I stand in wonder, about so many things.
There is the type of wonder, one gets at new life ~ new born babies. A neighbour couple have just had twin daughters safely born. They are non identical, so it will be lovely to watch as they grow.
How wonderful is the miracle of life.
New puppies, new kittens.
Or even 'old kittens'. There was a 4yr old cat called Teddy, to give away. I wanted Teddy.
All I got was snorts from Gom. I guess Teddy is not to be mine.
I wonder at these lovely china Chooks. Who will buy them? To add to their decor, & maybe tire of them sooner rather than later...
The lovely smiling china representative vegetables. Perhaps for some trendy kitchen, where they will remain on display.... to gather dust & grease, as kitchen decore is apt to do.
cynical I know, - what can I say, I am old, I know about the nasty kitchen secrets...
Are these to be the Antiques of the future, worth a small fortune, for the lucky owners?
While BB was staying, we went to visit our lovely neighbours, & admire Mrs Nice Neighbour's lovely miniature gardens.
A Japanese fisherman. Mrs NN tells us this needs a little maintenance, but it looked fine to us.
Here, the Happy Couple beginning their new life. they have a clothesline, & a horse! what more could they want....
Train sketches ....2.
The Train to the City is crowded.
A fairly fast train, stopping at few stations on the long journey.
A Rural train, with excited country passengers, out for a weekend treat, down in the Big City.
Two attractive, fresh-faced, young girls, very friendly, very vocal. Chatting on, about their love lives, & various other life events, in loud tones.
They had struck an acquaintance-ship, with 2 young men, sitting directly behind them.
Opposite, some men of a 'certain age'
A few mild jokes exchanged. Mutual acquaintences discussed among 2 of the men. Much to our amusement, & delight, picturing the said persons.
The girls, laughing often, giggling about phone messages one girl was recieving from "someone on this train is sending me these rude, f@rt messages. Listen to this!"
Loud bl*rting noises can be heard on her phone. Then, a slightly more obsene conversation, from an electronic sounding voice.
The 'Men Of A Certain Age', who shall henceforth be known as 'MOFACA' were heard to giggle & chuckle- in that order!
One told a loud story of staying in an Oxford St establishment, & being mistaken for ... ahem, to use his word, a 'poof.' I know it was a leg pull, a piss take. Those Gay boys of Oxford Street are far too clever for that! They know it gives the old straights a kick, to be 'propositioned!'
Next thing, a loud music clip is heard, blaring out, & a young man opposite us starts moving to the beat!
His young girlfriend is confused, roused from her own private music, ipod, & she scowls that the young man, whacks at him to stop him.
We burst out laughing, young man goes bright red!
One MOFACA tells a very loud story of a meeting with some woman he must have been set up with, for a blind date. He tells us all, that when he first sees her he bursts out with "Christ! You've got Fat!" He then says it didn't go down well, & the relationship was dead in the water, right from moment one!
We sneak looks at him, & see he has gone to seed also! Perhaps it was a photo ID meeting?? we wonder....
One young girl, loudly shares with the carriage, the fact that she "stayed faithful to G the whole time I was with him. I was never unfaithful, in the whole 18 months I was with him.... then we broke up."
I wonder to myself, is this modern relationships for girls? As casual as for the men?
As we all alighted, there was much laughter, & wishing of good times. The girls were going to some concert.
The young men, off to some nighclub I suspect.
The MOFACA attempted a joke, when the girls asked their destination?
"A Nana Maskouri Concert" they said.
The girls jaws dropped, & they said in unison "WHO??"
The MOFACA laughed, one blushed, & one offered to send the CD!
Off we go, to our seperate destinations.
It is his 60th Birthday.
He seems to have no role in life, & his life has been a tragedy, or black comedy, however you look at it.
Just a mortal life, like the rest of us mere mortals.
Except, he had to live his, on public display, & most of us don't have that burden to carry.
I would love to just give him a hug. Which, I am given to believe, his mother never did!
I am glad he got to marry the love of his life, ...eventually.