Picture Funnies / Housebuilding / Funnies / Piano Stairs...

Well this is one babe you can't fool !!!





Hi Folks,

As you know Rob and I have been spending a lot of time recently re-decorating and re-carpeting our home we're nearly finished and are totally knackered. The thought of actually 'building the house' fills me with total dread and complete admiration for anyone who would attempt to build their home. I've found mind you, that when someone is looking after something which is not theirs - or going to be theirs the care taken of it is never the same ... human nature I guess !

I know this is straying off the subject but when I saw the next item in my mail-box my aged brain thought it would kind of fit in with our present situation. It doesn't' really' but just try and bear with me ... I'm old you see - and I enjoyed the story - so have a decco !!

The Carpenter's House ...

An elderly carpenter was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family.

He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by. The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.

When the carpenter finished his work and the builder came to inspect the house, the contractor handed the front-door key to the carpenter. "This is your house, " he said, "my gift to you."

What a shock! What a shame! If he had only known he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had built none too well.

So it is with us. We build our lives in a distracted way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realized that we would have done it differently.

Think of yourself as the carpenter. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity. The plaque on the wall says, "Life is a do-it-yourself project." Your life tomorrow will be the result of your attitudes and the choices you make today.

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Some Funnies from Joke of the Day ...

FIRST TIME USHERS:
A little boy in church for the first time watched as the ushers passed around the offering plates. When they came near his pew, the boy said loudly, "Don't pay for me, Daddy. I'm under five."

PRAYERS:
The Sunday School teacher asked, "Now, Johnny, tell me, do you say prayers before eating?"

"No, sir," he rplied. "We don't have to. My mom is a good cook!"

CLIMB THE WALLS:
"Oh, I sure am happy to see you," the little boy said to his grandmother on his mother's side. "Now maybe Daddy will do the trick he has been promising us."

The grandmother was curious. "What trick is that?" she asked.

"I heard him tell Mommy that he would climb the walls if you came to vist," the little boy answered.

THE MOOD RING:
My husband bought me a mood ring the other day. When I'm in a good mood, it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a red mark on his forehead.

THE WATER PISTOL:
When my three-year-old son opened the birthday gift from his Grandmother, he discovered a water pistol. He squealed with delight and headed for the nearest sink.

I was not so pleased. I turned to Mom and said, "I'm surprised at you. Don't you remember how we used to drive you crazy with water guns?"

Mom smiled and then replied, "I remember."

LIFE AFTER DEATH:
"Do you believe in life after death?" the boss asked one of his employees.

"Yes, sir," the new employee replied.

"Well, then, that makes everything just fine," the boss went on. "After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother's funeral, she stopped in to see you!"
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This sure looks like fun doesn't it ?



Cheers from the land of the Tartan, Love Kate xxx.

Westminster Bridge /Wallpaper / Funnies ...

Good Morning folks .........

Wonder if those old stonemasons were having a laugh ??
On Westminster Bridge in London at noon, a strange phenomenon happens when sunlight passes through the balustrade of the bridge, forming a small army of well erm...... see for yourself...


I love the next floral pattern it looks to be a sort of Cherry Blossom bush or tree and am looking to buy some for one of the walls in my bedroom, I've searched everywhere and as yet have been unable to trace where I can buy some... can't even remember where I found the picture so can't trace the pattern that way, should anyone know where I would be able to trace some I would be very much obliged ... Thanks !

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Short funny story of a sick child and his Mother ...

A child came crying to his mother and complained that he has severe stomach-ache. She told him, “It is because your belly is empty. Come and have some food.” The child obeyed.

The next day the mother had a heavy head ache.The child consoled her, saying innocently, “Mommy, it is because your head is empty!”

On another occasion, the curious child asked his mother, “Mommy, why are some of your hairs turning grey?” She tried to use this occasion to reform him. “It is because of you, dear. Every bad action of yours will turn one of my hairs grey!” The child replied innocently, “Now I know why your mother has only grey hairs on her head.”

