, and by the way, Paul, can I borrow a suitcase, please!? I need to pack!

After a swift bite to eat, it was Centre Stage for my last shift as The Prompt. Midsummer Night’s Dream Cast: you’re on your own now!!! I’m packing it in for a bit of a holibob!!

Naturally, on Friday morning, the borrowed suitcase was opened and filled. This was followed by a visit to the Bureau de Change to buy the country’s currency. Oooh….. All set.

The day was also filled with a visit to Pete and Dawn’s in the morning for a natter and a bit of furniture-shifting, with which Paul and Andrew ably assisted. And then in the afternoon, Andrew and I went to Michael and Danielle’s for tea. Nice.

See? I’ve been packing things in, maximising every minute of every day!

I think I’m going to need that holiday!!

Take care everyone.

At Home

Aiming for a bit of a wind-down after the ‘busyness’ of the last week or so, I had nothing planned on Monday other than a chat to Anita in the evening. Interestingly, I hardly knew what to do with myself, with all that time on my hands!!

I drifted about, checking my list of ‘things to do’, and then drifted about some more. Purpose. That’s the thing. We have to have purpose. And I must confess, that even my ‘to do’ list didn’t fulfil that particular need. Instead, I went into Solihull and did a bit of retail therapy. I relaxed, and tried to look at life from a different perspective.

The chat with Anita was fabulous of course and, between us, we nudged each other on to embrace the life we’ve been offered and to be glad in it.

Even more interestingly, (well, for me, anyway) is that I had little to do on Tuesday as well. My plan was to go to yoga class, but a doctor’s appointment cut across that intention; and the afternoon plan of coffee and cake with the neighbours, became a chat for an hour with one neighbour instead.

The afternoon was an enforced stay at home. I was waiting, all afternoon, for someone to come and fit a tracker to my new car. As the wait for my doctor’s appointment stretched on and on from 10.50 to 11.45, I was anxious about getting home on time for the promised ‘someone will be with you from between 1200hrs and 1800hrs’, and even texted my neighbour to keep an eye out for anyone arriving, with a request for them to wait.

Of course, they never turned up, did they? Ha! Call me a cynic but I am not sure I believed that the ‘van broke down.’ This, after I’d phoned them to chivvy them along – ‘They’re on their way and I’ll let you know if there’s a problem.’ Bah! Humbug…..

However, the ‘stay-at-home’ time was a good follow-on from Monday’s drifting about, and I got a few things done.

A Wednesday is usually a Freddie Day, but not today. Thus, I had more time at home – and I made the most of it this time! I pottered about – a spot of housework here (gosh, where did all that dust come from?); a few phone calls there; a tinker in the garden and a bit of grocery shopping. For a change, it all felt good – and the day was topped off with tea at Paul’s, then Quiz Night. Hmm…. I think the balance has been about right this week!

And on another note, a tradesman actually did fulfil his word and arrive at the agreed time today. I now have blinds in my family bathroom. Gosh, it’ll be usable soon….. who knew that 2026 would be the year, eh?

Take care everyone.

Never a dull moment

The days are whizzing past. That’s usually because there is so much going on!!! It might also be as a result of me slowing down maybe……?

Anyway, last week was another full diary of seeing friends and family, intertwined with a teeny bit of exercise; a spot of gardening; a couple of hours of child-minding and some prompting of the local drama rehearsals – a Midsummer Night’s Dream, courtesy of our AmDram group, Centre Stage.

A-week-last-Sunday, I had the pleasure of offering a cup of coffee/prosecco/beer to Margaret and Chris, to discuss our planned holiday together. Had a really lovely afternoon and we were actually able to sit out in the garden. For once, the sun was shining and warming the air up a bit. The time went so fast with all our nattering that no sooner had they arrived than, it seemed, they had to leave.

I already regaled you with my marvellous trip to Malvern for my visit to Richard and Jill on the following Monday. But what I didn’t say was that no sooner had I got home than it was time to go out again.

One of our ‘Exploring Faith’ Group has been unwell recently, so she’s now ensconced in Harper’s Fields Care Home where she seems to be having a lovely time! We were there to celebrate her 80th birthday. Glass of champagne, Pat? “Oooh, yes please!” came the very prompt reply. Bit of lemon drizzle cake? “Ooh, yes please!! It’s my favourite!” She knows how to live, that girl!! (As do we, who all said ‘yes please’ to prosecco and cake!)

Tuesday was a relatively quiet day, with my lovely gardener arriving at the crack of dawn to dig a big hole for my newly-acquired lilac tree. A spot of gardening was in order, and then an hour of gentle yoga. Not sure I did a lot after that…. might have had an afternoon snooze! Who? Me?

Wednesday beckons with the exciting anticipation of a ‘Freddie Day’. We have a little routine to encourage him into school, whereby Paul drops him off at mine and then we play a bit before I take him in. It’s always lovely and I’m learning Minecraft folks! And 99 Nights in the Forest. And quite a few other games whose names elude me right now.

At mid-day, Linda, she of college-crew fame, arrived for a cuppa. She’d been visiting her sister-in-law ‘oop north’ and broke her journey home on the way to Somerset. It was so lovely to see her and have a good old natter for an hour so. It does you good to see your friends even for a short time doesn’t it? It certainly did me good!

Thursday and Friday also galloped by with a natter at the French Conversation Group; a natter to another Anne who came for coffee and another sit in the garden; having my work cut out prompting the cast at Centre Stage; and meeting up in Banbury with a new acquaintance gained from the Silent Retreat I went on last year.

And the weekend? More lovely time with friends and family, of course! Dave and Chris came for the afternoon on Saturday and we put the world to rights. Not only that, they had sage advice for dealing with any low mood I might be feeling.

And the week was topped off with my goddaughter’s daughter’s christening (more cake!), before a Sunday Roast en famille at Paul’s. Is it any wonder that time is whizzing by? There’s never a dull moment!!!

Take care everyone.

The Boy is Back

At the end of December, just as I jetted off to Australia, Andrew jetted off to work in the British Virgin Islands. He wasn’t sure how long for, but he hoped it’d be for a while.

Four months on, and the boy is back! Thoroughly enjoyed the sun, the sand and the sea. He also enjoyed the gym, returning with rather excellent muscles…..

He didn’t enjoy the job quite so much though; the Organisation wasn’t as well organised as he’d hoped, and the rather relaxed approach to hospitality was not quite to his taste. Give him the high-octane atmosphere of a fine dining kitchen any day!! Let’s see what unfolds for him in the next chapter, eh?

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, I thought I’d tackle the ‘floordrobe’ that I’d created the other day. Ha! Much easier said, than done. First, I had to get that feisty furniture fitted together.

The drawer, although now glued and mended, took a little bit of effort to get back into the body of the chest. It was proving unwieldy, and my arms were seemingly not quite long enough to shuffle the dratted thing into place. Eventually, and after much huffing and puffing, I fettled a solution involving a stool and some brute force. Ta-Da!! It’s in!!

Now, to dismantle the ‘floordrobe’!!

The highs and lows of every day living, eh? From excitedly greeting the jet-setter to a spot of DIY. Yin and Yang; the light and shade of whatever the universe throws at us. Keeps me on my toes, anyway!

Take care everyone.