Monthly Archives: August 2015

WE REALLY DO NOT NEED THIS!

In the Seeker family, we all seem to have an above-average ability to attract some rather strange people to us!

When my daughter first moved back home and was extremely depressed, she seemed to be helped a lot by talking online to a one-time friend of both her and her brother who emigrated to Australia some years ago. He is the one who came back to England for a short visit last year. His former girlfriend is the girl from Taiwan who stayed with us last summer (I call her my honorary daughter!).
Anyway, this guy went to Australia a few years ago. Our daughter missed him so much when he left; she has often said that he was her best friend. She talked to him such a lot in the early days of dealing with what happened to her at the end of January. Now it seems to be backfiring on her somewhat.
Many moons ago, our daughter used to quite fancy this guy, but he was not interested in her in that way. Eventually they became good friends and all feeling of fancying him left her. Now, he has decided – from all those miles away in Australia – that he now fancies her! He asked her to marry him the other day (she said no!). She actually said to us that, much as she loves him dearly as a friend, it would be a complete disaster if they ever lived together. He would drive her crazy (and probably vice versa).
Apparently he is currently considering returning to the U.K. (an idea that had been on/off for years!). Today, he asked our daughter whether, if he did return, she would see him every day! Every day!!!!
I have realised recently that this guy most probably has some serious mental health problems (apparently such problems run in his family). He has become a bit obsessive, turning funny if our daughter does not answer his messages immediately. Once we were out for the day walking round some beautiful gardens at a National Trust property and even though he knew where we were, he was still messaging her and demanding that she answer him immediately!
What is it about her that illicits this obsessive behaviour from these guys? This is SO not what she needs right now. So what none of us needs, actually.
This whole family seems to be a magnet for strange people! It just isn’t fair!!!!

RECENT HAPPENINGS.

Although life is a bit difficult at the moment, there are some good moments.

Hubby took me for a little drive on Saturday afternoon and we stopped at a country pub in an isolated little village for a glass of wine. Very pleasant!

On the way out though, we stopped at a garden centre to buy some food for the birds, as commanded by our daughter! 🙂 It was an extremely hot day and there were not many people in the garden centre: I think they were all either on the beach (can you believe that this particular beach girl has not even been on the beach once this summer?) or serving afternoon tea to their friends/neighbours on their immaculately coiffured lawns!

These days, of course, garden centres do not sell only garden-related things. As soon as we had entered this one, hubby spotted some belts and spent some time trying to find one that would fit him. I was hot and am not good at standing still. Moreover, I have always had a tendency to feel faint. I warned my husband that if he did not hurry, I might faint – but he took no notice (he is not the world’s best listener!).

Eventually he decided on which belt to buy on the way out – and moved on to look at something else. As I followed him, I had this weird sensation that I was going to fall over. I am an old master at feeling faint and know all the signs. This time though, it felt strange:?just a sudden feeling of almost keeling over to the side, but then being able to right myself. Luckily I managed to get hubby’s attention this time and we went at once to the garden centre’s cafe where I had a coffee and half a rock cake and soon felt much better. It was 3 p.m.,  very hot and I had only eaten one little yogurt the entire day, so I suppose it was not really surprising that I nearly fainted! Strange though that it was actually starting to walk that triggered it: usually walking makes me feel better.

Sunday was quite a cheerful day. Our son and his wife came round for a barbecue in the evening and it was really good to see them. It was a good evening and even our daughter enjoyed their company. I do love my daughter-in-law, she is such a very sweet girl.

##########

There was an amusing incident after church on Sunday morning. We were in the hall talking to M, a guy of Italian origin who is a real joker and never fails to make me laugh. Then along came J, who is a not-so-young American who is quite an eccentric lady. She is an extremely orthodox Catholic (I always say she is more Catholic than the Pope!). She has a good heart but can be very, very judgemental. Conversely though, she can surprise you sometimes by unexpectedly showing quite a naughty, cheeky side. That side of her character manifested itself on Sunday!

J was talking to M and it emerged that they had been sitting next to each other near the back of the church and had both had a fit of the giggles during the sermon. The priest was talking about bread and how before they invented the modern name for it, there was another work hlaf (pronounced claf) which roughly meant ‘loaf’. Sitting at the back of the church, both J and N apparently misheard and thought there was a p at the end of the word, instead of an f. They then thought of the naughtier meaning of the word ‘clap’, as in a disease. And they both giggled…….

I must admit that I was surprised that J would would have thought of that meaning for the word. If I had misheard what the priest had said, I do not think that that meaning would have entered my head…. and it amused me that it had entered J’s. I looked at my husband and strongly suspected (later confirmed) that he did not even know what they were on about, although he did not let them know that!

The really funny (but quite embarrassing) thing though occurred later, after M had left. Our priest came over and was talking to J about an article he had read in a Catholic newspaper about animals (J is crazy about animals and quite fanatical about animal rights!). After this conversation was over, J really surprised me so much. I could not believe it, but she only went and told the priest what had happened during the sermon with her and M mishearing the word and laughing about the other meaning of ‘clap’!

I think all that was on J’s mind was her concern that the priest might have seen them laughing and so she wanted to explain their laughter. I really could not believe she was saying this to him anyway, but then it at once became clear that he had no idea what this other meaning for the word ‘clap’ was! So, he was asking her what she meant and she – poor thing – was too embarrassed to explain! I chimed in and tried to laugh it off, telling him ‘Oh, she is just being naughty’ and he said ‘Oh, okay’ and immediately scurried away! We left poor J walking home still shaking her head in disbelief at her own stupidity……

Not your average Sunday morning at church, that’s for shure! I was left laughing at the thought that the priest (who is really into words and their meanings/origins in a big way) was probably going to go back home and search for the other meaning of the word ‘clap’. He will probably see J – who he no doubt previously thought of as being very prim and proper and quite prudish – in a different light from now on! 🙂

##########

Today (Monday) was our wedding anniversary: 41 years. We had a quiet day at home with our daughter and had a game of Scrabble in the afternoon. Tonight though hubby took me out to a country pub for a meal, just the two of us.

