Jaqui's Daily Blog

Sunday 1st July

Our front garden now has a new wall - and very smart it is too.  Watching the Brilliant Bricklayer (no, it wasn't Mr B!) at work was fascinating - what an art it is and very much under-rated, methinks.  It made me wonder how many young people learn brick-laying today and will have the chance to experience, through their daily work, that sense of satisfaction and quiet pride in a job well done displayed by our Brilliant Brickie.


Unfortunately I have now developed something of an obsession with garden walls.  This means, wherever I go, I find myself secretly inspecting them.  Walls, I have discovered (you probably knew this, of course, but please humour me...) come in all shapes, sizes and designs.  There are low walls and high walls; brick walls and stone walls; straight walls and leaning walls.  There are a great many walls which are crumbling away or have clearly been involved in a collision with a vehicle of some kind and which therefore badly need the help of a Brilliant Brickie.  There are straight walls and curved walls and walls with the house number cleverly incorporated through use of different coloured bricks.  There are modest walls and grandiose ones with fancy decorations, like eagles or horses' heads, on the gate posts, far more suited to a country estate than a suburban street.  And there are walls like ours - just right!


Mr B bought me flowers today.  Bless!  For those ladies among you who bewail the fact that your man never buys you flowers, I do have a hint to pass on.  Just ask.


"Anything you need at the shops today?" asks Mr B.  "Flowers would be lovely..." I say.  Mr B hurrumphs a bit but I notice he has written "flowers" on his post-it note, immediately after "vegetables" and before "chicken gravy." 


When we return home - me from church, he from the shops - there they are: a beautiful bunch of roses, just for me.  I'm delighted, he's pleased with himself.   As he apparently told the check-out girl at Tescos, he's earned himself lots of Brownie points.  Too right he has (with just a little bit of help from me!)   



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28.12 | 07:41

This wonderful blog has summed up the true meaning of A Christmas Day. Once the dread of a restricted day had sunk in, other ways were invented. Thank you

22.12 | 09:20

So sorry to hear that Brian is in hospital. It would be bad at any time but at present....... It must be true agony for you. You'll both be in my thoughts. xx

22.08 | 02:02


I'll be able to help you with information on the usher's as Thomas Henry Usher is my aunt's ancestor as well can you please email me so we can talk

22.08 | 02:00

Hi Karen,

I thought I would try again to see if I can get a response from you again please email me so we can talk further. My email is: lol-emma@live.com.au

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