Saturday, 15 March 2014

RIP Tony Benn




RIP Tony Benn



RIP Tony Benn, the world has lost THE voice of social justice, equality and peace. I can’t think of any one else who gave up their title in order to become a MP. He could have become Lord Stansgate in the early 60’s, instead he was plain old Tony Benn, member of parliament. He left parliament is 2001 to; as he put it, spend more time in politics. Since then he has devoted most of his time to campaigning against the various illegal wars our government and their American allies have waged over he last decade or so.

I feel almost ashamed that we (as a country) never fulfilled his dream of becoming a truly just, socialist state. He said socialism was within our grasp, that it was achievable in our lifetime, and so it was, if enough people had actually wanted it. He said over and over again, capitalism doesn’t work, and he was right. He was right then and he’s right now. And if anyone doubts that capitalism doesn’t work just stop and take a look around the world. Look at the developing countries whose workers are forced into selling their produce to our multinationals at prices fixed so low the workers are left barely able to survive. Millions of workers around the world are unable to educate, feed or cloth their families.  Often children work along side their parents in factories whose health and safety standards are non existent and wages insufficient to lift them from their abject poverty. Millions of workers do this day in and day out seven days a week, fifty two weeks of the year and with no time off for good behaviour. They can’t even grow food to feed themselves because often, they are backed into a corned and forced to grow what ever it is that the ‘market’ demands, at a price also set by the ‘market’.   

This sorry cycle is sustained by the poor in this and other western countries. Austerity has bitten so deep many, many parents in this country struggle to buy clothes for their families from anywhere except the massive cheap discount stores. These stores are owned by the multinationals and supplied by the working poor of developing countries. The only winners in all of this are the chosen few at the top.

There is real poverty in this country now, people who live a hand to mouth existence, people who rely on soup kitchens and food banks and sink deeper and deeper into debt. They are preyed on by the illegal loan sharks but also by the growing and flourishing band of legal loan sharks. These are the easily accessible loan companies who offer ‘payday’ loans with an APR that quite literally goes into thousands. These loans are completely immoral and should, in any decent humane society be illegal. The very poor in this country are forgotten by the rest of us; we see them and think, oh just another chav family scrounging off the state, where as in reality they are locked into a cycle of deprivation and poverty with no release, no reprieve and no hope. If they resort to shoplifting (often for food) they are fined, when they are unable to pay the fine they go back to court and the fine is increased. This ludicrous cycle is repeated and repeated until their debt is like a lead weight around their necks and ultimately someone either ends up in prison or dead. And all because capitalism is the sacred cow of the west.

It makes you feel like screaming, Tony Benn was RIGHT Capitalism does NOT work. He was right then and he’s still right. He fought all his life for social justice for others,  he had no axe to grind, he could have been a peer of the realm and lived a very comfortable life without ever bothering about how the rest of the world faired, but he was a decent human being and actually CARED about social justice for all.  To all of those people who trot out the same old, same old arguments against socialism I say, go to youtube and listen to him speak, read his books, understand his arguments. Try, just try to think independently and not be sucked into the rich mans dream. Understand that socialism would not ‘steal’ what you have worked for; it would ensure that those who are rich and powerful would not be able to ‘steal’ from you. Think about it and ask yourself who profits from this corrupt system of ours, is it you? Or is it someone else a lot higher up the food chain than you or I will ever be? What ever argument any one comes up with against socialism, those very same arguments have previously been used against the abolition of slavery, the introduction of the minimum wage, the Victorian reform laws that stopped children going down mines or up chimneys and just about every piece of health and safety legislation we have today.  In fact these same old, same old arguments have been used by generations of people to suppress the rights and freedoms of ordinary people and ensure their ‘right’ to exploit others for their own gain carried on uninterrupted.  

I am so very, very sorry we didn’t listen Tony, you said we could do it in our lifetime and we failed. We are further away from a socialist state now than we have ever been and I for one am truly sorry.













Judee Sill singer songwriter



JUDEE SILL

Good morning people on this fine Saturday morning, the sky is blue, the sin is shining and I'm feeling good. Off on my travels to France again soon and hoping to catch up with people here before I go.

Strange what you find on BBC 4 these days. Here’s a lady I’d almost forgotten about. What a sad story. She was the first artist to be signed by the asylum label. At 15 she was running wild with an armed robber, she became addicted to heroin and then, at reform school, learns to play the organ. Despite her talent and quite beautiful voice, success eluded her and she sank into depression. In 1979 she sadly died of a drug overdose. She neither looks nor sounds the way you would expect from a lady with that history  She's American but her voice reminds me of some of the English traditional singers. 



Saturday, 22 February 2014

Catch up for February 2014


Saturday, 22 February 2014

It’s been a long time, a month or more. The ‘Bobbi’ thing upset me more than I thought but I’m over that now, it was a valuable learning curve and obviously meant to be.
Since then I’ve thrown myself completely into painting. I’ve joined two local art societies and signed on for another term of classes at the college. Both art societies have exhibitions showcasing members artwork later in the year. In fact in total, if I can manage to get all the work done and keep up with every thing, I could have 6 local exhibition opportunities throughout this year. I’ve decided this has to be the year I take painting more seriously. I’m developing more of my own style; I’ve started concentrating of figure painting. I’m using some of my many photos as inspiration. This is the sort of thing I’m doing now, I know I’ve shown some of them before but I quite like seeing them all together, to me it shows some sort of progression. 