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They're back ... Thank God for church ladies with typewriters. These sentences actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services:

The sermon this morning: "Jesus Walks on the Water."
The sermon tonight: "Searching for Jesus."
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Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
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Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.
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Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.
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This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park
across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.
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The Associate Minister unveiled the church's new tithing
campaign slogan last Sunday: "I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours."
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and here's some funnies from ... Joke of the day. com site ...

CHILDREN'S SERMON:
One Easter Sunday morning as the minister was preaching the children's sermon, he reached into his bag of props and pulled out an egg. He pointed at the egg and asked the children, "What's in here?"

"I know!" a little boy exclaimed. "Pantyhose!"

SUPPORT A FAMILY:
The prospective father-in-law asked, "Young man, can you support a family?"

The surprised groom-to-be replied, "Well, no I was just planning to support your daughter. The rest of you will have to fend for yourselves."

GRANDMA'S AGE:
Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was.
Grandma answered, "89 and holding."
Johnny thought for a moment, and then said,
"And how old would you be if you let go?"



Cheers from the land of the Tartan, Love Kate xxx.

Peace Filled Pictures/ Indian Myth/Crowded Train/ Video .

Peace ...
Tranquility ...

Calm ...



Hi There Folks,

An ancient Indian Creation myth ...

After creating the earth God started to design creatures. At first he created the Seashell. The Seashell had quite a boring life: The shell opens, water runs through; the shell closes. Open, close, open close… all day long.

Next God created the Eagle. The Eagle had the freedom to fly over oceans and land and he had the ability to reach even the highest mountains. For the Eagle there were almost no limits – but for this freedom he had to pay a price! Day in and day out he had to fight for prey to feed himself and his offspring. It was not easy – however he was happy to pay this price.

Finally God created Man. He showed him the Seashell and then the Eagle and asked him to decide which life he wants to live. Even today we face the same big choice:

Do you want the life of the Seashell or do you choose the life of the Eagle?

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Oooopppsss ...

The train was quite crowded, and a U. S. Marine walked the entire length looking for a seat, but the only seat left was taken by a welldressed, middle-aged, French woman's poodle. The war-weary Marine asked, "Ma'am, may I have that seat?"The French woman just sniffed and said to no one in particular"Americans are so rude. My little Fifi is using that seat."The Marine walked the entire train again, but the only seat left was under that dog."Please, ma'am. May I sit down? I'm very tired." She snorted, "Not only are you Americans rude, you are also arrogant!"

This time the Marine didn't say a word; he just picked up the littledog, tossed it out the train window, and sat down.The woman shrieked, "Someone must defend my honour! This American should be put in his place!"An English gentleman sitting nearby spoke up, "Sir, you Americans seem to have a penchant for doing the wrong thing. You hold the fork in the wrong hand. You drive your cars on the wrong side of the road. And now, sir, you seem to have thrown the wrong **tch out the window...
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I have spent over a week in very close contact with 'Dear' Rob attempting to clean up and decorate three rooms of our house and must admit that I have been tempted to toss my 'Dear heart' out of the flippen window...... arrrgghhh! It would not have been surprising if I had completely 'lost it' !!! and really gone doolally..... In fact this wee video just about hits the nail on the head along with the implement used by this harassed wee wifie ....... Oh how I know how she felt when she wielded it hehehe...



Message to Self.. REMEMBER Rudyard Kipling's words.

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling



Cheers from the land of the Tartan, Love Kate xxx.
P.S. Autumn Photos are from Judy's site ' Memories are made of this '...

Friday Funnies /St Paddy-s Day / Mr. Gorsky / Neil Armstrong Video.

Hi Folks,

Is this picture not the epitome of fun and enjoyment it seems to shout out Yippppeeee!!




I'm still up to my eyes in paintwork at the moment though at the latter stages of doing me artist's bit - so I have just put up some funnies for yer deliberation, so I hope you enjoy them!!

Aussie Humour ...

A Northern Territories ranch hand, radios back to his Ranch Manager, over 100 miles away.

'Boss, I got one helluva problem out here..... I hit a ruddy pig with
the truck. The pig seems to be 'OK', but he's real stuck in the 'roo-bars on the
front, he is wriggling and squealing so badly, ah just can't get 'im out.

The manager says,'Ok, there's a .... 303 Rifle behind the seat in the
rack, take it out and shoot the pig, then you should be able to remove it.'

Five minutes later the ranch hand calls him back...'I did exactly what you said
Boss. Took the gun out, shot the pig in the head and removed him from
the bull-bars. No problem there, but I still cannot go on ' ?

'So what's the ruddy problem na mate?' raged the annoyed Manager.

"Well boss, it's like this ....his motor-bike....its stuck under the truck's wheel arch
and the bloody blue light on the back, it won't stop flashing..'

' Hullo...............................................'ullo Boss - you still there ? '

OOOOPPPSSS !!

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Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all day and most of the night celebrating St Patrick's Day. Mick, the bartender says, 'You'll not be drinking anymore tonight, Paddy'. Paddy replies, 'OK Mick, I'll be on my way then'. Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off. He falls flat on his face. 'Damn' he says and pulls himself up by the stool and dusts himself off. He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on his face, "Damn!"

He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that if he can just get to the door and some fresh air he'll be fine. He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up to the door frame. He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the sidewalk and falls flat on his face..

'By'Jeebers .... I'm a little crocked,' he says. He can see his house just a few doors down, and crawls to the door, hauls himself up the door frame, opens the door and shimmies inside. He takes a look up the stairs and says 'No damn' way'. He crawls up the stairs to his bedroom door and says 'I can make it to the bed'. He takes a step into the room and falls flat on his face. He says ' Damn it ' and falls into bed.

The next morning, his wife, Jess, comes into the room carrying a cup of coffee and says, 'Get up Paddy. Did you have a bit to drink last night ? Paddy says, 'I did, Jess. I was really crocked. But how'd you know?'

Mick phoned . . . you left your wheelchair at the pub.
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GREAT PS... GUARANTEED TO MAKE YOU SMILE

ON JULY 20, 1969, AS COMMANDER OF THE APOLLO 11 LUNAR MODULE, NEIL ARMSTRONG WAS THE FIRST PERSON TO SET FOOT ON THE MOON.

HIS FIRST WORDS AFTER STEPPING ON THE MOON, "THAT'S ONE SMALL STEP FOR MAN, ONE GIANT LEAP FOR MANKIND," WERE TELEVISED TO EARTH AND HEARD BY MILLIONS.

BUT JUST BEFORE HE RE-ENTERED THE LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK "GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."

MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGH IT WAS A CASUAL REMARK CONCERNING SOME RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT.

HOWEVER, UPON CHECKING, THERE WAS NO GORSKY IN EITHER THE RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN SPACE PROGRAMS.

OVER THE YEARS MANY PEOPLE QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE "GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY" STATEMENT MEANT, BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST SMILED.

ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY , FLORIDA WHILE ANSWERING QUESTIONS FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT UP THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION TO ARMSTRONG. THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED.

MR. GORSKY HAD DIED, SO NEIL ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD NOW ANSWER THE QUESTION.

IN 1938, WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A SMALL MID-WEST TOWN , HE WAS PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE BACKYARD. HIS FRIEND HIT THE BALL, WHICH LANDED IN HIS NEIGHBOR'S YARD BY THEIR BEDROOM WINDOW.

HIS NEIGHBORS WERE MR. AND MRS.. GORSKY.

AS HE LEANED DOWN TO PICK UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG HEARD MRS. GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR. GORSKY:

"ORAL SEX! YOU WANT? ORAL SEX?! YOU'LL GET ORAL SEX WHEN THE KID NEXT DOOR WALKS ON THE MOON!"

THAT ONE IS APPARENTLY A TRUE STORY - whether it is or one of these urban legends who knows...

Cheers from the land of the Tartan, Love Kate xxx.

Feel Good Tale / Jokes and Sage Sayings / Fun Video.

This wee guy seems to be saying 'Hi There' .....


How about this for a feel good story ? ...

