Daily Archives: October 30, 2009

Weathered Emotions

LBC Members: Ashok, Conrad, Gaelikaa, Helen, Judy, Magpie 11, MariaMarianna, & Ramana and I are all ready willing and able to turn our thoughts to Weather and Emotions the topic chosen for us this week by Conrad.


Horrible Weather
Staying in bed weather
Cuddling up close weather
Ignoring the world weather

Warm Weather
Go for swim weather
Take a walk weather
Picnic weather

By Alison Smith

Wet Wet Wet are a pop band that formed in Clydebank, Scotland during the 1980s. They scored a number of hits in the British charts and around the world. The band comprises Marti Pellow (vocals), Tommy Cunningham (drums, vocals), Graeme Clark (bass, vocals) and Neil Mitchell (keyboards, vocals). A fifth, unofficial member, Graeme Duffin (lead guitar, vocals), has been with them since 1983.   OK. OK. I stole this information from Wikipedia since I am not a pop fan and only knew of the band by name.  Please do not ask me to name any of their hits as I would not know them.

‘Wet Wet Wet’ in Ireland, perfectly describes our weather for most of the year.  The rain comes in more varieties than Heinz Beans!  We have clouds so heavy with moisture that they look like fog and the water therein hangs in the air to lazy to fall, so it just soaks in through your clothes and pores until it reaches deep into every bone and joint.  This is commonly known as Irish mist, not to be confused with Irish Mist, the coloured stuff that comes in bottles and Americans use to make Irish Coffee (Boy, did that send my emotions and blood pressure sky high [it is a liqueur whiskey to be savoured without addition of coffee and full cream] and even more so when I saw a clip of somebody top the drink with cream from a can!  Sure they might as well have used shaving foam. 🙄 ).

Next we have what Portia describes in The Merchant of Venice as: ‘It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven’…. It might be from heaven and it might be gentle, but when it goes on for days on end it feels more like Hell! It might well be perfect for the garden, but is certainly not perfect for my bones.  Sure ’tis no wunder so many turn to the demon drink in Ireland!

There are ‘April showers’ those short sharp showers, enough to keep down the dust and wash the faces of the flowers in readiness for the sun to peep from behind a cloud.  But being Ireland, this phenomena happens whether it is April or any of the other months, and the sun forgets to play the game properly, leaving us dull dark and damp.

Then we have winter rain, take your choice… well we don’t actually have any choice about it!  It can fall  straight and unending from a sky that is dark and menacing looming no higher than a two story house, or driving icy and slanted by the wind until it cuts into your face like a sharp dagger or pounding and bouncing off the ground like bullets from an M16 rifle.

It is all a very long way from the gentle Nursery Rhyme I learned as a child, with not a mention of rain…

Blow wind, blow
And go, mill, go:
That the miller
May grind his corn;
That the baker may take it,
And into rolls make it
And bring us some
Hot in the morn.

The Sound of Silence

OMG!  This house is quiet!!!

Elly has now resigned from nursing duties and returned to her Love Nest in Dublin.  I was down there from Sunday to Wednesday afternoon.  It worked well for several reasons… she had a couple of training sessions on Tuesday and Wednesday morning, it gave me the opportunity to try a long journey in the car with one stop for coffee and a walk before getting back in for the final hour.  I was a little stiff when we arrived, but still had no pain.  The area around Elly’s house is very flat and all roads and pavements are new (no pot holes!) I managed plenty of walking without the crutches and I also practised walking up and down her stairs PROPERLY.

Yesterday I went for my review at the Hospital.  I walked in sans crutches and everyone was really pleased and amazed with my progress.  I now have permission to start driving my car once more.  Since it has a manual stick-shift, I need to practice a few exercises on the pedals first. The plan was to take the car out of the garage when we came home but the rain had other ideas.  It is also Mid-Term holiday for the schools so very wet weather, hyper kids and harassed mothers are enough to put off the first run in the car for a day or two.

Next week.  I will try it next week!

Everyone seems amazed at how quickly I got back on my feet.  I think that knowing Elly had only a limited time available to help me, was the reason.  If there was somebody calling everyday to help, then the need to push forward and try harder would not have been there.  So Great credit must go to Nurse Hitler Elly, George, Niamh, Darragh and Lesley for the part you played in my recovery.

So what restrictions are still in place?  I am not allowed to vacuum for another three weeks, never to cross my knees again or do any silly twisting.

But the good news is: I can ditch the pillow and have a toyboy between my knees if I want! 🙄

Now I will see you at 5pm…. if i can tear myself away. 😉