Indigo Blue

Yesterday I decided to book a course of driving lessons. Today I am learning the theory test on my computer. Actually its my spare computer as the disc keeps making my computer crash.

I now know if a motorcyclist has an accident to leave his helmet on.
(learnt from thory test cd) This made me smile as in my younger days I used to wear pink sponge hair rollers under my crash helmet and then take out my rollers and comb my hair when I got to the place I was going to. I suppose if I had had an accident then they would have had a shock taking off my helmet. I did have a couple of accidents but I wore so much clothing (it was very cold) that I didn't get hurt.

The reason for the driving lessons after all this time is strange. I did take lessons in my early twenties but having a family made me give up, due to the cost. Whenever I go for a job interview people assume I can drive. I was actually given a job and then told I would have to visit different shops, when I said I couldn't drive it was embarrassing.

I want to drive now so I can take my mum out, she has been a bit depressed since my dad died and if I could take her out it would really help. I'm hoping I might pass this time and hopefully by the spring! My first lesson is on wednesday.

There seems such a lot to learn.

Yesterday I set off in the early morning mist to go to a car boot sale out in the pennines. The sun glinted through the dew sleepy looking sheep emerged from the strange lines of mist. it reminded me of those old oil paintings where you see a windmill in the mist.

I went along the country roads and the odd tractor was in the way, it was amazingly quiet.

On approaching the car boot sale which was surrounded by hills I could see in the field opposite a hot air balloon, just trying to take off, it looked surreal in the distance...a white ballon in a white mist. I wished I had taken my camera.

The sellers were setting up their stalls and the ground was wet, my feet soaking from the early morning dew. The smell of hot dogs filled the air and it seemed silent.

A tannoy struck up piercing the quiet... a thick lancashire accent started to talk.. it transpired that someone had lost their phone and the man on the tannoy was going to ring it, he wanted everyone to be quiet and listen to see if we could find it...I smiled in amusement..

usually I would look for antiques but not today my thoughts were filled with gardening and I ended up buying a strimmer for £3 which I thought was a real bargain (and works a treat). It was quite heavy and I carried my prize off to the car feeling really happy.

I have been unable to sleep much tonight. I woke at 3am and unable to get back to sleep decided to go on the internet. Feeling rather hungry I found a small trifle in the fridge, it was a mixed fruit trifle, I don't know why I just saw it and wanted it.

so I was looking at the news on the internet munching trifle and what do I see... a rather gruesome picture of a grandmother with a tooth in her eye enabling her to see. Whilst I can appreciate its good news, I so wish they hadn't put the photo on....particularly as I was munching a piece of peach at the time.

Toay we have a sea mist...perhaps its fog...Theres that chill in the air of autumn. .

I woke up and looked at my garden from the bedroom window. it looked really transformed I worked hard on it all day yesterday and it is taking shape...changing from a square of grass to a little paradise...

its amazing what we can achieve with a little effort and donated plants!

Monday morning and first day back at school. Its hard getting my children to go into school…as usual…
Its worse now they are teachers….

My photo of Mother Shiptons Cave, you can see the victorians used to dangle things over the well and they became petrified.

I thought it was an interesting place to visit, the cave was lit by small lanterns and looked pretty from a distance but a little eerie. It smelt a little odd too!

Today whilst at my computer I heard a car pull up, my eldest son had bought a new car and had driven up to see me. His first car.

we decided to go and see my other son and all sat in a semi circle around the new baby George (my new grandson) George was having his bottle and after finishing sat up and stared at our faces, he started to smile. We were all facinated at his small features. my eldest gransdon held him in his arms a little nervous at first but he was obviously delighted at holding such a small baby.

my son has a yorkshire terrier called oscar its a lovey tempered little dog, he looked a little bedraggled as he had been to a new grooming parlour and they had cut his hair too short. He looked rather odd, like he had escaped from prison or something similar.
oscar nestled up to me wanting a hug, he probably felt a lttle left out because everyones attention was on baby George.

My son split his garden plants yesterday and gave me half of each one, my garden is dreadfully lacking in plants and is just basically a large L shape of grass.

We have had constant rain here all week and yesterday was bad, I managed to put a few plants in but not all of them yesterday, included in my prizes was a large holly bush which looked really good, its already 6 ft tall.

This morning the garden was flooded the holly bush was under about a foot of water, I’m not sure to leave it where it is and hope it drains away or move it.

I managed to get the rest of the plants in but it was very muddy. I ended up running in to answer the phone and had got mud everywhere.

I wish this rain would stop, the wind is howling at night and everything is blown over some plants were uprooted.

It only seems to be the north that’s getting the bad weather!

I was thinking today of how colour can make you happy or sad.
I bought a purple jumper last week and when I wore it all day I felt miserable.
It just wasn’t a colour I felt comfortable in.

I once painted my bedroom in Purple thinking that the white wood on the windows and door it would look quite elegant.

The more I painted the more miserable I became, by the time I had finished painting my bedroom strangely had no corners anymore, it had become almost circular, it must have been the absence of light. As I lay to sleep it felt like the walls were closing in on me!

In the morning I re painted the room pink and white and its lovely!

I think pink is my colour, Whenever I wear it I feel so uplifted.

I wonder if colour affects other people the same way.

Today I have finished the antibiotics and feel a lot better.

Yesterday I felt dreadful and spent the afternoon in bed. I heard a knock at the door and as I wasn’t expecting anyone I jumped out of bed hurried down the stairs and slipped banging my head on the cupboard in the hallway.

Two unknown ladies were standing there with a look of religious rapture on their faces.
I stood in the doorway rubbing my head, trying to take in what they were saying…what did I think about Christianity one of the women asked? I was rubbing my head even more and managed to stammer the inspirational words “I don’t know”

I think she could see I was pretty ill, but she kept on talking. I didn’t want to be unkind, and eventually due to my lack of response and head rubbing she said she would call again another time.

I went back to bed and drifted in and out of sleep all day….