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The Gentle Thunder of Anniversaries

Posted in HOME with tags , , on July 2, 2009 by echostains

It may be too late for hinting, but I'd like these please

It may be too late for hinting, but I'd like these please

You can get them here
After another humid stuffy day (stuffed with sunshine that is) the sky is rumbling and getting ready for another downpour.  We are celebrating our wedding anniversary today (20 years married) and 27 years together. 
Cor, this Kakiemon teapot is nearly as old as me... c. 1700

Cor, this Kakiemon teapot is nearly as old as me... c. 1700

I’ve just looked up what the appropriate present is for 20 years….and it’s china!  This could mean another
teapot………THIS ONE PLEASE (Hey I can wish can’t I lol!)


All wrapped up and ready

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on March 17, 2009 by echostains


Well everything is almost in place for the wedding.  I have more or less got everything together.  My fascinator is fascinating (now I have more of an idea how to wear it), and away I will go!

I celebrate being 6 months smokefree with a rant

Posted in HOME, RANTINGS, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 6, 2008 by echostains


Whale's shoulder bone

Whale's shoulder bone



What does it mean to get on ones wick?  People are always saying it to me.  Is it a whaling term? I thought.  I had been reading a book called ‘In the Heart of the Sea’, by Nathaniel Philbrick.  It is about the sinking of the Nantucket whaling ship the Essex: the kind of forerunner of Moby Dick. I actually saw a whales shoulder bone in a cabinet in The Royal Children pub in Nottingham.  It was massive.  That pub had a licence to light its lamps from whale oil because of its whaling connection, not sure if it still has it or not.



 But I digress, as usual.  I found out where the term came from to ‘get on ones wick’….and I had to laugh! Trust me!  so typical…




 But I digress (again and this is beginning to become a habit: lose one habit: – get one free).  I was standing at a bus stop today, happily minding my own business.  It was raining and I was sheltering under the canopy of the bus stop.  A woman joined me.  Within seconds she had lit up a fag.  She in turn was joined by another woman, who also lit up.  They in turn were joined by a man who also lit up!  So, there were three people smoking, with me in the middle (a non smoker of 6 months).  Then another woman joined us: she took one look at all the smoke and stomped out of the bus shelter and stood in the rain.  I should have joined her really but just then the bus came.  Why should a person be driven to stand in the rain because they are in the minority.  I hate moaning about this.   I always said there was nothing worse than a reformed smoker/drinker etc and I don’t want to go on about it.  But I can now see where these people are coming from – or I would if I could see through the vicious miasma that is gunging up my lungs AND my vision!