Happy Halloween!

LOOK out! Look out, boys! Clear the track!

The witches are here! They've all come back!

They hanged them high,--No use! No use!

What cares a witch for a hangman's noose?

They buried them deep, but they would n't lie still,

For cats and witches are hard to kill;

They swore they should n't and would n't die,--

Books said they did, but they lie! they lie!

From The Broomstick Train

by Oliver Wendell Holmes

Don't have nightmares...............

The vomiting cavalier

Today I puked my way to Chesterfield and held on very tight so as not to puke my way back home.

Oh. I did also have a fabulous wedding dress fitting whilst there.

Many thanks to Liz.....and Mrs Bitey ;) xxx

Best day with besties...

Today we went to the Hall with S and G, and it was a wonderful thing :) In fact, I am still smiling about it. Having our two best friends there with us, in this place we have chosen for our special day was........fantastic!

I love you all.

xxx

Saturday night

How do you whittle 14 hours worth of music down into 3 hours? That is the question......

That is all....

TWO MONTHS!!

TODAY

WE

HAVE

ONLY

***TWO***

MONTHS

TO

GO!

T W O

M O N T H S

SQQQQQQUEEEEEEEEEEAK!

And finally...............

.................out comes the penicillin

Terrible night's sleep and for once not all the cat's fault. I awoke at an ungodly hour for a Saturday coughing up a lung and with a tremendously painful sore throat. And so to the out of hours doctor we did go..... nice man, prolific teeth, obviously been eating a lot of chalk salads....and the nice man did give me a shit-load (that's a technical term) of penicillin.

I am now hoping for a swift and deadly blow to be dealt to this malingering cough/cold/sore throat-fest. I have things to do, like peel more pickling onions and cook things....and have a bath and wash my hair before I start to smell like a pickling onion.

Fingers crossed for the anti-b's.

....and now coughing

MEH!

The arena of the unwell

So, I started to develop Jon's cold on Tuesday evening, I got that tingly feeling in the roof on my mouth and my throat was sore. By Wednesday morning I was sneezing and blowing my nose and by Wednesday afternoon my nose had turned into a running tap of snotty doom. I hoped, this seemingly being the accelerated version of what J had, that I had hit the apex of things and that today would be better. No dice. Fast-track it may be, but I woke up with a throat like razorblades and now sound a bit like Betty, she of hotpots fame, late of Coronation Street.

Colds really are shit.

Rescue

Thinking of.......

GRUPO 1

1. Florencio Ávalos Silva

2. Mario Sepúlveda Espinace

3. Juan Illanes Palma

4. Carlos Mamani Soliz

GRUPO 2

5. Jimmy Sánchez Lagues

6. Osmán Araya Araya

7. José Ojeda Vidal

8. Claudio Yañez Lagos

9. Mario Gómez Heredia

10. Alex Vega Salazar

11. Jorge Galleguillos Orellana

12. Edison Peña Villarroel

13. Carlos Barrios Contreras

14. Víctor Zamora Bugueño

15. Víctor Segovia Rojas

16. Daniel Herrera Campos

GRUPO 3

17. Omar Reygadas Rojas

18. Esteban Rojas Carrizo

19. Pablo Rojas Villacorta

20. Darío Segovia Rojo

21. Yonni Barrios Rojas

22. Samuel Ávalos Acuña

23. Carlos Bugueño Alfaro

24. José Henríquez González

25. Renán Ávalos Silva

26. Claudio Acuña Cortés

27. Franklin Lobos Ramírez

28. Richard Villarroel Godoy

29. Juan Aguilar Gaete

30. Raúl Bustos Ibáñez

31. Pedro Cortez Contreras

32. Ariel Ticona Yáñez

33. Luis Urzúa Iribarren

*****UPDATE 14/10/10*****

All 33 miners have been rescued safe and relatively well and are receiving treatment/undergoing tests in hospital - some are expected to leave today.

A modern miner miracle.

AMEN

Word of the day

milque·toast

   [milk-tohst] Show IPA

–noun ( sometimes initial capital letter )

a very timid, unassertive, spineless person, esp. one who is easilydominated or intimidated: a milquetoast who's afraid to ask for a raise.

Autumn days

Autumn Days

Autumn days, when the grass is jewelled

And the silk inside a chestnut shell

Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled

All these things I love so well

So I mustn’t forget

No, I mustn’t forget

To say a great big thank you

I mustn’t forget.

Clouds that look like familiar faces

And a winter’s moon with frosted rings

Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces

And the song the milkman sings.

So I mustn’t forget

No, I mustn’t forget

To say a great big thank you

I mustn’t forget.

Whipped-up spray that is rainbow-scattered

And a swallow curving in the sky

Shoes so comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered

And the taste of apple pie.

So I mustn’t forget

No, I mustn’t forget

To say a great big thank you

I mustn’t forget.

Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling

And a minnow darting down a stream

Picked-up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling

And a win for my home team.

So I mustn’t forget

No, I mustn’t forget

To say a great big thank you

I mustn’t forget.

Autumn Days

by Estelle White

Hall and Mash

My dearest one and I went to the Hall for a second taste test and came away gloriously happy having made the decision to opt for sausage and mash. This homely retro fave is - as someone put it - so very us, and we hope everyone will enjoy eating it as much as we did this Sunday.

PS. Yes, that is Jon wearing his 'Penrith Tea Rooms' anniversary t-shirt