Ramblings from the Isle of Wight...One...Angry Irish Lady

The Isle visit was different this year......a pilgrimage for Legs (aka Marion) who sadly passed away in November. More of that later.

Whilst out walking to Totland this bright, sunny morning, Mucky and I  were off route as usual and struggling to make sense of where we were aiming to begin the walk, even with a map.

"Look...a person!" I believe it was Mucky who spotted her first. I just saw the dog. I cant resist dogs...and babies.

This elderly lady (older than us) was taking her pooch for a walk. She looked friendly enough and in fact was. ( Dog was happy to be stroked).
She helped with navigation and conversation soon turned to general world matters.(Dog being petted by all).


It soon became apparent that she had the most negative view of the whole of man(and woman) kind in that she believed the human race should die out quickly ( note my use of the word "should" and not "could" here) because of the harm they have inflicted on the environment.

Now, I am a great environmentalist as my friends will attest to and I also take the shame on what we human have done. But there our opinions differed. (Dog continued to enjoy petting but was sitting down at this point)

She maintained that humans had done nothing good and had destroyed the planet single handedly
and thus should be exterminated...which she said was going to happen in 20 years anyway (???)

Now...believe me when I say I tried very hard to give her reason for optimism, relating all the medical advances, all the lets clear up the single use plastic stuff, even the re introduction of wolves to Yellowstone. (She was totally bemused and resistant to this, especially the wolves thing) (Dog now laying down to be petted and Mucky , who was  feeling uncomfortable about my dogged determination to convert this nihilist to my way of thinking , sat down next to the dog.)

I tried and tried but, as Mucky pointed out later, she was clearly a daily mail reader who could not justify any of her arguments or statements, especially the "we will all be dead in 20years" thing.
 So, dear reader, (?) I ended the conversation saying that she should keep the faith and if not she might as well go home, get a gun and shoot herself.

It was at this point that Mucky gasped, I realised I had encouraged a senior to take her own life and we decided to move on. (Dog was whining at this point)

In the unlikely event that the angry leprechaun reads this...Im sorry. I didnt mean it.
Why cant I just nod sagely and say "yes"? 
Because thats not me. Show me the evidence is me and try to see some good in people for Gods sake!

Hello Elliot

Hi Elliot
This ones for you. Its bits of my life since 2006. I hope you find some of it amusing. Dont tell me if you dont...I may have to kill you! (Thats a joke!!)

Wedge woman and Florrie Weeble..the adventures... Chapter 1

Wedge woman awoke, feeling even more "wedgie "than usual. It was to be an enjoyable day going with Bodgit to see Florrie Weeble.
Should she ...  1. get up, dress rapidly (sans washing) and get on the superhula hoops bit of the wifit?
                        2. get up ,dress rapidly (apres ablutions) and eat some porridge in front of Bear Grylls                             Born Survivor?
                         3. Stay in bed and drink the tea that was now cold because she had gone back to                                       sleep?
Yes, indeed, it was number 3.
Closely followed by option 4 which was to waste at least 30minutes on facebook doing Island Adventure, chess , scrabble and lexulous. Any pokes? No...a few likes.Ok
Ablutions of a sort followed...then option 2 after checking the FITBIT to see how many steps she had not taken this morning.

Why am I so effing fat?? she yelled in her head. Why indeed reader, after no exercise, porridge in front of Bear Grylls and general sloth so far..can you guess why ?.

The aged uncle..R.I.P

I should have written at the time...it happened three years ago. The demise of the aged uncle that is. Two months before his 100 th birthday. God bless him....he never did get that polish money back but now he wont need it anyway.

A quick hello

Well, blow me down! Its been about 3 years I think! Here I am using my bloggy as a displacement activity because , although I want to go into the garden. its a bit chilly and so Im here instead.
So much has happened over those three years that would take far too long to tell you , my faithfull readers (none?) just now so Ill save it. Just touching base and feeling in a much better place than I was back then. Sugarpuff? Im not holding my breath anymore!

An update on the eldest

Just in case anyone ever reads this when Im dead and gone.....the update on my eldest is that he has turned so many circles that he is a well rounded , sensible (ish) man now and takes responsibility for his own actions. I love him , and his brother, to bits and hope he forgives me for writing that stuff all those years ago xxx

The walk...with Stanley and Livingstone.

It began as all our walks do with loads of laughs and chat.

And......as all our walks seem to....getting lost on the way to the start of the walk.

Mucky and Legs were very understanding but after yours truly had spent at least 20 minutes driving round in circles through Langley (via Aberdeen!) we all decided that the station would be a good place from which to get directions.

This wasnt helped by the fact that the guy behind the counter thought he was such a joker.....several polite titters from me later and he finally gave up the "go out of here and look for the Bulls Jumper then turn right at the Leaping Frog after youve climbed to the top of the church spire and put the England flag up....etc etc" and told us where to go.

So...we did.And , of course, by this time it was lunchtime so we found a pub.The coach and horses. Sky TV but no food.Moving swiftly on past the alms houses. 

Its been so long that Ive forgotten this one.Ill try and remember for some other time.BTW I dont think this was the walk but ...what the hell...its a nice pic anyway!