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Busy week, almost forgot about not forgetting
This week's been a riot of being dragged in various different directions
* Meeting about 5 x 400 ft windmills that some idiot wants to erect within half a km of the village
* Chasing up possible quarrying plans that have been stealthily included in the council's planning framework for which consultations ended before anybody knew about it. (In a cabinet marked 'Beware of the Leopard' in the planning ofice, I suspect.)
* Starting alterations to the magic-pirate-adventure-quest novel as requested by new agent-lady. (No elves; some backstory; more sex; change of main character from a pirate to a privateer etc.)
* Meeting to plan the Mighty Zulu Nation's upcoming showcase at the festival organiser's conference
* Hair appointment.
* Three trips to the gym. One to the cinema (Don't go see The Men Who Stare at Goats. All the best bits are in the trailer.)
* Trip to an amzing little textile museum in Skelmanthorpe - a cottage owned and run by one very elderly but knowledgeable man who is a resource all by himself. The cottage is as-was
* Supplying sympathy to BB who has something suspiciously pig-fluey but might just be a lousy cold and cough (which he almost never gets).
So I missed armistice day completely. I was (unexpectedly) in the hairdressers at 11.00 on 11/11 having expected to be out before then.
So here are mine:
Grandpa: Tommy Bennett, Kings Own Yorkshire Light Infantry. Served 1914-1917. Invalided out at Passchendale
Leeman Poulter: Mum's first fiancee, navigator. Shot down over Germany 1942 approx. MIA He might have been my dad...except i wouldn't be me, would I... Weird thought.
Mum: Joan Lockyer, NAAFI (How come the landgirls all got medals recently and the Naafi conscripts didn't?)
Dad: Tony Lockyer 9th Queens Royal Lancers (tank regiment) Drove a tank across the Western Desert (El Alamein) and was a 'D-Day dodger' fighting in Italy. Met Mum in 1948
Lest we forget.
* Meeting about 5 x 400 ft windmills that some idiot wants to erect within half a km of the village
* Chasing up possible quarrying plans that have been stealthily included in the council's planning framework for which consultations ended before anybody knew about it. (In a cabinet marked 'Beware of the Leopard' in the planning ofice, I suspect.)
* Starting alterations to the magic-pirate-adventure-quest novel as requested by new agent-lady. (No elves; some backstory; more sex; change of main character from a pirate to a privateer etc.)
* Meeting to plan the Mighty Zulu Nation's upcoming showcase at the festival organiser's conference
* Hair appointment.
* Three trips to the gym. One to the cinema (Don't go see The Men Who Stare at Goats. All the best bits are in the trailer.)
* Trip to an amzing little textile museum in Skelmanthorpe - a cottage owned and run by one very elderly but knowledgeable man who is a resource all by himself. The cottage is as-was
* Supplying sympathy to BB who has something suspiciously pig-fluey but might just be a lousy cold and cough (which he almost never gets).
So I missed armistice day completely. I was (unexpectedly) in the hairdressers at 11.00 on 11/11 having expected to be out before then.
So here are mine:
Grandpa: Tommy Bennett, Kings Own Yorkshire Light Infantry. Served 1914-1917. Invalided out at Passchendale
Leeman Poulter: Mum's first fiancee, navigator. Shot down over Germany 1942 approx. MIA He might have been my dad...except i wouldn't be me, would I... Weird thought.
Mum: Joan Lockyer, NAAFI (How come the landgirls all got medals recently and the Naafi conscripts didn't?)
Dad: Tony Lockyer 9th Queens Royal Lancers (tank regiment) Drove a tank across the Western Desert (El Alamein) and was a 'D-Day dodger' fighting in Italy. Met Mum in 1948
Lest we forget.
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Good luck with the agent requested changes.
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:-)
At 84 she still does all our business accounts. Yay! Go Mum!