Work

I have been worrying all last week about a meeting I had to have at work on Thursday morning. I thought I was going to be made redundant, just before my 25th anniversary of employment on 9th June.
Actually, the meeting was to tell me I have been headhunted by another branch so I am sort of promoted.
From June I will be working 2 days a week at my usual job and 3 days at a local college, doing the accounts there. The good news is that the college closes for 10 weeks a year, so I will only be working 2 days a week then!

Fifty Fingered Freddy

Still feeling groggy, but will have to be on my toes tomorrow because our little monster is back from his holidays in Skegness. Must remember to move all my ornaments above the 3 foot level!

What a family!

Grandson Tom is ill and off school this week with a viral infection which seems to be attacking his school.

I came down with something last Sunday and can't seem to shake it off. It starts with the sneezes and the sniffles but never really progresses in a full-blown cold - just a very nasty persistent cough that won't go away. I had the same thing in January. Ronnie says it is a nervous cough and it is all in my mind. I had been up all Tuesday night coughing my imaginary cough and he was SO tired that after I had gone to work he had to go back to bed. Bless him!
Now he has got it as well and last night we kept each other awake coughing and wheezing. Not so imaginary now, is it?

To make up the full set of casualties Grandma fell over and broke her knee last Monday. Her leg is in plaster from her ankle to her thigh. She is supposed to be going on holiday to Scarborough on Monday with Auntie Mary but she can't get her leg on the coach. Mary won't go on her own and can't find anyone else to go with. They didn't pay any insurance so have lost the full cost of the holiday.

What a week!

Meet the Ancestors

My main hobby (sorry, obsession) is genealogy, which basically means climbing up your family tree and shaking all your ancestors out of the branches. Some of them cling on too tightly and refuse to come down no matter how hard you try.

This is a photo of our Gamekeeping Ancestors:

The bloke with the gun is great great great grandad Marsden Newman, and his wife Harriet is seated on his right. His simple looking sons are George (kneeling), Herbert (standing) and Arthur (seated). The two old biddies are Hannah and Emma Grantham, Harriet's mother and sister. I suppose Hannah must be the one with the gun pointed at her head.

This photo was taken in Lenborough, Buckinghamshire about 1890.

Just Starting Out

Well, this is my very first posting. Just think - yesterday I didn't even know what a 'blog' was.
Eeh, you're never too old to learn!
The only problem now is thinking of interesting things to fill it with. No doubt something will spring to mind.
It is a very cold Bank Holiday Monday. I have got a day off work and I am spending it doing this!
There are four race meetings this afternoon. I have picked a horse in each race and hubby Ron will pick his.
He studies form - I pick funny names. Let's see who has the most winners, shall we?