Archive | December, 2012

That’s Life..

16 Dec

There’s been a derailment in boatbirdland this week.

I won’t talk about it here – it’s still unravelling, personal and way too raw. Suffice to say that life has poked me in the eye and given my shins a damn good kicking. Like it does from time to time.

My vision of the future is somewhat scuppered and many questions, for now, go unanswered.

I’ve long believed that none of us has control of events. Not really. We may think we can influence the way our life shapes up and, to a certain extent, I suppose we can but in the end it will have us. And it’s just had me. Again.

Coping mechanisms vary (and of course some poor folk don’t cope at all) but what works for me is to slow it all down. One day, one step, one thing at a time. So I’m in slo mo mode but take strength from the constants that do still remain.

Notably Hobo, my cosy cocoon.

She nurtures and comforts, as does everything that goes with life afloat. I can draw something positive from the simple things it gives.

Like the sun that shone so brightly through my bedroom porthole this morning, making a perfectly bright, golden disc on the opposite wall. And another, right above it; this one shimmering and dancing as it is reflected off the river.

Little things. Lots of little things. They will mend me. In time.

And you know the other thing that is priceless?


I have some class A friends who, in the absence of class A drugs, keep my head in the right place and give me hope.

Thank you all. x

Ode to Jo

6 Dec

Here she is, the birthday girl – 58 – no never!

She’s clever and funny

Pretty and sunny

And we’ve been friends foreverscan0186

Growing up in Higham Ferrers – our stomping ground was Rushden

Mates through school

The queens of cool

Excepting when it came to men


Yeah, we got that wrong from time to time but never fought about it

We loved and lost

Sometimes at cost

Supporting each other when all went to shitscan0241

We travelled together all over the place – we sure had some surprises

Sometimes near – sometimes far

Southwold, Jersey, Canada

J & A Enterprises.scan0181scan0166

Such times we had back in the day –  some breakfast or dinner out eh?

We never lost touch

Lord no, not as such

Still best of buddies to this dayscan0188

I’m posting these pics – I’m so bloody mean

We may  look daft

But bugger we laughed

All great fun – good and cleanscan0040scan0041scan0042scan0175scan0184

This one’s for you pal – so forget all those cares

I hope that my rhyming

For once makes good timing

With apologies to Pam Ayres

So now I sing ‘Happy Birthday to You’

Have a great day

Don’t work – just play!

And I didn’t once mention the poo…scan0047Oops!