Stavertongirl
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I see the couple that took the sand could get up to 6 years in jail.
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I walk my dogs up a lane commonly known as Sandy Lane (used to lead to Sandy Hills an old quarry I think). Last time we went up there someone had dumped big lumps of concrete and plastic bags filled with rubble halfway up nearly blocking the path. Then further up there was another load of it dumped on the side (by the look of it builders rubbish). The second lot would have been dumped from a car/lorry possibly as there is vehicular access to the reservoir but the first lot was on a narrow path between two hedges so it must have been carried there.
The dumpers obviously aren’t bothered someone else’s problem now. Having done it once I have no doubt it will happen again. I just despair at some people’s attitude.
Another bugbear is people who talk loudly on their mobiles, especially on buses. Or the ones that have their eyes glued to their mobiles while walking and I have to dodge round them. For heavens sake get a life!
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Just got back from a walk with the boys to Wollaton Hall. Boys both fast asleep now, bit of a sensory overload for them I think, they didn’t know where to look or sniff, made a new friend Winnie the very attractive boxer (think Wolf asked her for a date he was very interested in her). I haven't been there for years, we used to bike there regularly when we were kids. Had a walk round the lake, with watering stops for boys and so we could sit down and have a ice lolly (us not the boys).
There are are some beautiful large stags there , they were laying under the trees in the area that is partly fenced off. They are really beautiful deer (think they will be the red deer) and some of the antlers were amazing. All in all very enjoyable.
There were 2 things that we noticed. There are big notices all over the deer enclosure telling you to keep at least 50m away from the deer (isn’t that about the length of a swimming bath), but there were people all round where the stags were lying within a few feet taking pictures etc some of them even had young toddlers. There were also young kids running around, one of the deer was obviously a bit spooked and was running around. Surely your common sense would tell you it was a bit close especially with kids, they are after all a wild animal and they are big.
Secondly there are notices telling you to keep dogs on a lead, my 2 are on flexi leads so can have a bit of freedom to do their doggy things but are still under control. But there were a lot of dogs running free. (Winnie was on a flexi lead as well which allowed mutual doggy greetings.) I know this is a bit of a bugbear with me, but it only takes a few unthoughtful dog owners to get us all tarred with the same brush.
Anyway it was a thoroughly enjoyable walk, boys enjoyed it and now I am going to join them in a nap!
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Didn’t know what to do today, don’t want to take boys out for their 5 mile walk and get them wet through so they stayed in and we just went to local cafe for pots of tea. Decided to go and have a look at Martins Pond, can remember it from my childhood ( many moons ago) when we used to catch sticklebacks and newts there. Frogs and tadpoles as well as far as I can remember. Getting shushed at by fisherman when we got too noisy. I knew they had built a new estate there so just wanted to see what was left of it.
It is still there, a nature reserve now I was pleased to see but is very overgrown. I have never seen bulrushes that tall, they towered over both of us. You can only get near the main pond at the end of the walk where we were mobbed by ducks and 2 moorhens wanting to be fed. To be honest it looks a bit neglected, but I suppose it is better that way for the wildlife. It was not at all how I remembered it, but perhaps it is the same with most childhood memories they become better with time.
Glad and we went, next time we will take something for the ducks and moorhens, brought back memories of old friends and happy carefree times.
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Having been quite successful with Alexa yesterday asked her to play small town murder latest episode whilst I am grooming my boys. She is answering my question “Why are butterfly wings coloured”.
I wonder if I am thinking one thing in my head and asking another (though why I would ask about butterfly wings I don’t know). Could it old age creeping up on me, could I have a technically savvy ghost, are my boys using it whilst I am in bed, has it been hacked, is Brock the spider creeping in and asking questions. Or could it be she just being a b***h and enjoys p*****g me off?
She is not going to win (she is at the moment) so I am going to set the other one up in the kitchen this afternoon, reverting to my trusty iPad this morning at least that does what I want (most of the time) to see if that is more compliant and if it is she will be consigned to the kitchen. If not I can argue with her in stereo!
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Getting a bit worried, that last post makes some sense! I tend to lay in bed wondering why I am not asleep yet.
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She seems to be behaving herself at the moment finding the next episodes. Probably lulling me into a false sense of security. Glad I got it when it was on offer in case I throw it out the window!
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Finally after battling with her all morning Alexa has finally found the podcast episode I want. She has tried to play me all sorts of strange things (even a religious thing at one point) and I have found myself arguing with her
I’m sure she gets impatient with me as sometimes she just switches herself off and I’m sure she sulks when I keep asking her for the same thing with the words swopped round to see if she can find it, plus she keeps advising me stitcher has some disturbing content (yes I know crime podcasts which are what I listen to).
