Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 331 – Is it Coming Home? Part 2!

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Come on, England!

Most of England, today!

Spidey and I apologise for having football hijack the post again, this week, but, come on, who could blame us?

England are playing in their first MAJOR football tournament final, since 1966!

So, you know I am not that interested in sports. But, on Wednesday, I ended up spending 120 minutes of my time (plus injury time) watching the semi final against Denmark, on tenterhooks, along with most of the nation. I actually had a book in my hands, but didn’t read more than a few pages.

Even my colleague who HATES footy with a passion ended up joining in with our WhatsApp group chat, as we second guessed how the match would end.

And, as you all know, it ended in our favour, with a 2-1 win. (Not without scandal, though, as the England team were fined £25K for the behaviour of their fans, jeering during the Danish national anthem, and allegedly pointing a lazer beam in the Danish goalkeeper’s eyes during a penalty. What a shame a team who has done us proud has to bear the scars of a bunch of nooligan fans who are hell bent on causing trouble!)

So, I hyped up my class the next day, because, if you remember, we have England as our class team, in the school sweepstakes. Sure, there are some kids who have no clue what I was going on about, but we have some die hard fans, too, who were so excited!

And on Friday, as we left, I popped on the Three Lions Song and we all sang “It’s Coming Home!” together.

Who knows.

What has made me giggle, though, is that some people have asked the Government for Monday to be a national Holiday, because they fear the amount of people who may not even be in work, or school, due to a late night filled with drinking, shouting at TVs, celebrating (or commiserating) and the inevitable hangovers!

Still, tonight we find out whether it is actualy coming home, or popping off to Italy, instead. But, we are definitely hoping for a positive result, in our favour, of course!

So… tell me, Team England or Team Italy?

namaste

Wishing you a wonderfully peaceful Sunday, Peeps!

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 330 – Is it Coming Home?

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Success is no accident. It is hard work, perseverance, learning, studying, sacrifice and most of all, love of what you are doing or learning to do.

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Many thanks, Spidey, for channelling my surprising football interest this week! Pele is a true football (soccer) legend, and his words can be applied to everything, not just good old footy.

If you live here in the UK, or anywhere in Europe, you can’t miss the fever pitch that the Euro 2021 football tournament has reached, so far.

I am not a footy fan.

Infact, I would go so far as to say I almost ‘hate’ the sport… Well, maybe hate is a rather strong word to use, but it’s not my cup of tea.

No sport is, to be honest. You’d be fooled by some of my posts. Yes I watch cricket. I ferry my son around to all his matches, and I watch them, because it is him playing, but it’s nothing I follow other than his games, and my brother’s when he plays for Finland.

But, this weekend, we had England in the Quarter Finals. I have seen the England flags hanging from so many houses and businesses. We have aschool sweepstake going, for each class (not financial, just to support!) and my class was handed England as their team. So, I also have a vested interest in this tournament. For the class, obviously!

Aside from wanting our class to be the winning class, I realised how important the idea of it ‘Coming Home’ is, right now, to the whole nation. We have all had a sh!tshow of a year and a half, haven’t we? The whole world. And the handling of this pandemic has left many with no faith in anyone political. But Sports seems to be the way to go, to get morale up, spirits high, and happiness flowing.

I went to pick up a takeaway last night, just as the match started, and as I pulled up to park, it was outside a pub. a huge cheer welcomed me into my parking space, and initially, I thought I was being applauded for my (not so) fabulous parking. Then I noticed the marquee in the car park, and the large screen, and the fans going wild. A goal scored, four minutes into the match.

Just that one positive start, lifted the mood around the area. Smiles passed round as freely as the pints were flowing. Other customers waiting for their food were exchanging excited banter. People were communicating in a away that has been lacking, recently, what with social distancing and masks. Okay, so there was still distance, but there were smiles (it was outside, so no masks needed!), and positive exchanges.

I watched a little but I’m afraid the gargantuan task of ironing oer a weeks worth of laundry was calling me, so, after the first half, I melted slightly, in the warm temperatures, as I pressed umpteen shirts and cricket whites, while listening to the fantastic Sacha Black and Dan Willcocks on the Rebel Author Podcast. I had my ear tuned to the reactions of the two footy fans watching downstairs.

