Contrary to speculation, I have not evaporated from the face of the earth (yet), or run away with a soldier, I am just having fun. Fun. FUN!
Sunday: I was dumped, but it became a Pink day.*
Monday: Buffy learned how to use my sewing machine, then it was time for a long rest in preparation for the busy stuff….
Tuesday: A little retail therapy, finding little gems of shops, all noted for further investigation.
Wednesday: It was Ladies Day – Lunching, driving, talking, walking, visiting and even more eating, all interspersed with great big helpings of laughter, hugs and doggy licks. Three dogs in total.
Thursday: Today it will be the turn of not one but two Grannymar Toyboys! There is no point in doing things by halves. No. I will not tell you what we plan to do. It might be a looooooooong day!
Friday: Goodness knows what I’ll get up to tomorrow! 😉 😉
Saturday: I’ll try very hard not to get thrown off a Bridge!
It might well be next week before I have time to sit down, draw breath and catch up with all my blog reading and commenting.
Here is a little of the Pink to keep you going.
All the bicycles (over 1,000) brought to the recycling centre over several months, were gathered, cleaned up and painted pink. There is another tree like the one above, adorning a roundabout/rotary elsewhere in the Borough and umpteen placed on streets, outside or inside shops to celebrate the Giro d’Italia‘s first visit to Northern Ireland.
Years ago, before recycling became the norm and a’ money for rubbish’ income for all city and borough councils, we took our rubbish, non bin-able, to the local dump. Renamed, upgraded and money making, they are busy working hubs providing employment and cutting down on lazy dumping across the countryside.
Glad you’re back – I was beginning to wonder where you were. The mind boggles at today’s shenanigans tho! Just tell them to be gentle with you 🙂
Cathy, Like Cinders, I was not home until after midnight, but did manage to keep my glass slippers! I am so fortunate with the friends that I have made over the years, all because of blogging and they look after me as if I was an ancient treasure! Wait now. I am ancient, what ever about a treasure! 😆
FUN . . . is good.
Nancy, Fun, sun and plenty of laughter with temperatures of 18°C, what more could I ask for. I walked through Dublin today in a short sleeved top and slacks. No coat! It must be a couple of years since I did that.
I’m glad you’re not lost and having fun not being lost.
Mike, the craic (fun) is mighty!
Good to read you 😉
Another couple of days to go, before I come back down to ground level!
A cycle of recycled cycles? I need a cold compress for my fevered brow …
It’ll be pink elephants, next.
Col, I’ll look out for the pink elephants tomorrow!
Pink gins may help!
I might try those tonight if I have enough Toyboys to carry me home! 😉
Love it and enjoy your time 😀
WWW, this week is not a chapter, it is a whole book of adventure!
Well, I would be interested in reading more about your toy boys!
Gigi, the Toyboys have been increasing in number since 2008. All good genuine caring guys,that I have met through blogging. They treat me with respect and care, I am honoured to know them.
We have a tea shop near us called ‘the pink bicycle.’ Your city fathers must have exported a few of them.
Dianne, these were all scrap bicycles and parts, painted pink for the Giro d’Italia. They certainly brightened up the countryside.
I love the bicycle tree! And good for you–play as long as you can! Don’t stop until it isn’t fun any more! ox
I am well rested and ready for the next adventure!
Nothing like being kept busy!
It has been one amazing week!