Why do I always find tampons and little packets of sugar in old handbags?

I was chatting to the chat room earlier today and actually got a few people to look at my blog for some nanoseconds. I felt sort of pleased and honoured but one of my friends said that she could never do a blog, because they had such boring lives. I had to disagree. My life is boring, mundane too. But somehow I have kept this blog going by trying to put a funny slant on everyday things and noticing stuff that some would walk right past.
I bore you all with photos, but I can't take credit for that, its very photogenic around here, the scenery asks to be photographed, although I took very few pix during the winter rainy season (about 9 months of it).
So, today's boring task was to tidy my front room so that I could at least find the chairs somewhere underneath. I found a lot of other things too, and even emptied my pet plastic boxes. They are like dogs now, I sort of walk round them and take them for rides in my car. I have never had the urge to feed them though. I do have my computers in this room too, so I am easily side-tracked.
But one thing that became apparent as I cleared bags, boxes and shelves. My life seems full of places where I leave tampons and small packs of sugar that I feel I am stealing from cafes and restaurants. Its odd, I never find those nice mints they give you at the end of a meal.
Will the trail of tampons disappear if menopause ever hits properly? Anyway, I now have a load of ink stained (damn Oxfam pens!) and sugar coated tampons, in my bathroom.
Sorry.... No photo of that!

Back in Wales, but a few pix of Spalding in Lincolnshire

I am hoping to recover from a very hot time in Spalding. Trying to put up plasterboard on a ceiling, in 35C, with only a small fan for cooling, is unhealthy and will have to be completed another time. There are some things worth dying for, but my ceiling isn't one of them.
So, I had frequent walks along the River Welland and took a few photos, on the way to The Lincolnshire Poacher.

The above photo was taken on a previous visit, in June.

But this one was taken this visit...
This shows a hotel called Cley Hall. I have had a few meals there, but not for a while.
Below is what I saw after a few much needed pints of Guinness..

I am NOT the most tidy person and rushing across country doesn't help this at all. I thought I would show you something of the guests that I have in my home, that I allow to run around and keep order, as they think fit, in my absence.

Away for a while

I am going back to Lincolnshire for a few days, I am taking my trusty iBook with me, so I will log in, but I doubt if I will blog for a week or so.
See you all when I get back.

Mum has had to face up to her leg not healing completely and will soon have a caliper fitted to her leg to hopefully enable her to stand. Both Mum and Dad are still in the care home.

Hugs all
xx

The road between Llangoed and Llanddona

I went for a drive this evening, just as the sun was setting, I knew this area had some spectacular views, but I think I timed it just right.

I also looked on google for more information about Llanddona and found this... Llanddona