Our first Armistice Day without the Queen. I once heard that we wear poppies because of the poem, In Flanders Fields, but don’t trust me if you’re in a pub quiz! It’s good to think about Ukraine today too and remember those lost during this awful war. Today, Ukrainians are raising their national flag in central Kherson after Ukraine forces swept through the area and Russian forces withdrew. Bugger off back to the Kremlin!!! Who would have thought Ukraine could have achieved this. 🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦
With Christmas fast approaching, I’ve been asked what I’d like. I will ask for slippers, a big sewing box and some Clarins. Secretly though, most of all I’d like a little octopus, but I really don’t think I could (or would want to) deal with a marine tank. Scientists recently discovered the first ever octopuses nursery! There were over 1000 octopuses there, caring for their eggs. Octopuses have always interested me so much and would be better to watch than the tv. I don’t know why there isn’t a better plural – octopi or something. A group of octopuses is called a consortium. Tooty Frooties – when did they disappear?
I’m working on ‘When You Believe’, the Whitney/Carey (Mariah not Jim) cheesy powerhouse from the 80’s. I though am doing the Prince of Egypt, film version. It has a bridge of odd little excerpts which I think are either Hebrew or Klingon. It’s been totally stuck in my head and I found I was singing it (if I’m walking, I’m singing/humming and may need professional help) as I walked along the high street this afternoon. Perfectly autumnal, sunny and crisp. Glorious. Sometimes I forget to get myself out and enjoy what’s around me. Today, Nige and I would have walked and sat in cafes. I do actually feel better about the whole Nige thing, although this time of year will lack our unique form of merriment. I’m thankfully feeling more or less done with it. I’ll miss aspects of my friendship with him hugely, but in life there’s always quite a lot of missings which we have no choice but to accept. I do though think I’ve had my fair share of wrong’uns, thank you very much. I will stop fretting now and just eat some Maltesters (No!!).