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Monday, 9 August 2010

Start of Holiday Week

Hi Internet,

We go on holiday this week and only 3 days left to work. We have had another busy week, I don't know how we do it sometimes. I managed to get a couple of days resting in the evening last week after work, although I was knitting my landscape art picture which looks really ace.

Nancy came over on Saturday from London, she too is running around manically trying to work, look after her daughter, keep a home. We picked her up from Preston then went straight to Blackburn (this was the 1st of our wierd connection) we talked about Nancy's mother's holiday in Poland where she visited Auschwitz and had her world turned upside down. In Blackburn we visited Tibor, as usual he was the perfect and generous host. We did Tozo (chanting) and after this he told us his grandfather had been a prisoner in Auschwitz and survived. Tibor has invited us to the Czech Republic next year, I think I will be asking lots of questions. His grandfather sounds like a very interesting character, he walked from Poland to the Czech Republic as he was a Communist Partisan. I find all this time so interesting. I have so many stories about this period in time from my own family and their experiences. My grandfather was a prisoner of war in Italy and was locked up a small wooden box with a tiny hole for day light as punishment for escaping. He lived on a farm for a time in Italy working as a labourer on one of his escapes. There is a story that when the farm owner (who was a soldier at the time) returned to the farm and saw that his mother was hiding an escaped POW he shot her in front of my grandfather and took him back to the camp. My grandfather had what they called Shell Shock which is now called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. He never recovered from this.

Anyway we had 2 experiences of people telling us about Auschwitz in one day. I am still a little freaked by this and will have to chant about it.

After chanting we went to Oakhill park to join in with the Mela, we did some drumming, I had wanted to make a little clay model for Caroline and David's film but we didn't have time and they were very busy, which is great to see. After went to see Nancy's mum and have a brew then home to maker a fantastic Lasagne for my mother in law's birthday. We had a great evening eating good food and drinking Gin, but the best thing was talking into Ashley's new dragon speech recognition app on his iphone. I haven't laughed so much, we were talking gobledidook and seeing what it was translated as, I was growling, barking and mieowing into it, we were playing say a word one letter at a time ie. l, li, lio, lion, lionk, lionki, lionkin, lionking. Apparently in the Dragon Speak App this makes perfect sense and a very random but sensible arrangement of sentences will appear on the iphone. I may not have been able to convey the absolute fever of fun we were having, but it was very good.

Sunday, Nancy had to go back to London at luchtime, so we took her back to Preston, then dropped Nat of at his girlfriend's in Read, then went shopping. Tried to cut the grass, then Gareth, Justina and Magnus came round for tea. Maya made really good biscuits with Saskia next door and had a dip in the hottub. Got to know Justina a lot better and she is a really lovely lady. We had a good chinwag and played again with the iphone doing Zombie me, ashley turned me into a zombie, but that happens everyday when I wake up in the morning.
I received a fantastic pressie on Friday, Arabic nesting dolls, they live in my conservatory now with my other dolls. I love nesting dolls, I dont know why but I love the fact theat they have so many layers and what you see on the outside is only the facade, there are many layers underneath.

Yesterday when I was cutting the grass, I felt a huge appreciation and gratitude for the place where I live and my neighbours. 3 lots of neighbours came over to speak and it felt lovely. Olivia and Saskia took Daisy to play with her new doggie freind Finlay, who is the cutest dog.

Anyway got to go to work now.

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