Did I say up shit creek?

Last week we were up shit creek without a paddle and this week we just lost our canoe!
The Lord has just lost his job due to a medical injury that has occurred as a result of 26 years of hard continuous work.
It was decided without consultation to retire him.
Nice!
It looks like we need to dig up the Manor flower gardens and start planting potatoes and pumpkin to see us through!
I will have to let the staff go - oh goodness how will I manage!
But on a serious side, it is not a good time in the Daniel household.
Compensation or any payouts are now a dream of the past - even if you get cut in half the O'Farrell government sees fit that one half of you can still crawl to some sort of work, and thats where you will die -even though the Lord is not good now, we hope that with rest he might be able to get himself sorted and be able to do something in the future, although at present, his specialist has deemed that he will never return to full time work again.
I pity those poor bastards that have lost a limb or are in constant pain and now due to changes in policy they face being left to suffer with no help from anyone.
Workers Compensation?
A joke!

I have dreams..

I do.
I dream that my kids are always safe and sound. That they find love and happiness in their lives and that the path ahead for them is easy and care free.
Have I spoilt them?
Yes I have although I have had different results in doing so - but I experienced my mother's love in a very detached and awkward way. She had had a hard life herself and really didnt want the complications of children but there was no pill back then. So she managed to have two.
So I have spoilt both of my girls. Showered them with protection with the hope that they will remember that I care.
Thats the memory I want them to have of me - that I loved them.
I dream for my husband to be happy with his life. To be pain free which is difficult for him right now as every day he suffers from a shoulder injury that makes him have sleepless nights and can make him sad and sometimes cranky.
I wish it would stop and that he would get better and that every day could be fulfilling and enjoyable.
I have dreams for myself too but often they dont matter as much cause what matters is that my family is happy, healthy and safe.

You just cant find good help when you need them?

Help..
The Manor is growing little piles of life's dross in every corner and I am being swamped by "stuff". Today I take a look around and believe that the whole idea of cleaning up is impossible!
A real Lord and Lady would not have this worry - our day would be interrupted at odd moments by the hired help magically working around us with several cleaning implements and keeping things in order for us.
But I dont have hired help.
I just have piles of mess.
Where do I begin?
PS. The picture here is not my house - but it could easily be!!!!!!
If any of the Lords and Ladies have some hired help that they can give us a lend of - then let me know.
I will only borrow them for as long as it takes me to clean up - I should be done in about a month.

Its the Long Weekend!

Well now the Queen's Jubilee is over and nothing left for it but to have a good old long weekend in the colonies!!
I must say I loved the concert that was telecast - it bought back a lot of memories with people like Cliff Richard who I once saw in concert here in Newcastle when I was a mere babe in nappies ( almost ). Then there was Annie Lennox and Grace Jones - Grace what can I say! A 60 year old lady who can hoola hoop and sing and has legs like a trojan soldier gets my vote!
Lord Elton is looking a bit elderly too.
Lets face it we are all growing older.
I didnt like the fact that Rolf Harris got all on stage to obviously fill a gap before Steve Wonder came on and then got rudely interrupted half way through "Two little boys"..if you call the guy up to fix your problem at least give him the courtesy of finishing..
Oh well..It was a jolly good show.
I hope you too have a good one!

Remembering my childhood ..

I have sketchy details about my early childhood.
Not an exceptionally good time for this Lady.
A hard time.
And I must have blotted out a fair bit of it as I only remember random moments.
But tonight I remembered some of the tv shows that were aired while I was very young.
I loved watching tv as it took me far away from where I really was.
I loved "The Beatles" which an animated show for children and each episode also featured a song or two. I used to watch that every Saturday morning.
I also loved "Lost in Space" and "The Monkeys".
I also watched "The Samurai"( another children's show very popular in Australia - it became a cult legend )
Then came "I Dream of Jeannie" and "Bewitched".
Also the "Adams Family" and the "Beverly Hillbillies" and "Green Acres" and "Mac Hales Navy" and "Gilligan's Island"...
Have I opened up the memory vaults for anyone else??

Are we in the Colonies or what?

Yeah, yeah..I know its Autumn but really, we ARE in the colonies and its usually much warmer that this!
Last night was positively arctic!
The wind was howling and the temperature dropped to beyond cold!
The only thing for it was to sit in front of the heater and keep warm and then head off to a toasty warm bed  and dream beautiful dreams of walking through the glens and forests of Glencoe.

This morning at least the sun is out and is trying to defrost the earth in our neck of the woods but the wind is still keeping the temperatures low.
This is not helping the Lord's shoulder pain - ever since he had an injury at work he has been finding it hard to continue working without having to take regular breaks or holidays to get him through his most painful periods.
These last few weeks have been particularly difficult and the cold weather and very early starts have not helped.
This has become a big issue for him and he is slowly realizing that he just cannot continue in the same capacity as before.
So its off to see doctors and specialists yet again this week to see what can be done.
Wishing you all a lovely weekend.

The little Princess has turned Legal!

Well the wheel of life turns so quickly and often as the days and months fly past we dont even notice until we see our children walk past one day and think "who is that person and when did they get so grown up?"
And so I found myself celebrating my baby girl's 18th birthday this weekend.
When the bloody hell did that happen?
She is the last little princess I have and she is planning to leave the nest next year to head to University in the big city leaving the colonial backwater of Newcastle far behind.
I fear that she is unprepared for the harshness of city life and I do not want to think about it right now.
The festivities of the coming of age were a quiet affair as she prefers to save her pennies for her end of school year "schoolies" yet another rite of passage that frightens the bejezzels out of me.
Where is that little girl whose every centimeter of skin would be kissed on a daily basis when she was only a wee bub!
She is now all grown up and there is nothing I can do about it.