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I don't think so it's not mine legally to paint. Is a very solid structure. But I have some ideas about doing a mural on my bungalow wall now.... I added one on the walls of my garden in my last house when the kids were small, and I enjoy doing that then, but I'm thinking of doing something a little bit different this time....

That fence is very much 'keep away from me' isn't it? Why? I have no idea.
The Waterboard are messing with some stuff at the moment , making a lot of noise and drilling at the moment, at the front of mine, so I don't really feel like doing anything today, I had enough of all that drilling noise yesterday, so I'm just hiding in the back until all that is over. That drilling and burning smell goes with the drilling is making me feel a bit sick....like a dentist drilling teeth....
Hug for the drilling being a nuisance. Glad you liked the Frost poem - I liked it from first reading at about age 15. Considering I dislike the cold it is odd that this one is my favourite. Obviously due to being about orchards.
 
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Hug for your friend and others whose hopes have been dashed. One idea doing the rounds is that Iran may have a hand in the outrage but other commentators suggest the timing may rule that out. The whole situation is a tragedy not helped by the current Israeli PM. Why are people falling for "gobby" populists since 2008? One summer's reading at Uni was the Great Dictators and I thought how could people ever fall for that? :bigtears:
Absolutely Ian. How can they fall for it, but they do.

Tom's cousin was married to a niece of a lady named Christobel who was married to a German gentleman before WW2. They and their sons were living in Germany in the 30's when Hitler came to power and they did go to rallies to hear what he had to say. She said that, while there, everyone fell under his spell and it was only after they went home and thought about it, that they realised the dangers in what he had said. Her husband was involved in one of the plots to kill Hitler, later on, in the hope of ending the war. Failed plots, of course, but somehow he survived in prison until the end of the war.
 
6.4 today (ho hum!)
Have tried to reply to @gennepher post and describing my visit to Berlin. Wouldn't play!
It was only an essay!
And it wouldn't work! Aaaggggh!

Never mind!

I might return and try to describe it.

Quiet here in the peninsula. No neighbourhood work getting done!
Quite a warm morning, with a bit of sun but can see the cloud building up. Forecast is rain later.
Chores and shopping and exercise done. Getting, at last, some relief from my back, but I noticed how much, I had to stop and rest, and the problem with going dizzy, if I didn't keep my neck straight ish.

Have to go, will take time later.
 
6.4 today (ho hum!)
Have tried to reply to @gennepher post and describing my visit to Berlin. Wouldn't play!
It was only an essay!
And it wouldn't work! Aaaggggh!

Never mind!

I might return and try to describe it.

Quiet here in the peninsula. No neighbourhood work getting done!
Quite a warm morning, with a bit of sun but can see the cloud building up. Forecast is rain later.
Chores and shopping and exercise done. Getting, at last, some relief from my back, but I noticed how much, I had to stop and rest, and the problem with going dizzy, if I didn't keep my neck straight ish.

Have to go, will take time later.
This site is playing me up @Lamont D today.
Won't let me alter or reply....
 
5.2 this morning.
Absolutely Ian. How can they fall for it, but they do.

Tom's cousin was married to a niece of a lady named Christobel who was married to a German gentleman before WW2. They and their sons were living in Germany in the 30's when Hitler came to power and they did go to rallies to hear what he had to say. She said that, while there, everyone fell under his spell and it was only after they went home and thought about it, that they realised the dangers in what he had said. Her husband was involved in one of the plots to kill Hitler, later on, in the hope of ending the war. Failed plots, of course, but somehow he survived in prison until the end of the war.
while browsing through the family tree the other day I came across the name Laura Brück who was born in Germany it gave the date she died as 20 Sep 1940 the place Hartheim, Totungsanstalt, Austria. when I googled the place I was shocked to find it's other name the Hartheim killing centre it was one of the centers used by the T4 program then I realized that several of her siblings had died in various concentration camps and ghettos I had never realized till then that I had any connection to the holocaust in any way that rocked me somewhat.

 
You need a tablet for this, then you need a tablet for the side effects, then another! And so it goes on.
You need a vaccine, you need treatment for a issue resulting from it, then more tablets or treatment for that. And so it goes on and on.

I think I will build a pharma company to abuse this.

See that, one of the main guys that advise d Boris during the pandemic, has now a cushy job with the company who was one of the companies that produced the vaccines for covid!
Some times I look at my pill box and just say no. Not out loud though if Judith heard me there would be a very intense discussion.

Later of course I realize I don't have much choice in the matter and chicken out and take them.
 
To reply to @gennepher Berlin post!!!
Stunning beautiful artwork.