Got to the stage where I am not sure if it is me (possibly my accent?) or her. I have got another echo to set up in kitchen but don’t know if I have the energy to argue with two to be honest
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Sorry to hear your news Jonab it never gets any easier no matter how many doggy friends we have.
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I took one of my boys to the vet this morning, nothing specific just seemed to have lost a bit of his “sparkle”, they are both 9 so thought best to have him checked. The vets I go to have a “walk in” from 8 until 11 so we set off at 8. He found the walk down quite interesting, would have been a lot quicker if he didn’t plant his feet and refuse to be moved until an interesting sniff had been investigated.
Got to the vets only 3 other dog owners there so not too bad. Ladies behind the counter were fussed (by Kai not me!) then we went to sit down avoiding the dog with the surgical collar on. First to be made friends with was a cockerpoo pup called Jackson, who was full of energy bouncing around all over the place and the seats. Seeing him on the seats Kai decided to get up too, now he weighs 38.6kg at the moment and is not easy to move if he doesn’t want to, so stern dog owner voice was called for. Ladies behind counter said it was okay for him to be on seats but my boys do not go on furniture, if they did I would be sitting on the floor.
Couple of other people came in, one with a cat who was meowing loudly which caught Kai’s interest, luckily they have a separate sitting area so he couldn’t go to investigate. Then there was a pug, Daisy, lots of “getting to know you” (always a bit worried when they greet small dogs as they can get a bit overpowering but Daisy took it all in her stride) and I am sure there was a bit of smooching!
Finally got got to see vet, clean bill of health, everything fine, could just be the weather (he doesn’t like the heat), advised to get them on a joint supplement because of their age. Paid the (small for a change) bill and came home. Kai was thoroughly sniffed by his brother, told him all about his adventure, had a drink and a nap. Normal service resumed.
Wolf did sulk a bit as I didn’t take him out, but he is going for a walk this afternoon to make up for Kai’s excursion.
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I go to Bulwell regularly, do a lot of shopping there, love the market. Always found it friendly and we regularly get chatted up in Costa, puts a spring in two ladies (of a certain age) steps. Prefer it to the town centre, just wish it had a Primark!
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2 hours ago, FLY2 said:
Drove through Misson, and near to Finningley. Cringed at the signs denoting Robin Hood Airport.
Most of the locals do too Fly. The full name is Doncaster Sheffield Robin Hood Airport, don’t know why Sheffield had to get their nose in. Local people wanted it called Finningley Airport (after the RAF base). Those in charge said people wouldn’t know where it was if it was called that.
Yorkshire is always trying to steal Robin Hood, had many animated discussions about that
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I don’t like them at all but would not kill one if I can avoid it (must admit I am like that with most things anyway, wasps being the occasional exception) they do consume flies after all so can’t be all bad.
He hasn’t done bad out of the deal, has somewhere warm and dry to live with food as well. So hopefully we can co-exist if he obeys the rules. Didn’t know they lived for a while, perhaps I should have mentioned rent or would I have had to declare him on my council tax form as a lodger?
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Went to let the boys out this morning and who was sitting in the middle of the floor in my side room? Brock the beast. So he has got into my kitchen, trekked across it, luckily not turned left but gone straight on. Got the boys outside without them trying to eat him (yuk) and then went back to where he was. He reacted by turning towards me, (aren’t they supposed to run away) and there we stood for a bit.
We had a discussion about this situation (he wasn’t very talkative just twitched occasionally) and have come to a compromise. He can catch all the flies that venture into that room but he is not allowed into the house. He is not allowed to go into the dog food bags that are in there and when I come into the room he must disappear into his hidey hole and not come out until I have left. He is not allowed to have friends over and will not be getting a key. If he sticks to this I will ignore him but if he doesn’t I will be chasing him again with my trusty broom (will be able to get him out the door now) and turfing him into next doors garden.
He gave me a long hard stare and then (very fastly) scuttled under the tumble dryer.
I bet he was laughing as he went as he has now got loads of places to hide if I have to chase him. Don’t know which is worse knowing where he is or not knowing.
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Spectacular lightening show last night. Think it was sheet lightening? I love thunderstorms, comes from my grandma who loved them and we would stand at her door and watch the lightening. She told me it was giants bowling in the Sky. The thunder was the ball rolling down the alley and the lightening was the ball striking the pins. I think that is why I have never been frightened of them. Mother Nature at her magnificent best.
Unfortunately my two boys don’t like them so I was up with them at 2am, then fell asleep on settee and woke up again at 4am when to went back to bed.
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Possibly and the ET’s told us not to go back!
