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The Cat Is Still Here August 24, 2010

Well, the packers have come and gone and Slinki the cat is still here.  She very wisely went out while all was happening.  Those packers worked fast.  Too fast in fact – they packed a box of gardening tools that they weren’t supposed to.  Alas.  The packers came early and I hadn’t finished all my last minute sorting to be ready for them so it was a bit of a scramble.  Thankfully we found a few items in the freshly run dishwasher in time to include them in the packing but there wasn’t enough time for some wet clothes to dry and be included.  We’ll just have to squeeze some last minute things into the suitcases.

Now we can just sit back and relax until we depart as well.

A couple of days ago I was browsing in the crime section of Hughes & Hughes Bookstore.  I was looking for more Scandinavian crime fiction, given my current spate of reading Henning Mankell, Sjowall & Wahloo, and Jarkko Sipila.

first, the author’s name caught my eye – Sebastian Junger, the author of The Perfect Storm

secondly, the title, A Death in Belmont – my hometown!

This was compulsive reading – and true.  Wow!  I was fascinated.  The book is away now in one of the cardboard boxes.  I tell you, reading it certainly delayed me in getting ready for the packers.

this black blob is the cat, resting peacefully after the flurry of the packing – I must say that I was relieved to see her walk past the window after all the boxes had been sealed.  There was a snippet on the radio this morning about a woman dropping a cat into a dustbin and walking away.  15 hours later the cat was rescued, apparently no worse for the time spent.  Probably had a nice sleep in there.  But, I’m curious – if this woman was seen fondly saying goodbye to the cat and then dropping said animal into the bin, why didn’t the observer rescue the cat then and there.  Maybe the observer was a security camera of some sort and then when the cat was found, the film was reviewed.  Or did I just dream all this instead of getting up earlier this morning in anticipation of the packers arrival at 9.


I Have a Dream…… June 6, 2009

Filed under: Dreams,First World War,World War II — Janet @ 4:59 pm

I Have a Dream  I Have a Dream….a song to sing

This Abba tune has been going through my head all morning.  I am reading a very good book – The Picture She Took by Fiona Shaw.  It’s about the First World War and my dream last night was about the uniforms worn by the men in that war.  Many men from Ireland served in that war, among them my father-in-law who died after the War but long before I met the family.  The uniform that he wore was kept in the “maid’s room” in my husband’s childhood home.  I can quite vividly remember the uniform and how small it seemed compared with the height of his 2 sons.  It somehow seems appropriate to write about this on June 6, 2009, the 65th anniversary of the D-Day landings in the Second World War.  It is important to remember the sacrifices made by the men and women of those generations.  The book I am reading is particularly about the scars, both mental and physical, left by the First World War. 

m_MOM_ww1_officer  This is a photo I found on the internet.  It is an officer’s uniform worn in the Manchesters Regiment in the First World War.



How I would have liked to have known my father-in-law and to learn of his experiences, if he could ever have brought himself to speak about that period of his life.   (My mother-in-law, whom he married in 1927, told me he never spoke of his experiences in the War. ) He was an officer and he lost a leg in the Somme Offensive.  His brother was killed in another part of France and the body was never found.  I have seen photographs of my father-in-law when he was recuperating in England after he had been wounded.  The nurses look most attentive.  He went on to marry and father 3 children but sadly passed away still at an early age.  My mother-in-law told me she thought he had been weakened not only through the loss of his leg but also from other wounds.    The tragedy of war.  So many lives lost, so many families losing their loved ones, and the women left to be spinsters and never know the joy of marriage and having children.  It is important to remember.