The holiday I had took place in 1970, when I was a teenager, I was fortunate to be staying on an RAF Gatow. The english base in the U.K. held zone. The day after arrival, our host had arranged a tour of some of the site to see in Berlin.
The first place was the oft of the day which as @gennepher cross depicting a place of death, where someone he been stopped crossing. It is a wall in places but it is totally a no man's land full of barbed wire, guard posts, towers and East German guards with alsatians.
The second place was the Brandenburg gate, which the 27 June strasse, leads from. The sealed tanks, on guard, with the strutting Russian soldiers.
The third place was the area around the Bunker and the Reichstag, government building on Unter De Linden(?).
Then onto checkpoint Charlie, to pass through the wall into East Berlin. The thing I distinctly remember is the buildings, so much like now so many inner city slums, caused by war damage and clearance of the population away from the wall. The GUM building was modern but shelves were empty, similar to what happened a year or so ago. Did the iron curtain have a form of brexit? Having your passport checked by a Russian border guard, there and more stringent on the return. The people were very downtrodden and ragged.
Then we had a meal in Wimpy by Spandau prison, where there was still Nazis in there. Hess was still alive.
Then to finish off, we visited a building which was part of the Nazi secret service. There was an actual oven!
To imagine my horror to all this. I knew about WWII, I had grown up with the bomber sites around where I grew up and there was lots, but I was taken out of my comfort zone, the realisation of what was there in front of my eyes. The city and country and population split up and under control of foreign powers. The terrifying truth of power and what man will do to man! It is disturbing and unthinkable, frighteningly real and a threat of, what had happened here, could happen at home!
A beautiful city with echoes of hell!
The next day we spent time in the US base for breakfast and had and eggs, first time I met a piece of pineapple, and the gammon steak was huge.
American PX. For some bargains including a few Motown albums.
Afternoon in the city centre by the famous church tower, a modern vibrant retail centre, ice rink, bowling alley (for the yanks) Restaurants galore of every nationality including a new one called McDonnell s(?)
Late night entertainment in former barracks in the RAF base.
Next day, visit to gardens and a bierkeller(?)
Weekend at a beer fest. In the French zone. Lots of fairground attraction for us.

Your cross does come across as a vision of horror. That is what Berlin went through!
A fabulous city and the Berlin bear is still standing proud. Rebuilt and prosperous, once again capital of the democratic German government. Lasting peace is always at the forefront of their people!

My best wishes to you all as always.
 
All the best with the trip to Freeman, a return stop for refreshments is surely on the cards.
Got back now @dunelm, Helen decided not to go the to Sill, apparently there are loads of people going there grieving over the gap sycamore.

I think it is way over the top! Look at all the ancient woodland that has been cut down for HS2 and now it's not going ahead. That is tragedy of far greater proportions.
I was exhausted by the time I got home but Helen looked after me really well.
D
 
Some times I look at my pill box and just say no. Not out loud though if Judith heard me there would be a very intense discussion.

Later of course I realize I don't have much choice in the matter and chicken out and take them.
When I found out about my T2 diagnosis, my GP asked me to help him understand the tablets, I have taken for a few years. After further discussing this, his view was even tho they were helping a bit, he would ask me to consider stopping all but two. The reason was because of the downside to my recent blood tests, about my organs, liver and kidney function. So, I said why not and did!
And with my latest results have improved my health numbers.
 
Got back now @dunelm, Helen decided not to go the to Sill, apparently there are loads of people going there grieving over the gap sycamore.

I think it is way over the top! Look at all the ancient woodland that has been cut down for HS2 and now it's not going ahead. That is tragedy of far greater proportions.
I was exhausted by the time I got home but Helen looked after me really well.
D
I guess tree huggers?
 
To reply to @gennepher Berlin post!!!
Stunning beautiful artwork.

The holiday I had took place in 1970, when I was a teenager, I was fortunate to be staying on an RAF Gatow. The english base in the U.K. held zone. The day after arrival, our host had arranged a tour of some of the site to see in Berlin.
The first place was the oft of the day which as @gennepher cross depicting a place of death, where someone he been stopped crossing. It is a wall in places but it is totally a no man's land full of barbed wire, guard posts, towers and East German guards with alsatians.
The second place was the Brandenburg gate, which the 27 June strasse, leads from. The sealed tanks, on guard, with the strutting Russian soldiers.
The third place was the area around the Bunker and the Reichstag, government building on Unter De Linden(?).
Then onto checkpoint Charlie, to pass through the wall into East Berlin. The thing I distinctly remember is the buildings, so much like now so many inner city slums, caused by war damage and clearance of the population away from the wall. The GUM building was modern but shelves were empty, similar to what happened a year or so ago. Did the iron curtain have a form of brexit? Having your passport checked by a Russian border guard, there and more stringent on the return. The people were very downtrodden and ragged.
Then we had a meal in Wimpy by Spandau prison, where there was still Nazis in there. Hess was still alive.
Then to finish off, we visited a building which was part of the Nazi secret service. There was an actual oven!
To imagine my horror to all this. I knew about WWII, I had grown up with the bomber sites around where I grew up and there was lots, but I was taken out of my comfort zone, the realisation of what was there in front of my eyes. The city and country and population split up and under control of foreign powers. The terrifying truth of power and what man will do to man! It is disturbing and unthinkable, frighteningly real and a threat of, what had happened here, could happen at home!
A beautiful city with echoes of hell!
The next day we spent time in the US base for breakfast and had and eggs, first time I met a piece of pineapple, and the gammon steak was huge.
American PX. For some bargains including a few Motown albums.
Afternoon in the city centre by the famous church tower, a modern vibrant retail centre, ice rink, bowling alley (for the yanks) Restaurants galore of every nationality including a new one called McDonnell s(?)
Late night entertainment in former barracks in the RAF base.
Next day, visit to gardens and a bierkeller(?)
Weekend at a beer fest. In the French zone. Lots of fairground attraction for us.

