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2014-07-09 14.42.48
blue sky, clouds of cotton
kayaks & kites
paddling in icy water squeals of shock & joy.
warm sand inbetween toes.
breeze carrying the smell of the sea and thrum of engines out in the firth.
grounded.
happy.
secure.

Serenity Give-Away

Serenity Give-Away.

Theladywillow's Blog

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw synset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Im not going to preach, but please do not bully people into displaying a poppy on their timeline (on Facebook & Twitter) or their lapel. It’s a personal choice. Lets observe Armistice Sunday in whichever way we are comfortable with. Whether its at a public service or at home with private memories. Lest…

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Last night for the eleventybillionth time social media got on its high horse because a “newspaper” published an outrageous headline. Thats what the print media do print something to attract your attention and entice you to buy a copy.  I am heartily sick of the “jumping on a bandwagon and being offended” brigade that has insidiously taken over on the two networks I use most frequently. This has lessened my enjoyment of using Twitter (and yes even Facebook), not the extent that I’d delete the accounts but enough for me to consider a break away. (as if I could stay away!)
There has been a mooted boycott of advertisers in the offending publication which sounds worthy and reasonably simple until you do further investigation into  companies X,Y and Z and realise the have links to companies A, B & C as well as the rest of the alphabet! This was highlighted in a post on Facebook about marriage equality at the weekend listing everyday companies who supported equality for those people saying they would boycott anyone who openly stated they were pro marriage equality. Proved to be a long list. A very long list making it nigh on impossible to truly avoid products or services. See photo below.

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Before anyone goes off on one yes it is a list of North American companies but its an example of how difficult a complete boycott could be. Cutting off your nose to spite your face?
Anyway that was a little off topic. The main bugbear about the internet shitstorm (yes that is the technical term) from last night was to do with the continual rt’s of the front page. Why provide the daily Fail with further free yes FREE publicity? Yes the headline was shocking and ill informed. But do we really have to react like middle aged victorian ladies about it all? And can we expect anything less of the Fail to adopt that style of “journalism”? I mean really?
Hence the title of the blog Indignation IS getting boring.

Oh and don’t get me started on spoilers for TV shows! Really,just DON’T.

I have been asked to write a guest blog by a Twitter friend and I’m racking my brains as to what to write about. I’ve changed mind so many times in the last couple of days it’s like I’m an eight year old hyped up on haribo and fruit shoots! 

Suggestions are sought and will be given serious consideration. Thanks.

Love and Majicks

willow xxx

Life Is Sweet.

I’ve not blogged in a long time. A VERY long time and this has preyed on mind. Life has improved for me in so many ways. But mainly on the relationship front.
Thanks to a simple Follow Friday post from a friend I was introduced to my partner/boyfriend whatever you want to call it. We chatted online (as you do) and got to know one another. I will admit to being wary after the disaster of the previous man. But I kicked myself up the arse and started to flirt more and more and a bit more! When I was down he’d make some sort of awful pun and put a smile on my face.
Numbers were exchanged and the flirting went from dm’s to texts and loooooing phonecalls! One in.particular lasted five hours! We spent a few days together after Christmas and the deal was sealed! Oi mind out of the gutter gentle reader!!! (dirty beasts) I mean we were officially a couple. 😀
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Thats us (he’s the one on the left of frame!) so meet Kenneth (as his mother calls him) my lovely funny caring boyfriend. The photo was taken on his sisters wedding day. Yes I’m really wearing a frock! Although my legs were hidden by leggings.
His family have welcomed me into their fold and of that I’m grateful. I feel very blessed just now. Lets see where life takes me next.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw synset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

Im not going to preach, but please do not bully people into displaying a poppy on their timeline (on Facebook & Twitter) or their lapel. It’s a personal choice. Lets observe Armistice Sunday in whichever way we are comfortable with. Whether its at a public service or at home with private memories. Lest We Forget.

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