She is pregnant, he had just saved her from a fire at her house, rescuing her by carrying her out of the house into her front yard while he continued to fight the fire ...... When he had finally put the fire out he sat down to catch his breath and rest.

A photographer from ' The Charlotte' a North Carolina newspaper, noticed her in the distance looking at the fireman. He saw her walking straight towards the fireman and wondered what she was going to do..

As he raised his camera she came up to the tired fireman who had saved her life and the lives of her babies and kissed him just as the photographer snapped this photograph...



Aww ... How cute is that ?
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Here are some Scottish jokes 'agin oorsels' ... I did tell ye that we could take a joke !
The first people in the UK to have double glazing were the Scots .... so their kids couldn't hear the ice cream vans.

Have you heard about the lecherous Scotsman who lured a girl up to his attic to see his etchings? He sold her four of them....

Did you hear about the suicidal Scotsman - he went next door to his neighbour's house to gas himself....

A very popular man dies in Aberdeen and his old widow wishes to tell all his friends at once, so she goes to the Aberdeen Evening Express and says 'I'd like tae place an obituary fur ma late husband' The man at the desk says 'OK, how much money dae ye have?' The old woman replies '£5' to which the man says 'Ye wont get many words for that but write something and we'll see if it's ok' So the old woman writes something and hands it over the counter. The man reads 'Peter Reid, fae Kincorth, deid' He feels sad at the abruptness of the statement and encourages the old womanto write a few more things, saying 'I think we cud allow 3 or 4 more words fer ye money. 'The old woman ponders and then adds a few more words and hand the paper over the counter again.

The man then reads 'Peter Reid, fae Kincorth, deid. Ford Escort for sale'.....

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Some Sage Sayings ......

By James M
1) God gave us two ears and one mouth for a reason...to listen twice as much as we talk.
2) Worry is misuse of the imagination.
3) A mistake at least proves somebody stopped long enough to do something!
4) Every day "Above Ground" is a "Good Day!”

By C Allen Tant
I've learned that the choices we make define the people we become. Those who make good choices become good people. Those who don't make good choices become human.

By Jean-Louis T
Those who say that money doesn't buy happiness, just don't know where to shop!
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Cheers from the land of the Tartan, Love Kate xxx.

Poppies / Remembrance Day / Daddy's Story ..

Remembrance Day is approaching ...


November is poppy month ... the time of the year when by the wearing of a simple emblem, a red poppy, we salute the memory of those who sacrificed their health, their strength, even their lives, that we might live in a free country. Long known as the corn poppy (Papaver rhoeas) because it flourishes as a weed in grain fields, the 'Flanders poppy' as it is now usually called, grew profusely in the trenches and craters of the war zone. Artillery shells and shrapnel stirred up the earth and exposed the seeds to the light they needed to germinate.

The poppy is worn on Remembrance Day, the 11th of November... and at 11 o’clock on that day, everyone is asked to be silent for just one minute. The silence is a chance to remember all those who have died in wars and to be glad that we are not in full-blown war today. The 'Red Flanders' poppy ... was first described as a flower of remembrance by Colonel John McCrae (1872-1918), who was Professor of Medicine at McGill University of Canada before World War One. Colonel McCrae had served as a gunner in the Boer War, but went to France in World War One as a medical Officer with the first Canadian Contingent. At the second battle of Ypres in 1915, when in charge of a small first-aid post, he wrote in pencil on a page torn from his despatch book:

In Flanders Fields ...

In Flanders field the poppies blow
between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead.

Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

By Major John McCrae, May 1915.

The verses were apparently sent anonymously to the English magazine Punch, which published them under the title, In Flanders’ Fields. Colonel McCrae died while on active duty in May 1918. On the eve of his death he allegedly said to his doctor, Tell them this. 'If ye break the faith with us who die, we shall not sleep.' His volume of poetry, In Flanders’ Fields and Other Poems, was published in 1919.

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An American, Miss Moina Belle Michael, read In Flanders’ Fields and wrote a reply entitled -

We shall keep the Faith ...

