Saturday, October 27, 2012
It's not that my life is boring far from it but I can't seem to make it sound exciting on here maybe it's me and my fears rearing their heads again or whatever. Anyway life has been as busy as ever mainly domestic like rearranging my house. the never ending decluttering etc. My schedules are forever being interupted in order to prevent listening to moaning from others. If I write my plans down such as a food shopping list to cater to my regime it goes by the board and not all my fault. I think in this household we seem to drift in and out without any thought for the next person. After I long term lodger had gone home for the rest of the year I thought gee my place is empty and then I settled down nicely to peace and harmony with just me and my husband. Then my niece came back and that was ok but then my husband said yes to one of his ex colleagues so the place was like a bus terminal. It was so chaotic as he is as untidy as husband dearest. Although a well meaning person I was pleased my house started looking normal again when he returned to the warmth of his own family up in Liverpool. I'm making a list of things to do around here and sticking to it. The one great activity this week was meeting another Sparkie, Renia & daughter who live a bus ride from me. It was a chilly day, drizzly at times and I thought I might get a text to say it was too wet. But no! I had wanted to walk up to Streatham Common but that wasn't to be laziness prevailed so I put it to my husband to give me a lift. In all honesty the place is so close that I'm sure I wouldn't have been worn out by that extra activity. Anyway it was beautiful and thet last time I went there - a mere 2 miles from where we live - was 1998. The view of South West London and part of Croydon from there was amazing and we chatted and walked around the gardens in what's known as the Rookery at the top end of the Common. Streatham is an under rated part of London and has lost it's greatness since we've lived in London. A high light of the walk was following a path through some woods and finding mushrooms the last thing I thought of getting in the town. I've decided if I see any in our nearby wooded area I'll leave them alone as I think the traffic is so heavy as to contaminate anything like plants and mushrooms. Last year I picked blackberries on our own common and they tasted bitter although they were really ripe. The last time I went mushrooming was when I was a kid and we got them from a nearby paddock took them home where my Mother cooked them in butter and made a sauce. Since eating the super market version I have gone off them somewhat as they are so tasteless you might as well eat cardboard. I excitedly told my husband of my foraging experience & he said, "Well why didn't you bring some home?" I'll be looking out for those in future especially in woods that are a decent distance from traffic Thank you Renia for introducing me to foraging for mushrooms. I walked home calling at a supermarket on the way and was very pleased with myself & not worn out by the exercise. Now we have our friend from Russia visiting and we'll seeing another friend from out of town on Monday, after I've been to aerobics!!!