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Some You Win – Some You Loose

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This is Bazz the goat who adopted us. As you can see he was not well very skinny turned out he had phunomia and after three days during which time we tried to find out who owned him, he died.  Seems there are a few goat herds about but eventually the Department of Agriculture found his owner and informed him we had his goat.  He was due to turn up mid afternoon on the third day but by that time Bazz had expired, so he took away a pathetic little bundle, so sad.   However, during his time here he decided that the shed was his best resting place and my garden was good for munching.  Lemon tree, vine, almond tree and lavender as well as rosemary and thyme he tried them all and drank vast amounts of water. But we have some good memories of him, shouts of leave the lemon tree alone, don’t eat the roses and get out of the tree to name but some.  He wandered around and even tried to get into the FFZ, the only thing wrong was the smell and flies.  Goats poo a lot and it smells, so had to go round and collect it from in front of the house garden did well though.  Anyway here are a couple of photos of Bazz doing goatish things to the lavender patch.

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The Boys and Daughter

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Well who would have thought it, these two hooligans have fallen in love with our daughter. She was over for a few weeks to rest and relax spending most of her time in the fly free zone with the boys for company whilst getting the benefits of the sun without burning.  They had her full attention and just loved it, she took over my ‘office’ and they made the most of things.  Shouting, playing, making sure they had the full attention of their audience.

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She had bought with her some toys after reading about their antics, palm balls, a weeble with a bell, plus a couple of other bits and was in stitches watching them destroy  the palm ball – these birds use palm leaves in the wild to line their nests – which meant they tossed out all the stuff in the nesting box then replaced it with the palm which they had chewed to soften, stripped into small pieces then lined their nest with.  So you can imagine how upset they were when she went home.  However, she sent them a new ladder made of wood and string so we strung it hammock style they now sit on it so we are now betting on how long it will take them to destroy it before Michael has to thread the wood with either wire or thin rope.  And yes they really are love birds bless……

 

Michael’s Hand Update

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As you may or may not know Michael has had an operation on his hand to remove a cyst.  The picture above is just after I got him home from the hospital. He was still under the effects of the anesthetic and insisted on showing the boys his and I quote “writers war wound” yep that’s what he told them.   However over the next few days he came down to earth as his hand came back to life and the pain set in.  Then it was a round of hospital visits until yesterday when he finally had the last stitches removed, now all I have to do is stop him from doing things that could open the wound such as chain-sawing… no not really but you get the idea.   The wound is healing nicely, but he still can’t play the piano….

The Garden

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This is not a picture of the garden as it is now, it’s too dire.  The lack of water – rain – has meant that everything has dried up and the place looks horrid.  But it allows me to clear away some of the dross and where I have done so the beds look well. HOWEVER!!!  although most of the plants are drought resistant even they are suffering so a water plan has been devised for next summer based on the one we have for the walnut tree. As for Sam’s garden, (picture) I have trimmed the olive tree of all the offshoots cleared the weeds and prepared the ground where the yellow bulbs are.  At this end where the pink and red ones are I have a few bits still to do and also make a support for the yellow flowers above the strawberry patch.   The green water tank will have to be put to another use elsewhere in the garden as  the Water Bar was not used this year, but at least we were not bothered by wasps. It is almost time for the olives to be picked so a trip to the presses for the residue which is used as fertilizer is in order.  The roses all need a good feed and also a tidying up so am looking for a few tiles to go round the base of them  to keep the ground moist either that or I shall dig a circle cover the ground with polythene recover with soil in the hope they will not suffer so much next summer.

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Well that’s the forest news for this week,  Michael is still writing and Clearing in the Forest is now out in paperback form from Create a Space and on Kindle.

 

(c) M.D.Bosc Author

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hospital and Me

20140516_121451An Update (via my assistant) lol.

Well as I think I told you two weeks ago I had a phone call from the hospital informing me that the operation on my hand was scheduled for 8th of August (yesterday).  Having my instructions and tablets for the night before I was well prepared.  The only thing was our daughter has been staying with us and yep you guessed it, that was the day she was going back. But like her old dad she had a cunning plan, up to Barcelona Sunday stop in hotel by the station and catch the train in morning relaxed no hassle.  So Sunday found us driving up to Barca on a hot sunny morning, chatting about all sorts of things (well cricket actually). We have been listening to the test match on line best sports/comedy show going, anyway I digress.  We arrived saw her into the hotel said our goodbyes and headed home to find England had won the match.