Your cross does come across as a vision of horror. That is what Berlin went through!
A fabulous city and the Berlin bear is still standing proud. Rebuilt and prosperous, once again capital of the democratic German government. Lasting peace is always at the forefront of their people!

My best wishes to you all as always.
Interesting post about the Berlin Wall and your holiday. Thank you @Lamont D
 
To reply to @gennepher Berlin post!!!
Stunning beautiful artwork.

The holiday I had took place in 1970, when I was a teenager, I was fortunate to be staying on an RAF Gatow. The english base in the U.K. held zone. The day after arrival, our host had arranged a tour of some of the site to see in Berlin.
The first place was the oft of the day which as @gennepher cross depicting a place of death, where someone he been stopped crossing. It is a wall in places but it is totally a no man's land full of barbed wire, guard posts, towers and East German guards with alsatians.
The second place was the Brandenburg gate, which the 27 June strasse, leads from. The sealed tanks, on guard, with the strutting Russian soldiers.
The third place was the area around the Bunker and the Reichstag, government building on Unter De Linden(?).
Then onto checkpoint Charlie, to pass through the wall into East Berlin. The thing I distinctly remember is the buildings, so much like now so many inner city slums, caused by war damage and clearance of the population away from the wall. The GUM building was modern but shelves were empty, similar to what happened a year or so ago. Did the iron curtain have a form of brexit? Having your passport checked by a Russian border guard, there and more stringent on the return. The people were very downtrodden and ragged.
Then we had a meal in Wimpy by Spandau prison, where there was still Nazis in there. Hess was still alive.
Then to finish off, we visited a building which was part of the Nazi secret service. There was an actual oven!
To imagine my horror to all this. I knew about WWII, I had grown up with the bomber sites around where I grew up and there was lots, but I was taken out of my comfort zone, the realisation of what was there in front of my eyes. The city and country and population split up and under control of foreign powers. The terrifying truth of power and what man will do to man! It is disturbing and unthinkable, frighteningly real and a threat of, what had happened here, could happen at home!
A beautiful city with echoes of hell!
The next day we spent time in the US base for breakfast and had and eggs, first time I met a piece of pineapple, and the gammon steak was huge.
American PX. For some bargains including a few Motown albums.
Afternoon in the city centre by the famous church tower, a modern vibrant retail centre, ice rink, bowling alley (for the yanks) Restaurants galore of every nationality including a new one called McDonnell s(?)
Late night entertainment in former barracks in the RAF base.
Next day, visit to gardens and a bierkeller(?)
Weekend at a beer fest. In the French zone. Lots of fairground attraction for us.

Your cross does come across as a vision of horror. That is what Berlin went through!
A fabulous city and the Berlin bear is still standing proud. Rebuilt and prosperous, once again capital of the democratic German government. Lasting peace is always at the forefront of their people!

My best wishes to you all as always.
I must be old, in 1970 my youngest was born when I was 30 and the duchess was 27. Helen was seven in the September.
Probably why after a day across at Newcastle I was absolutely knackered and went to bed at 8 pm and slept.
I feel fortunate indeed that I live on this postage stamp sized Island with the freedom and safety it's given me and the education and work its given me and my daughter's.
D.
 
Good morning everyone one another damp squib of a start here in the dark and dangerous north. 5.5 this am and already Mrs Miggins is up and out for her 0820 GP appointment. We walked into town yesterday but forgot that the bus timetable had changed and so we decided to walk back again, after a koffy of course. I suppose that the exercise was good for me but at the time, not so much. Still, we didn’t have to climb the steps up the cliffs so that was nice. Some local photographer has been taking smashing pictures of a kingfisher but when asked, won’t say where it is located. Don’t blame her, nothing ruins wildlife habitat faster than a bunch of interfering humans. Not that I don’t like people - just most of them ;). Anyhow, I have borrowed one of her photos and posted below for you to see. Art bit, another starter for 10. Hope you day is a good one. We are out to lunch with friends today but first I need some more koffy.

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