Had to put the old desktop on 'cos the laptop is playing silly beggars again...and it's been chilly today so Himself has been leaving the back door wide open and walking about in a t-shirt...if it was ninety degrees outside he'd be wearing a nice warm jumper and I've the beginnings of a cold and just why is a perfectly ordinary common cold so feckin' horrible...my nose will go from dripping profusely to being totally stuffed up and the only consolation as far as I can see is the prospect of hot chocolate and Whiskey at bedtime...but for the time being I'm sneezing and snuffling and have a vast quantity of paper hankies near and handy...
And the letters are wearing off my pretty purple keyboard...if they disappear altogether I shall be in a serious muddle...
I found a poor Viking lady on Ancestry today who had three husbands killed in battles...on hearing of the demise of her third husband she took to her bed and starved herself to death...
Then there is the semi-legendary King of somewhere or other which will have to do because I've forgotten...he lived in the 800's and semi-legendary or not,he was the twenty-third Great Grandfather of the wife of my first cousin three times removed...so he wouldn't be a blood relative actually ,but you'd probably meet him at a family do. You know...a wedding or a funeral.
We went to a party years ago in England and a girl I had just met, and had been chatting to, suddenly grabbed my arm and said...Come and meet my Dad...so I did and this nice man clutching a glass of wine seemed slightly familiar but I couldn't make out why. We talked about this and that and re-filled our glasses and went and sat down and were deep in conversation for ages...
It wasn't until the following day when a friend 'phoned me, spitting pins, to ask just how I had managed to spend so much time with 'that wonderful man' and I had to ask who he meant and he said...Michael Horden of course...then the penny dropped and I remembered having seen him in The Spy Who Came In From The Cold...he was the spymaster. I think he narrated Paddington Bear as well...bit of a contrast in jobs...if I'd known at the time I'd have made him tell me all about Richard Burton...who was the spy who came in from the cold...
We knew where we were with the Cold War and spies and espionage agents...no-one ever killed innocent people in shopping centres and suicide bombers were the stuff of science fiction...
Times are different now.