Showing posts with label The Mighty Sam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Mighty Sam. Show all posts

Wednesday, 26 January 2011

The Right Height For Children

Photos Copyright: Maggie May

I expect some of you who used to visit my son, Sam's blog, will be wondering why he has gone one year and 27 days with out producing a new post. Well, he has now revealed why there was a gap. Maybe you would like to look him up again at The Mighty Sam.


Obviously, my granddaughters spend a good deal of time with Harry and me. There are little traces of their existence all over the house. Small gloves left on the backs of the dining room chairs. Various bags of school equipment left all over the house.
I wonder why the chairs are so often used to hang these little bags of sports gear and ballet things, not forgetting swimming stuff. These hanging places seem to be just the right height for the girls to reach their belongings.
Every now and then, I have a good tidy up and there are wails of protest and much searching at the last minute before school.
One day, maybe I will be able to persuade Sam to put up some low level pegs in the hall.
It is on one of those endless lists of *to do* jobs.
I am hoping they will not have started work before it all gets done. Assuming I am still around!
In the meantime, the pegs we do have, are on overload.
Any suggestions?






Thursday, 29 October 2009

Roses From America


I am at a loss as to what to say really. Behind the scenes I have been really worried because a couple of months ago I discovered a lump in my groin and after leaving it a few weeks hoping it would go away (as you do), I went to the doctor who thought it was a hernia and that I would need an operation.
Before that happened I was to have an ultra scan and see a Consultant in our local hospital. That happened last Saturday and I was told then that it definitely wasn't a hernia, so I was worried.
Today I was summoned to the hospital quite urgently and was told that they think I have a lymphoma (cancer) and they have booked me in for surgery on Monday. This is in order that they might look at the gland in order to see what they are dealing with.

I have told one or two people before this post and Jackie from Teacher's Pet, sent me these lovely cyber flowers from America which I thought was very kind of her. (I feel quite pleased that I managed to get them into this post unaided and everyone knows that I am a technophobe.)

Anyway........ I am very grateful for prayers from everyone who can spare them and please all of you keep on praying that something can be done for me.
I am not sure when the results of the operation will get back to me or when my treatment will start.
We already have enough to worry about in the family as my husband has been battling cancer for seven years and my sister in law too.
I have always had to be the strong one and help my family out and now this has come along and messed up everything. My lovely son, Sam has promised to help me through it for a few days while I have the operation and he has promised to get the decorations finished in my kitchen.
I am going to find it very hard telling my daughter the news, as she lost her husband last year and my grandsons lost their father. They are just beginning to get their lives back together again and now they have to cope with this too. Please pray for them too.

Sorry to be a damper but I am quite bowled over with the grief that my family are going to feel. Yes...... it is a kind of grief even though no one has died. You see I have been there before....... when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer and my husband with his cancer. It is not the patient who suffers the most. It is their family. Somehow it seems to be worse for them.
This is not the post I was going to send out today.
I have several in my drafts folder but they can wait until next week.




Thursday, 15 October 2009

Sleeping Daddy

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and Carissa

Photo copyright:Maggie May

This is what happens in our house when a Daddy tries to have forty winks. Those naughty granddaughters stuff toy cats down his ears.
There is no peace for the wicked.

I recently posted here about a 65th Birthday celebration with Eddie Bluelights and my son, Sam, thinking that people would twigg that we were all related to each other (as I was sure that people didn't know) and I was quite amazed that this passed right over most people's heads and that they really did think that we met up by accident in a pub when we were at other individual 65th Birthday celebrations.
It was meant to be a conundrum.
Each of us left a clue on each of our posts that went out at identical times with identical pictures.
Quite funny, really, when you think of it. How amazing would that be to meet up by chance while enjoying other people's 65th Birthday meals ?
We had fun doing this as a team.
I wonder if there is anyone else who doesn't know what we are talking about?
Forgive us if you don't.


Photostory Friday is hosted by Cecily.