This past year has been hard on all of this family, for many, many reasons. I wish that hubby and I could get away for at least a short break, just the two of us, but it just isn’t possible. We cannot leave our daughter. If she were to start going out again, we could take her away with us….. but just the two of us going away by ourselves is probably a thing of the past. It is just something we are going to have to accept.

##########

Btw, I know I am not posting here much at the moment, this being partly because there seems to be so much in my life that I cannot write about….. There seem to be more things I cannot discuss here than those that I can! There is quite a lot of stuff going on in the background, but I am sorry I have to be so vague about so much…….

##########

Finally, if you try to look at this blog during the next few days and cannot access it, this will probably be because I have deliberately taken it offline, just temporarily. Just doing a bit of maintenance, kind of thing!

Have a great week. 🙂

THE NEWS IS THAT THERE IS MORE NEWS TO COME!

We have been waiting for some important news regarding our daughter and the terrible thing that happened to her at the end of January. We were led to believe that this news would come some time in August.

Yesterday, we got the news….. but it was not quite the final news we were expecting, in relation to us learning whether a certain thing will happen in the future, or not. All it turned out to be was that we were told that things were being progressed to a further stage, for the final (hopefully truly final, this time) person to make a decision. We were told that it could be up to another 8 weeks until that decision is made! Our daughter is quite shocked, because she thought that things would not proceed even as far as they have: she just wants everything to go away now, to not keep being reminded of past events…..

Either some wicked spirits are wanting to torment us, or God is trying to teach us to be patient. If it is the latter, then I think the truth is that we are not learning too well. It is an extremely difficult lesson to learn though, in these circumstances.

I think actually that life is trying to teach me personally quite a lot, right now. Being me though, I probably will not learn very much, or for very long…..

DO MICE SUFFER FROM DEPRESSION?

Okay, so this is a bit of a crazy question. We seem to be fond of crazy things though, here on this blog.

My daughter has been doing an amazing amount of clearing out in her room. Bits of the room that haven’t seen the light of day for years are seeing it now! It is a great thing, because it is so unusual for her to have either the energy or the enthusiasm to do a job like that. We have to see it as a small but hopeful sign.

She came down to me the other night –  just after I had got into bed – with a little strip of pills in her hand. She told me she had found them while clearing out her room. The name of the pills did not ring any bells with either of us, but I looked them up on my phone and the drug is used to treat depression. Neither of us remembered, but she must have been prescribed them at some point in the dim and distant past.

Late the next afternoon, she came to me once again with these pills in her hand. Did I know how they got on the back door step, she asked. Silly question! Why on earth would I have anything to do with this event? What was intriguing my daughter though was the fact that she was convinced that during our previous encounter with these pills, only one of them was missing from the strip. Now, two were gone.

Hubby was duly interrogated. He was the one who the previous night had taken outside the rubbish bag into which the pills had been placed, so he was a slightly better bet when it came to knowing why they were on the back door step with another one missing. He however swore he was innocent of this dastardly crime. We can only assume that the pills somehow fell from the rubbish bag on the way out to the dustbin…. and that our daughter’s memory fails her in telling her that there was previously only one pill missing from the strip, even though she is convinced that another one has now gone missing! (I myself have no memory of how many were there when she showed them to me, but I am getting old and am allowed to forget these things!).

There is another explanation though! One of the little dormice (or fieldmice) who – as I have previously mentioned on this blog – live in a pile of bricks not far from our back door may have stumbled upon the tablets and decided (perhaps because he was depressed because his life is being made unbearable by the neighbourhood cat) to sample one if them!

You might scoff at this idea…. but in my crazy life, you really just never know!!!!

Talking of crazy things, last night found me and hubby sitting round an old (as in even older than us) lady’s house watching a film called ‘The gods are crazy’. My husband in his supreme wisdom bid for the chance to go to this lady’s house to watch the film during a recent auction of promises at a local church and won it for the price of £10. The auction lot was for 4 people to see the film, so we asked a guy from church who is quite amusing company to come along with us. We do not know the wife so well as she doesn’t go to church. We wanted them both to come, but only the guy turned up! He said his wife was tired after a hard day at work, but he had indicated at the weekend that she might not come along. That’s people for you, I guess!

It was (perhaps unsurprisingly) a crazy film! It was quite amusing, although it went on a bit too long and in the middle of the film, the dvd repeatedly kept stopping for a few seconds, which was somewhat annoying. The lady fed us with cheese and biscuits and a nice glass of wine though, so that cheered me up a bit. She is a nice lady, if a tad eccentric!

I don’t know about the gods being crazy, but my life certainly seems to be so…… and at least one of the visitors to this blog might well be crazy too! 🙂

SOMETIMES!

Letting the music speak for me today………

Sometimes there are no words
To set you free
Sometimes you have to let it go
And let it be
Sometimes there is only
A deep ocean blue
And a wave above
An endless sea

Take off on your sails
And let the wind take you
Take you where she pleases
Where she goes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes

Sometimes all you had
Seemed lost forever
Sometimes nothing you can do can make a change
Sometimes all there is, is deep blue ocean
One pair of footprints is all that remains

Take off on your sails
And let the wind take you
Take you where she pleases
Where she goes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes