Greta Back in Town

The town had been looking a bit thin on the ground in the sailing barge department, but today we notice that our old friend SB Greta is back alongside, apparently taking shelter from a forecast Northerly Force 6.

Dad is involved today in the 'In Bloom' presentations ceremony, having to show up armed with wine, soft drinks and nibbles to feed the assembled masses, although the aforementioned Northerly 6 keeps most of them away and we end giving a lot of the stuff away in "doggie bags" and bringing some home. The house is full of doritos, macadamia nuts and Bombay mix. We get Diamond round to help us get through it all.

We head for the allotment for a weeding session and harvest a load of spuds. We are off to Hastings tomorrow to help out in the pud-lady's garden and we are going to contribute a fisherman's pie, for which we need mashed spuds.

This is the life

Deefs

Global or local?

Mum is mad keen on American (or any other) politics, so she's home from work early to watch every minute of the Barack Obama inauguration. Dad knows his place, and that's to shop for suitably celebratory victuals, so he turns up with good Fizz, cheese and spring onion "Pringles", Green and Black's "Maya Gold" chocolate and, for that American flavour (to drive Meggie wild) blueberry muffins.

Yes, Barack - we toasted you with Piper Heidsieck's red label Brut. Good luck ol' fella. We especially liked old Rev Lowery's prayer at the end

"....help us work for that day when black will not be asked to give back, when brown can stick around, when yellow will be mellow, when the red man can get ahead, man, and when white will embrace what is right."

http://content.usatoday.com/communities/religion/post/2009/01/61651854/1

More parochially, Dad is off to the local "In-Bloom" Committee meeting, where the town's comp itself is safe enough but where Swale Borough budget cuts have done for the town's South and South East in Bloom entry.

Meanwhile, two of Dad's work colleagues have independently snuck out to buy Staffie pups. Photo's soon. One of these is Xena, or "Keira" fame - see earlier posts. Keira grew rapidly into a big black shaggy bouncy GSD, which was all too much for live at home grandson (3). Xena made the hard decision to rehome Keira. Now the grandson is a bit bigger and the staffie will be smaller, so they are fervently hoping that the two get on because, says Xena, this time it will be the grandson who gets re-homed! Go Xena!

Deefski