Topic: Bluebells

Attempting to fix the broken doors to the cupboard I discovered a bag inside that had been put there by person unknown long ago.   I used this for short travel, a day or three away and that sort of thing. 

There has been little in the way of travel, though I did walk around the gardens yesterday.  However, I took the bag down to dust it off and remember how big it actually is.  A small bag, useful for people who work and carry their lunch yet big enough for a day or two away.  I do not carry much and never have.  

There was nothing but dust and a smell of damp inside, often found around me, and these two 'Topic' bars.     

"Lunch!" thought I, but then I decided to look at the date on the back.  

'19/07/15' it read. 

Suddenly I was not so hungry after all.  

If it's Spring then it must be Bluebell time!  

Indeed it is.  Across the world these delightful flowers are appearing en masse in some places.  Here, we have three offering each year, this year I notice they are spreading outwards and little individual Bluebells are cropping up where they are not supposed to crop up.  I let them be!

I finished tidying up the front, not that some would notice, dumping used cardboard into recycling bags in a manner those who dumped the stuff could not work out.  The weeds I pulled yesterday have found a home with the residue of damp cardboard that I also left, all now safely in the wheelie bin to surprise the dustmen next week or so.  

I attempted a picture of the flowers but the phone is not great for pictures, and they are in an awkward spot to try and photograph.  So, I took action and did the correct thing, I left it all and went upstairs for coffee.

Lucky Me!

I hobbled down to the Sorting Office this morning to collect a packet that has waited there since January 6th.  My strained back would not let me go until today, it appears fine just now, and so off I went expectantly.
The small box was off the wrong shape to go through a letter box clearly, the weight was minimal, and the plastic around it weighed more than the goods inside.  The postage costs also outweighed the purchase price.
Inside I found a bag of Christmas Brussels Sprouts made from chocolate, that is Sugar, Palm Kernel oil, Dried whey (MILK), fat reduced Cocoa Powder, Emulsifier (SOYA Lecithin), Stabiliser (Sorbitan Tristearate), Vanilla Flavouring, as you would expect.
I feel the wait was worth while.
This gift comes from a lass I have known for years and years, I worked with her husband in 1975, probably before you were born, and they returned to Northern Ireland when it was a bit more peaceful where he died during an operation, he never recovered consciousness.  All very sad.  We had begun to exchange expensive gifts by that time, each Christmas I would send over two tea bags or a sachet of soup to receive by return of post a thin string of Christmas glitter or a broken pencil, they claimed it was OK when it left!  Such quality ought to be continued I say.  If only all my Christmas folk were that cheap!

BBC

In all this I missed the cricket while sipping tea all morning and had to make do with the 'Hits' as Sky calls it.  This was not pleasant as England were scoring lots of runs.  Most annoying especially after the arrogant way Boris ignored the Scottish MPs yesterday in the House.  His attitude merely increases Scots distaste for him and while this may be a 'Phoney War' period it will mount up and catch him unaware.  Boris now sits happily as PM surrounded by enemies all of whom carry a knife with which to use on his back as soon as the chance arrives.  Yes Mr Gove I do mean you.  Soon Boris will be watching more cricket with a new woman or two.