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We stopped at Club Nautique for a drink and something to eat. I do like this club it’s a place where people who sail go, they are friendly and the atmosphere is happy. Here as you enjoy your drink and meal you look out over the river, see the various birds swooping and diving after insects. All against a summers evening of colour and tranquility whilst you watch the boys and girls training for the regattas. Lots of hard work goes into all this but also laughter plus their families are there to support them, a true sailing club. One last Coca-Cola then we headed home to my medication and preparation for the next day.

I Can’t Play the Piano…Or Caught in The Act!!!

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Well Monday dawned early and we arrived at the hospital in plenty of time. As it was a ‘day surgery’ I didn’t need a hospital bed just a reclining ‘trolly chair’ wonderful. The other thing that really impressed me was how the family is included in everything, mind you it really freaked my wife out when the surgon spoke to her after my op, but I’ll get to that in a moment.  So there I am ready for theater, in comes the trolly and off we go. When I get there my surgon asks if I wanted to go to sleep or stay awake – stupid question to ask a writer – stay awake I said, the writer in me wanted to see what was going on. So a torneque was placed round my arm and I was wired up to a couple of machines, then an anethsetic was injected under my arm and a few minutes later we were off.  I won’t go into detail but I really found it facinating and the surgical team were very good. I had two lots of liquid pain killers and a saline drip and when it was over I actually nodded off and it was then that my wife got her fright.

In the UK if the surgeon personally calls you into a room it’s usually bad news, so imagine her reaction when mine did just this. All the poor woman could say was “whats wrong? where’s my Michael?” confused the hell out of my surgeon for  few minutes. When she explained why he assured her all was well then went into great detail of what he had done. He was totally amazed that the families were not included in things in the UK, then told her I would be going back to the room in a few minutes and they would call her, AND THAT GIRLS AND BOYS IS HOW HOSPITALS ROLL IN CATALUNIA! I was a little wobbly but after a wander round, speaking to friends and doing a bit of shopping, I was driven home tired but happy. Tablets for pain, to help me sleep, and antibiotics along with instructions and a chart of when to take them are all sitting on the kitchen table, simple really.

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The Boys were shouting as our daughter used to sit in my wife’s office and talk to them so I showed them my bandaged arm they were not amused, didn’t like that but they are now taking to me through the sitting-room window where I am sat at my desk reading through my latest book.

Well that’s my adventure over for a while – I hope – will hand you back to my ‘blogger’ for updates on our Forest Life.

 

(c) M.D.Bosc – Author

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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In the past I have mentioned an organisation called B.L.E.S.M.A., which does so much to help our boys and girls who have lost limbs in the wars.

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The particular branch I know is the South East branch, of which Bill Gillett is the welfare officer.  I first heard about them from my father-in-law Jack Pearce. Jack could not say enough good things about this organisation when he lost both his legs they were there offering support, advice and any help they could give.  Bill was fantastic as was Cath and the other hard-working members.  We try to get to the dinner as often as we can, so this year I delayed my Dr’s visit so that we would be there.  It was nice to see Bill again and he brought his daughter Sophie along.

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The dinner is held at a hotel in Emsworth, and everyone brings something for the raffle which is always large this year was no exception this photograph was taken before most people had arrived and as you can see the table is already well stocked. We brought bottles of St. Emillion wine where we stopped off on our way to England.

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The welcome I was given was very warm (these so I am informed, are my adopted daughters lol) they were both funny and bubbly bullying their brother when they started selling the raffle tickets.  I know he sold a lot to my wife.  Along with their mother they took turns sitting at our table during dinner, and this was only the second time we had met the first being at my mother-in-laws funeral.

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The table at which we were sat  also had the branch president and his family such nice friendly people.

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So to tell you that after dinner were introduced to CPO(D) Ian Fleming – no that is his name – we were treated to a description of his walk in aid of BLESMA dressed in full divers kit including the helmet.  He said the weight was horrendous and where the boots touched his legs they rubbed his skin away to the bone. He walked with his ‘crew’ for two days to raise money, and is already planning this years trek. It was so nice to hear this modest man talk and joke about his exploits.

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Also at the dinner was the Base Commander of Portsmouth Commodore Jeremy Rigby who is very supportive of BLESMA and all they do for the wounded service personnel.

We owe a debt of gratitude to all our service personnel for continually putting their lives on the line to protect us and allow us to live safe and in many  cases profitable lives. That they are dependant in many cases on charity is a condemnation of our society. Thankfully organisations such as BLESMA are there to do what Governments should do automatically.  My heartfelt thanks go out to all the fulltime workers and volunteers of this great organisation.

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