Daisy and her thoughts

You may remember the pesky squirrels pinching all the bird nuts a while back. Well, this has become a major concern for me and I will admit to being a tad OTT about the problem. I have been so fed up with thinking the birds were eating all the nuts only to discover Sid the Squirrel having a picnic on them!

I have shouted, banged on the kitchen window, set the dog on the squirrels and even stopped putting the nuts out but still Sid comes back. So now, fed up with my getting stressed with Sid and his mates hubby went out and got me a rather large erection for feeding my birds.

I got home from work and hubby called to ask what I thought of the new thing in the garden. I looked long and hard from the kitchen window and couldn't see a thing I went out to investigate and there it was, laying on the grass. I picked it up, and tried to erect it again. Instead of the pole going where it should it just jumped out and attacked me. I now have a very large cut and lump on the inside of my lip where the thing bashed me in the face. I also got hit on the head by the very large peanut feeder. I could have lost a tooth as it really clonked me hard in the mouth!

Hubby returned home with a club hammer or whatever and sorted the problem out and now the feeder stands proud out at the end of the garden. I have to say, it's gigantic!!! It must be 7 ft tall. Best of all.....Sid has not been able to climb up it to nick the food!

The birds love this feeder and I now have a family of Robins, tits all of all colours who visit and even sparrows are returning. I am delighted to see all the birds feeding and even more amused to see Sid sitting there trying to plot his next raid.....

Today has been one of the maddest days I've had for a while! I have to say I am totally frazzled.

It was my class assembly today. Great you might say but not so for the poor teacher!! I have spent hours worrying about it and trying to think of more ways to entertain the parents. The children were just fab and everything went to plan...well for the children it did. Not so for the parents.

Have you ever been to a school show? If not, then you've not lived. The assembly was due to start at 10.15am as all the parents were all told via a letter.

At 9.35am the first parent arrived, closely followed by parent number 2. The both tried to come into the hall to sit and watch the rehersal....I did say try!! No way were they coming in!! They only wanted to secure their front row seat and I wasn't playing that game so packed them off again! Goodness me, they were acting like children by arguing outside the hall. Not exactly the example to set is it! Some complained to the Head, others to the school secretary.

The assembly went really well and was liked by everyone (I hope!) and the children were all over the place for the rest of the day!

Ding ding!

Anyone seen my bin?

It was last seen at 11pm last night sitting in the front garden minding it's own business.

I fear it may be on it's way to some far off street to live in another front garden. It has it's house number on though so perhaps some kind soul will return it to it's rightful owner very soon.

....there's a lot of wind and rain on the way!

Well, so they say! I don't know about you but ever since "that" day in 1987 when we had a "bit" of wind the old weather people get a little over excited when forcasting bad weather.

I shall be keeping my eyes open for anything unusual flying over this way and will keep a note of said item/s just incase any of you out there in Blog Land loose anything.

Ohh I feel like Mary Poppins today.....

Have you been watching Crufts??

I just love to watch this every year. Those doggies are just so cute and I want them all. My dog thinks it's great fun to run up to the telly and bark back at the show dogs. Daft as a brush he is!

Sadly, Crufts will probably encourage so many people to rush out and buy a puppy. That's great but so many people do not realise that owning a dog isn't just about stroking them and throwing a ball for them to chase. We adopted our latest dog 2 years ago. He was given up for adoption as his owners could not care for him. We are very thankful they realised dog owning wasn't for them. He is the most wonderful dog and has enriched our lives so much.

Owning a dog means lots of walks, feeding, grooming, vets bills and most importantly....commitment! Our dog is out very early in the morning, then again at lunch time again in the evening. He probably gets about 4 hours on average of walking a day, sometimes more. For this he is the most wonderfully natured dog, faithfull and well behaved.

He askes for nothing more than a good walk, play times, food and lots of love and cuddles. His love is unconditional, he is always there with a lick and cuddle when you get home. Always ready to cuddle up on a cold night.

Whoever said dogs are mans best friend was so right!

I've not been well

I've had the galloping rumbling belly, felt as if I have been run over and other associated things....yes, you've guessed it, I've had the dreaded virus thing that seems to be going around. Been feeling poorly for a few days and then last night my dinner reintroduced itself to me and continued doing so all day today too! I've felt proper sorry for myself as I so hate being sick The joys or working with children. The only things they really like to share with me are their germs

Now seeing as how I've not been well I have not dared to put anything other than water pass my lips. I have just sat and listened to hubby eating a bag of crisps. Not only did I want to mug him for them but I also had to shout at him for the noise he was making. Have you ever listened to someone eating a packet of those Kettle Crips? My goodness they are just soooo loud. All I wanted to do was read my book in peace and quiet!