The first one is called Red Balloons and Umbrellas;
 

Fun in the Sun;  
Jump for Joy;

Red Reflections;



This is what I’m working on now it’s called;

 ‘The painters Granddaughter’. 

I’m actually considering painting over this and starting again because now that I’ve started, I’m not at all sure about the composition. I’m thinking it may be better to miss out a lot of the background, simplify the painting, make the figure bigger and just have her stranding in the field of cabbages without all that other stuff going on in the background. I’m spending a couple of days thinking about it.

 I’m still going down south to see my mum regularly. She’s in her 80’s, generally speaking she has the constitution of an Ox but; she can be quite demanding and she drives my poor sister to distraction. I try to go every second month and my sister who lives in France tries to go in the months when I don’t go. That way at least the sister in England gets a bit of a break every month.
Hopefully I’ll be off to France again in April for my spring visit and this time, I hope to take mum with me for at least the first week. That should give the sister in England a proper break. Our situation is a reflection of the way people live these days. The only reason the care of mum falls on only one of three sisters is a matter of geography and nothing else. Mum plus the youngest sister live in the same village in England, I live in Scotland and the other sister lives in France. It all seems so unfair on the sister left to look after mum but I guess it must happen in a lot of families these days.
On a brighter note, and I still can’t believe my luck, while visiting mum last week, she suddenly said I could have her overlocking machine. WOW….. thanks mum, that’s fantastic. It’s a wonderful little machine but very modern and quite lightweight. I posted it to myself just before I left and it arrived perfectly intact a couple of days later. Quite apart for the value in dressmaking and general sewing, I’m already planning on doing some fabric art with the help of this little machine. I’m not at all sure when I’ll get time for fabric art but at least I know when the time does arrive, I have the equipment.

And while I’m on the subject of family……………what do you think of this?? 

Believe it or not this is my 12 year old grandson. He is so proud, he joined the cadets and he loves it. This is him in his very first uniform. I did have some reservations when I was told he wanted to join but; now that I’ve thought about it, joining the cadets is so much better than lots of other things lads of his age get involved in.

I think spring is almost here, I keep seeing little signs, lots of the trees are in bud and the snowdrops are up in the garden. Soon it will be time to get out there and tidy up the garden.

Every thing is still too wet to do anything out there but soon……..it will be time. I’m hoping the garden dries out sufficient for me to do what needs doing before I go off the France for a month. I made a strategic decision not to invest so much time and energy in the garden this year; I want to concentrate on painting. But every garden needs a little bit of TLC at the end of winter.
Well……………I think that’s it for now. I’ve been sat here tap tapping away for a while now and  think I’ve finally ran out of things to say, maybe I won’t leave it so long next time.

Tuesday, 14 January 2014

Bobbi returned to kennels

I’m quite sad; Bobbi went back to the kennels on Sunday. She will be living with an animal behaviourist for a few weeks to address her ‘issues’. She’s a lovely little dog but somewhere along the line she has become damaged. She bared her teeth at me a few times and eventually started growling at me if I wanted her to do something she didn’t want to do. After a few days I realised she had to go back, it’s not safe to keep a dog who thinks she’s leader of the pack.  I feel a sense of loss and that’s after a relatively short time. I’m glad I didn’t keep her any longer that would have been even worse, not sure if I’ll carry on looking for a dog now.

Thursday, 9 January 2014

Introducing Bobbi

This is Bobbi, ( still in kennels) in the end I decided to take her and not Sammy the lovely big white dog I originally fell in love with. I went back to the kennels on Sunday with my other daughter, her son and of course, Daisy Dog. We met both dogs, they were both fine with my grandchild and Daisy Dog. Although I have to say I think Daisy and Bobbi really seemed to hit it off and have lots of fun together. Sammy wasn’t so interested in Daisy, he was more interested in playing fetch.