Oh! You who sleep in Flanders’ fields,
Sleep sweet - to rise anew,
We caught the torch you threw,
And holding high we kept
The faith with those who died.
We cherish too, the poppy red

That grows on fields where valour led.
It seems to signal to the skies.
That blood of heroes never dies,
But lends a lustre to the red
Of the flower that blooms above the dead
In Flanders’ fields.

And now the torch and poppy red
Wear in honour of our dead.
Fear not that ye have died for naught
We’ve learned the lesson that ye taught
In Flanders’ fields.
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This next part comes from an e-mail I received some time ago, I posted it to my blog at that time .. I am re-posting it now as the comments in it refer to a wee girls feelings about her Dad who had lost his life helping others.

During the present armed conflict in Afghanistan and Iraq even more children have lost their Daddies... Surely it's time that something other than bullets, guns and bombs can be tried to win peace... You only have to look at how things have changed in Northern Ireland to see how 'entrenched tribal problems' and the troubles in that part of the world can be overcome with a lot of talk, hard work and a bit of give and take ...

There is enough suffering existing in this world without more being caused by adults who should know better - sounds simple I know but surely it's worth it... Let's hope and pray that peace does get a chance to break out before too long and that no more wee girls and boys are made to suffer being without their Daddies...

Daddy's Story ...

Her hair was up in a ponytail Her favorite dress tied with a bow, today was Daddy's Day at school and she couldn't wait to go. Her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; She knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. That was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called, each student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" She heard a boy call out. "She probably doesn't have one" Another student dared to shout and from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say,"Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her mom and looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on. With hands behind her back, she slowly began to speak. Out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique. "My daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away. But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day and though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know all about my daddy, and how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike.

He surprised me with pink roses and taught me to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes,and ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone. Cause my daddy's always with me even though we are apart. I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart." With that, her little hand reached up and lay across her chest. Feeling her own heartbeat beneath her favourite dress and from somewhere in the crowd of Dads, her Mother stood in tears. Proudly watching her daughter who was wise beyond her years. For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life.

Doing what was best for her, doing what was right and when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd. She finished with a voice so soft, But its message clear and loud. "I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star and if he could he'd be here, but heaven's just too far... You see he was a fireman and died just this past year when airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear. But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away." Then she closes her eyes and saw him there that day and to her mother's amazement, she witnessed with surprise. A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside. Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side. "I know you're with me Daddy." To the silence she called out. and what happened next made believers of those once filled with doubt. Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed. But there on the desk beside her was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose. And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining bright star. And given the gift of believing - that heaven is never too far.........

They say it takes a minute to find
a special person - an hour to appreciate them
and then an entire life to forget them.




Cheers from the land of the Tartan,
Love Kate xxx.

All kinds of blethers (ahem rubbish) 'bout nothing in particular !

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Hi Folks,


While trying to set up my blog for Remembrance Day this coming weekend I inadvertantly lost a part of it by pressing 'delete' too quickly...... Can you imagine how difficult it was trying to find the poem ? I knew I had published it before some time ago, so I checked and rechecked my mail box in the holding system and tried for over two hours to find it ! Going way back to ' ancient' posts , did ya know I'd done over 360 of them - flaming Nora !!! In the end it finally dawned on my menopausal brain that perhaps if I googled the start of the poem maybe the system could help out and guess what - result ! So my blog for Remembrance Day is now in the can ready for the system to publish it automatically.

This afternoon I was checking out some of my list of favourite blogs to visit and came across lom's site 'A new year, a new way of life' and once again was enticed (these things are addictive) into doing another few... Hey lom at the end of the comments did you notice the words -

Blogthings: A Fine Line Between Insight and Stupidity ??

Never has so much sense been made in so few words .... I'm sure they are trying to send us all doolally ! Oh to hang, I've 'gotta' check out what that's about - the temptation is just too much ...

I had a looksee but still didn't get to the bottom of it, I guess you could go round and round these ruddy (Blog) things and end up nowhere ! Is there anyone else as daft as me about these things ? Probably not ! You've all got much more sense...

Your Heart is Blue and Purple

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