Stand back everyone, I don't want anyone else catching my germs although it seems as poor Deana already has her own germs

*just off to paint a white cross on my front door*

March already!
I know we all say "just where does the time go?" but, just where does it whizz past and go to? Seems like yesterday we were all charging round like loonies getting all the Christmas shopping sorted out and now here we are in March.

I have been doing lots of thinking and I remember when I was a child the winters were so cold that we really had to wrap up but nowdays we don't have to. Is it global warming or do I just have an extra layer of fat to protect me? Somedays I go out with the dog and the temperature in the car says it's 15 degrees. How mad is that when it's still winter!

So when can we expect the first warm sunshine on our skin? I don't know about you but I always find a nice place in the sun to sit and take in a few rays. How nice does the sun feel on your face? Soooo nice!

Oh well, back to looking at holidays on the internet......

I am feeling a little sad tonight.

My very dear friend died suddenly last week and tomorrow is the funeral. It was a complete shock. He wasn't ill or anything. He just sat down to watch the telly and died in the chair. He was 51. I think it was a heart problem that showed up at the post mortum. So, so sad and what a waste. He was in his prime. Very high profile job, always here there and everywhere. I got so used to turning on the TV or radio and there he was....OK so he wasn't a soap star or whatever but he worked in an environment that sometimes put him in the limelight. I would text him and say "I've just seen you/heard you again...." and he would text back some very funny reply. I shall miss that. I have known him for about 30 years...he was part of the family too. Always there having a cuppa and a chat.

Kinda of brings it home that I now seem to be entering that age where my friends are starting to get ill. I know myself that age is starting to catch up with me in a physical way but mentally I am still 21 deep down inside. I have no worries about getting old....age is just a number. I do have a huge problem with getting ill as I get older. We have all heard the stories of older people and how they get treated in hospitals etc. That scares me. My old nan was 103 when she died. She had bad fall and had to have a hip replaced at the grand old age of 99. We didn't have the foggiest she was that age. We all thought she was about 90. She got her telegram from the Queen though Very proud of that she was. It went in a box along with all the replies from the letters she had written to 10 Downing Street!!

Oooh, I've had a right old ramble tonight haven't I?!?!

*Groan*

*Moan*

*Grrrr.....*

Yep it was back to work today and I had been away since 4am worrying about it! Oh well, there I was, back at the helm of it all. Had a new girl start in the class today and that always causes lots of chatting and excitement. She seems a nice girl so I am hoping she will be happy.

As I was waiting by the cloakroom to welcome the class back one of my lovely little boys come running up to me with his hands over his ears. I was worried if he had hurt himself and asked him if he was ok, to which he jumped up and down and shouted at me "surprise" and removed his hands from his ears. Bless him!!! He had been for an operation to have his ears pinned back during half term!! Oh my goodness, it was such a surprise and I promptly burst into tears This lovely boy has been the subject of some really nasty name calling etc right since Reception class and at last he had got those ears sorted out. I was delighted for him, hence the tears! Do you know what though? He looked so different! I remember the first time I ever met him. It was when he started Reception class. I will never forget his wondeful freckles and his ears....and now, those lovely ears have gone forever!

I have felt all silly and glowy inside today as I have been so pleased for him to be so happy!

Sundays are always an odd day for me. Part of me says that Sundays should be the day of rest, a good old Sunday roast, a long walk with the dog with the family in tow and then to collapse in the evening with a nice cuppa and a sandwich made from the lovely joint of meat we had earlier. In reality, Sundays are always a mad rush to make sure the school uniforms are washed, ironed and ready, the beds have been changed and the house has been given a good top to toe going over with the duster and hoover. There is always a general feel of gloom and doom descending as the evening wears on at the thought of work the next day.

Today I am feeling that I have had a good half term but boy where did it go? I think it whizzed past while I wasn't looking. The week seemed to go so fast and all those things I promised myself I would do....well, yes, you guessed, I didn't do any of them!

The promised visit to the Tate Modern....nope!
A walk along the beach....nope!
The long awaited visit to the Royal Acadamy of Art with a friend....nope!
Afternoon tea in Fortnums after the visit to the RA....nope!

I really do need to get my self into gear

Bloggers block? Who said that a few days ago?? I'm on a roll now....