Some words for the driver of the red car……


Judging by the registration plate your car is very new

It is your pride and joy I guess, and means a lot to you

It probably is the highest spec and has gadgets galore

Yet you drive it like an idiot, I’ve seen your type before

You swerved along the carriageway, passing all in sight             

Oblivious of other drivers, ignoring traffic lights

You overtook a lorry, the driver not at all impressed

When you pulled in right in front of him causing some distress

My car has daytime running lights they are on all the time

That makes me highly visible, there’s nowhere for me to hide

Yet you seemed not to notice that I was on the road at all

When you swerved right in front of me and stopped to take a call

In my mirror I could see you on your phone having a chat

I thought of stopping off to have a word, but decided against that

When I calmed down it became quite clear just what was wrong with you

And  lots of others on the road suffer from this too

Although your cars are built for speed, making  you feel liberated

The one thing they forget to fit are the ****** indicators

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Weekly photo challenge – Create – A Bird of Paradise


As soon as I read the topic for the challenge this week, I thought of my grandmother and a piece of work she created when she was 76, after signing up for a night school course to ‘learn something a bit different”. Her eyesight was getting worse and she was suffering with arthritis in her hands, but once she had started the embrodiery course she was determined to see it through. The result of her labours was framed and put on show in the town hall, causing her much embarrassment.

She had knitted, sewed and crocheted all her life; in the early days of her marriage it was through necessity, but in later life she enjoyed giving small gifts to friends and family.  Her’s is an incredible story of love and separation, of loss, betrayal and fortitude and perhaps one day I will write about her. In the meantime, although I appreciate it is not to everyone’s taste, I hope you enjoy her “Bird of Paradise”. I inherited it on her death and it is one of my most treasured possessions.

and a close up of the detail of the bird’s head

Close


On my way to watch morning practise in the riding school in Vienna, a dream coming true. I was chatting excitedly to my sister-in-law about how wonderful it was going to be, when suddenly I had a close encounter with one of the gorgeous Lipizzaner horses. I’m not sure who was the more surprised, but I think he was used to the adoration don’t you?