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In answer to BK, it wont be a small bonsai tree, love them but too much trouble to do. It will be about 2’ high, just a case of keep taking off new growth so it becomes a miniature tree. (Will try and get a picture when she looks a bit healthier but not promising as I have only managed to get pictures on site once despite numerous attempts following the same instructions.) Going to get an acorn from the woods we go in and try it with an oak, I just love them.
I have never “gardened” before but am rapidly collecting a lot of plants and repotting etc, suppose it isn’t real gardening but am becoming obsessed. I find myself gravitating towards the plants in the supermarkets we go to. I have got a quote (ouch!) to get front and back garden paved so will just have pots in back garden. At the rate I am going it will become a full time job looking after them and repotting the ones my boys knock over whilst investigating/running around them.
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Thanks Brew and Fly for the information. My back garden gets sun all day as it is south facing, so have moved her into my side room off the kitchen near the french windows to see if that helps. I am going to “bonsai” her so I wont end up with a full grown tree in there! She looks good there actually.
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Help needed. Why are the leaves on my acer going white at the tips and then brown and crinkly. It is Still producing new leaves. Am I over or under watering it or doesn’t it like too much direct sun?
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We used to go to Llandudno for our holidays with my parents many years ago in the late fifties/early sixties. Isn’t there some sort of a tram that goes up the Great Orme? I can remember trekking up it quite a bit, I am fairly sure my dad met Randolph Turpin at the top once. Also went to Conway and Caernarvon (spelling?) as my dad had a thing about castles.
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I haven’t seen Brock The Beast for a while so decided to venture into my conservatory. Opened the door announced that I was coming in and then jumped in a bit like Jackie Chan with both hands raised and saying aaaha. Jumped round to face the door and waited. I fully expected to see him reclined on my chair, drink in one leg, fag in another, just chilling but there was nothing. Bit spooky really.
Hopefully this means he has either moved out (hooray) or popped his clogs (oh no I hope I didn’t hurt him). Checked around and there are no webs or deceased flies to be seen.
There is one other explanation unfortunately, perhaps he has managed to get into the house which doesn’t bear thinking about. So I have hoovered beneath everything I could and moved things I couldn’t to hoover behind them. He is probably sat somewhere safe laughing at me. I am getting quite neurotic (spelling?) about him, keep thinking I see him sauntering across the floor. Can they climb stairs, will have to google that or perhaps not, I don’t want to know.
My dad always said they are more frightened of you than you are of them but somehow I don’t think Brock is that worried to be honest.
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Not a parent but my nan used to say “I can’t hear you I haven’t got my glasses on
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I don’t kill spiders unless really necessary, much prefer to catch them and let them go outside, they do more good than harm. Killing them is easy, catching is the problem.
I take my hat off to you Margie you are far braver than me. Picking them up would be one of my worst nightmares
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A long while ago I worked for legal department that had a firm of solicitors who were Jewish. They had an office in our department. They would open out envelopes that mail had come in and use them as notepaper, it became a running joke with both him and the rest of the staff. He did say “how do you think I got all my money”. In other ways he and his son, who was a partner in the firm as well, were very generous, his staff were treated very well. Anyone who had a birthday in the department was always treated to a large bunch of flowers and a cake. Nice people who would also help out with any legal problems which they did once for me. Couldn’t fault them.
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After a spiderless few weeks I came home tonight after a pleasant couple of hours at the local pub to find a humganeous (spelling?) monster on my living room wall. Thought it was Brock from my side store room but he has been sticking to the rules of his tenancy just coming out occasionally to say hello. This one was even bigger, perhaps his dad looking for him? With trepidation I went to get my trusty spider catching kit (minus the brush this time) and got back into the room and with horror saw it disappearing behind my sofa. No way was I going to sit on my sofa with that monster lurking behind me.
So I sat in my chair (back to the window) with my boys for protection at my feet. Waited for a while but it did not emerge. Then I came up with a plan. I would put a podcast on Alexa (she is starting to do as I ask recently) and do some knitting so it will think I have forgotten about it. After about an hour I saw it come out quite brazenly as if it owned the place.
In one swift movement (that any ninja would have been proud of) I jumped over my boys and got my plastic container over it on the wall. So there we were eyeball to eyeball and it just sat there glaring at me, this isn’t supposed to happen it should be scared and obligingly fall into my container not just sit there. What is it with Nottingham spiders they certainly have attitude.
So I gently moved the container and it just sat there clinging to the wall, so I jiggled it about a bit and then a bit more but the flipping thing was just being uncooperative and just sat there. It was almost saying do your worst I am up for it. So I juggled it aggressively and it finally conceded and fell into the container. I held it up and looked at it but then realised it was trying to climb out so I ran through the house, I had left the lid in the kitchen, and one very unhappy spider now resides in my neighbours garden.