 Bobbi was more settled and more interactive on Sunday than she had been on the Saturday. I learned she had only been bought back into the kennels a couple of hours before I arrived on the Saturday, no wonder she didn’t want to interact or play very much. I was still drawn toward Sammy but the deciding factor was when I took Sammy’s lead, he suddenly bounded toward the exercise field and almost pulled me over. At that point I had to admit they were right, Sammy was too big and strong for me and Bobbi would probably be much better in the long term. Bobbi arrived at my home at ten oclock on Tuesday morning. After the man from the kennels left we took our first walk in the park; we met all the other doggie regulars and their humans and we stopped to introduce ourselves, I chatted, she sniffed. Tuesday evening Bobbi was introduced to my friend who lives a couple of doors away and her dog; a very large bouncy cross German Shepherd/ Husky who at almost a year old, is just a huge bouncing machine. Bobbi was polite but gave the bigger dog a couple of warnings when he invaded her space and became just a bit too pushy. Large, young, male dogs need putting in their place occasionally. Wednesday she progressed to the extender lead and had some freedom to run and play in the park with her new doggy friends. Wednesday evening my daughters and grandchildren came for their tea. The kids loved the dog, they bought her new toys, she loved the attention and I even allowed them to walk her on her lead a little way. My daughter left me a harness because Bobbi does pull a bit, especially in the mornings when she is eager to get out. The harness seems to have made a big difference, walking her today was much easier. She passed another milestone this afternoon, I went out to my painting class and left her on her own from 12.45 to 17.15, the only casualty of her first separation was her new toy; she totally destroyed it. I was very relieved to see the new nothing else had been touched, she hadn’t even tipped the bin over and almost all the dogs I’ve ever know have fun with the bin when left alone. So………….that’s it so far. Bobbi and I are getting to know each other, and so far, so good. Tomorrow we are going for another walk with my friend and her German Shepherd cross and Saturday my other friend is coming to meet her. She is well on her way to being a very well socialised little dog.

Saturday, 4 January 2014

Christmas/ New Year over.............and life goes on

It’s officially over, my grandchildren are returned to their mother, the decorations are back in boxes on the top shelf of the cupboard, the house is clean and tidy and not one morsel of junk food remains in this house. Its back to porridge for breakfast home made veggie broth for lunch and fish or eggs for tea.
My next major task is stripping and redecorating the stairway. It’s not a job I’m looking forward too but; once the stairway is done, the whole house is done. Yep this is the final stage in the complete redecoration of the whole house. It’s taken me a couple of years to strip every room back to the plaster and start from scratch, but I’m almost there. The only thing that stands between me and the complete redecoration of the entire house is the stairway.  And when I’ve actually done the whole house, I’ll sit back and think, wow what an achievement.
But; before the redecorating begins there is something else I have to do. I made the decision a while ago to get myself a dog. I’ve had a canine companion for most of my life but when my last little one died about 5 years ago I decided not to get another until I retire. Well here I am retired and looking for a faithful friend. I went to the rescue kennels today to see the handsome chap at the top of the page. He is a border collie, about 3 years old and called Sammy. I saw his picture on the local dog rescue site and immediately felt drawn to him. He is a fantastic dog, he’s friendly, gets on well with kids and other dogs and like a game of fetch. He doesn’t seem to know the difference between sit and down, when you say sit………..he lies down but the learning potential is defiantly there. Apparently he was picked up by the police in a nearby town and taken to the local pound to wait for the owner to reclaim him. No owner showed up so he was passed on to dog rescue to be rehomed. I absolutely loved him but the people at dog rescue tried to steer me toward a smaller, more placid, black and white female collie called Bobby. They think Sammy could be a bit much for me to handle, they are right, he is a big strong dog and he does pull on the lead, but I really liked him as soon as I saw him and I’m sure he would learn not to be so boisterous.  Bobby is ok, a very sweet little dog but I think she is too submissive and she doesn’t seem to interact with people very well, she wasn’t interested in playing, she just wanted off the lead so she could run off on her own.  Also as soon as she was shut back in the kennel she started dancing round and round in circles, chasing her tail and barking. I think she could have some separation issues and would maybe bark and whine when alone in the house, especially as she has already been rehomed once and returned after 6 weeks because she didn’t settle. The People at the kennels seemed to blame the new home. They said the new owners hadn’t been exercising her enough and left her on her own too much. This may have been true, she was obviously over weight which makes me think she needed exercised but I’m still not sure about her. I hope to go back to the kennels tomorrow and get a better look at both of them. Apparently another couple are going to look at Sammy tomorrow and I have a feeling the rescue people want Sammy to go to this couple and not me. I feel as if Sammy is meant for me but if it doesn’t happen, maybe he’s just not the one. Maybe little Bobby is the one meant for me. Guess I’ll just have to wait and see. Today I went with the grandchildren who have been staying with me plus their mother and that turned out well because both dogs got on very well with the grandchildren.  Tomorrow I’m going with my other daughter and her Daisy Dog. What ever dog I end up with has to get on well with Daisy Dog because when I go away my dog will stay with her and when my daughter goes away Daisy dog stays with us. It’s all quite exciting. Will keep you posted.

Tuesday, 31 December 2013

Happy Hogmanay 2014


Happy New Year

So that’s another year come and gone. Here I sit, still surrounded by Christmas decorations with the little red headed angel staring down on me from the top of the Christmas tree. The grandchildren are at last in bed and asleep. They have been staying here and we had out own little New Year Party for just the three of us. I think they ate enough sugar to last them until next New Year. I don’t think any one will be getting up very early today.
I finished the ‘Fun in the sun’ painting in between Christmas and New Year. Lots of people have said they like the unfinished version with the drawing still visible, maybe I’ll do another one and deliberately keep more of the drawn line and use less paint. 


 I’m still out taking photos almost every day, its surprising how good winter scenes are. I hope you all received your Christmas cards and thank you to every one who sent me one. So………………..happy New Year every one, and may 2014 be good to all of us