Wimpishness

This morning I stood warming through under a hot shower spray and realised I was a wimp; I have given in to autumnal temperatures. I reflected on my subservience to chill factors....while heat played on my cellulite I realised
a) the dryer is up in the utility room and is festooned with tights and jeans while outside heavy, sodden T shirts hang sadly on the line.
b) I was so cold in bed that I have swopped the 4.5togs for 9.5tog duvets before October 1st.
c)I have brought the indoor plants in from the patio where they have spent the summer; to thank and reward me for the warmth they have all broken out into flower.
d)I have worn a jumper today!In fact I have installed shorts and T shirts on the ceiling shelf above the wardrobe and brought sweaters and cardigans down from on high.
e)We have had the central heating on and the lounge fire.



So days are getting shorter and the porch light needs to be put on earlier- there is the doorbell......




...and to think H1 braved the drift of rain to play golf while the Ladies dodged walking and went to the cinema at the Gate wherein Julia Roberts was (painfully) finding herself. Newgate Street seems so much darker and narrower between Darn Crook and Clayton Street.




We have attended a really interesting (honest!) talk on 'Diversification in Farming in Northumberland' (Think farm shops, Northumbrian cheeses AND Doddington's Icecream and it becomes more interesting!).
We have walked 6 miles back to Wallington from up near Cambo and managed to avoid any forecast showers.
I have read much of 'Miss Garnet's Angel' and wondered why I wasn't struck on Venice the twice I waded through the grafitti, muck and rain that greeted me there; maybe Angel Raphael wasn't guiding me inspite of my links with his/her celestial body at school.



I baked for hours and realised how wonderful friends are who make massive efforts to bake to help one; M, M, A and B all arrived laden with cakes and muffins to add to my trays which sold well at D3's Family Fun day.



I am thinking political , philosophical thoughts....

I wonder how new Labour leader Ed Miliband will handle 'the House' when the unions put him in while the party, MPs, and MEPs voted his brother in; apparently Ed is not married to the woman who has(&is) bearing his children and has not put his name on the birth certificates- what a role model for the country- I won't be voting for him.



According to letters to our MP which she has forwarded to me in response to my emails, it looks like the coalition Government will cut their financial input for medical research which charities fund; I have also signed a petition to plead with the coalition government as it looks as though (Early Day Motion 413) the coalition may stop funding free school meals; I know parents should feed their children but in the event that they don't, why punish the poor and vulnerable who have no voice? It seems the poorer echelons of society are carrying the can for what the bankers caused (& who are still getting big bonuses).

Where are my banners and duffle coat from the Sixties?