Thursday, November 26, 2009

Christmas cards at last

Well about time too - I finally got all my Christmas cards made and dried and photographed. And I found the card reader and got them uploaded onto the PC. I kept them very simple as always with a variety of papers and snowflakes and inks. These are just two of my designs. I have also made some calendars which I won't put up as they are presents, so I will save them for posting up in the New Year. Next on the list......a badge to wear to Jackie's workshop on Sunday - my oirignal idea isn't going to work unless I get lucky in town on Saturday, so it will have to be something else - thinking cap now on!.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009


Yes unfortunately I feel a bit broken just now. My laptop decided to die on Sunday night, which is very annoying. I managed to get my photos and some other stuff off it, but I still haven't got my email contacts. I have an iol email address so I have to investigate how to do that, if I can manage to turn the laptop on in safe mode. So I am back on the family PC and I don't have the luxury of sitting by the fire and TV with my laptop. I'm not sure what's going to happen next, I can't afford a new one and my lovely mum has offered me an early Christmas present so we will see. On top of that the boiler isn't working properly although the Bord Gais technician who turned up over an hour BEFORE his alloted appointment slot says it is. And because I wasn't here, my hubby couldn't show him what the problem was. So that's been re-booked. Sigh. And we also have a dead bike, thanks to a road accident last week but very thankfully not an injured son.
I wanted to put up some Chrismas cards as I have finally started making them, but without the laptop I have to find the card reader in order to load them onto the PC and so that's another grrrr. I am trying to be positive and remember all the good things I have, but you know how sometimes it all just gets a bit much.........I'll be back!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Poetry Allowed

We were at the school's in-house final of Poetry Aloud last night. For those who haven't heard of it before, this is a poetry speaking competition, and it always creates great debate in our car on the way home as to who dramatised their poems too much and therefore didn't really 'speak' them. It's always an interesting and moving evening. Interesting because there are always poems that I don't know and am impressed by, and there are always young people speaking them who I maybe wasn't aware that they had that interest or talent. Moving, because there are always poems that move me to tears. Some, like Sea Fever, remind me of my childhood and my father. Some, like Stop All the Clocks just bring me to tears by the sentiment expressed within them. Last night, we heard Seamus Heaney's 'Mid-Term Break' 4 times. Quite fitting really, given the last 2 times. And each time there were tears in my eyes. I have heard this poem before but for some reason last night, one particular line struck me with more force than it had on previous readings or hearings. The line is - Snowdrops and candles soothed the bedside - although strictly speaking it is the end of one line and the beginning of another. Something about the beauty of this image struck me, where before I was just struck by the last two lines and the devastating message they contain.
The other poem which particularly struck me last night was one that I didn't know - BC:AD by U.A. Fanthorpe. It was the set poem for the Junior section of the competition and so we heard it 6 times. Each time was different, but the last 2 lines struck me just because they are beautiful, and the image they conjure up is beautiful. The poem tells the story of how before became after at the moment of the birth of Jesus Christ, and how some farm workers and Persians
'Walked haphazard by starlight straight
Into the kingdom of heaven'.
I like that. I like to think that somehow I am doing that too. And that somehow that is part of the message of Christmas and for this time of year - we are walking haphazard by starlight.
Safe Journey everyone :)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The power of words

I was at a funeral last week, and it struck me once again how powerful words can be. The right words can make a bad situation all right again, the wrong ones can cause so much hurt that it is hard to undo. Quotes can bring back memories, so powerful that you can actually feel as if you were in that time and place again. I heard once somewhere (at a Sunday School I think) that words are like toothpaste - once you have squeezed them out of the tube, you can't squeeze them back in again - so be careful what you say.
At this funeral we were remembering a lovely lady who had died quite quickly. She was a grandmother, and the sort of person that always had a smile for you, no matter what, she always asked after you and your family. She never said a bad word about anyone, and she was just always there in the background watching out for people. Someone spoke about her and said that the light that shone out of her was dazzling (and it was) and that this light had now gone, but had gone on to become part of the greater Light that we are all part of, and that shines out of each of us. Somehow I like this thought, it reminded me of the sentiment that no one ever really dies, they live on in our hearts and in our memories.
I lost another very good friend earlier this year, and when we used to chat, she always said that her husband would never die as long as we remembered him and spoke about him. Every Christmas I gave her a card from Our Lady's Hospice telling her that there was a light on their Christmas Tree for her husband. She always told me how much that meant to her. This year there will be another light on that tree, for her.