And I heard that the match was going well.

Very well.

Lil Man had predicted a 3 – 0 win, and he wasn’t wrong, until they surpassed his expectations and finished with a 4 – 0 score.

Go on, England!!!!!

Semi finals, here we come! (I suppose I’d better be more excited with the kids in my class, now that our team have a real chance of coming out on top!

So… tell me, are you following the Euro Matches this year?

namaste

Wishing you a wonderfully peaceful Sunday, Peeps!

Geraldine Verne’s Red Suitcase by @JaneRiley #BlogTour

What a thrill to be able to help spread the word about a fabulous book!

I was asked to be a part of the blog tour for Geraldine Verne’s Red Suitcase, the second novel by Jane Riley, and after reading the blurb, I jumped at the chance!

Here’s the Blurb

His dying wish was to set her free. So why does she feel so trapped?

Jack had two dying wishes: that his wife scatter his ashes somewhere ‘exotic’, and that she not give up on life once he was gone. He intended to spur her on to new adventures, but despite clinging to her red suitcase, Geraldine Verne hasn’t left the house for three months.

It takes an accident for Geri to accept help from her friends, but when Meals on Wheels arrive she is mortified. Yet heartbroken volunteer Lottie brings with her more than cottage pie and custard. Like Geri, she too is struggling to cut loose.

As a gloriously unlikely friendship blossoms, Geraldine begins to feel a long-lost spark of life and a newfound confidence. Perhaps what both women needed most, after all, was each other.

Geraldine Verne's Red Suitcase by Jane  Riley

Geraldine Verne’s Red Suitcase by Jane Riley

My rating: 5 of 5 stars


I was thrilled to be asked to read an arc of Jane Riley’s second, book, not least because the blurb hooked me right away.
The grief of losing someone is intense, and we all deal with that grief in different ways.
Geraldine Verne, or Geri to her friends, is floundering. She is lost without her soulmate, Jack.
Upon his passing and subsequent cremation, she finds herself unable to let go of his ashes, and rather than display the urn on her mantlepiece, as some do, she finds solace in wrapping Jack up in special mementoes and placing him in a red suitcase they used to travel with, using it as both a physical and emotional crutch.
An accident forces her to rethink her ideas, as she is suddenly in need of help. More help than ashes and a wheelie suitcase can provide her.
My heart went out to Geri. A woman in her later years, with nothing more than her husband’s remains, and his collection of butterflies as her support.
The way she shut everyone out, in order to wallow in her grief, really hit home with me.
But I loved the way her saviour came in the form of a Meals on Wheels volunteer, and now, despite their age difference, and background, they actually helped one another accept the way their lives were going to be.
Grief can hit us duer to the loss of a loved one, who has passed away, as well as one who has left us and our life, whilst still living theirs, and this book explores that whole topic in a very sensitive, yet entertailing way.

Hi, I’m Jane Riley!

I was born and raised in New Zealand. After graduating from Auckland University with a Bachelor of Arts degree, majoring in French and English literature, I headed to Europe to practise my French, got waylaid in Germany and ended up in Australia.

I have had a varied career in public relations, publishing, freelancing as a writer and editor, and launching an online e-commerce business, which involved writing a design blog interviewing makers and creators. When The Likely Resolutions of Oliver Clock was published, I achieved my dream of becoming a full-time author.

I live in Sydney with my husband, an energetic but scared-of-heights Australian cattle dog-staffy cross, and two daughters old enough to not be living at home anymore. I volunteer as an English language tutor for the Adult Migrant English Program, am learning the piano and teaching myself Italian.

You can find me on Twitter @JaneRileyAuthor.



Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 329 – Music

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“Behind every favourite song, there is an untold story.”

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Many thanks, Spidey, for finding me an appropriate music-based quote for today’s post!

It’s true, isn’t int? There is definitely a story behind favourite songs, or else, why would they be so special?

Okay, I know there are some that you just like the lyrics of, but if you dig deeper, there will be some reason, some connection, that keeps you coming back to it.

Music was on my mind, recently, as I set up my Alexa Dots around the house, and compiled playlists that I could stream through the system. I’m quite backwards like that, where music is concerned. I still prefer my cd player in the car, to the streaming, even though I have Apple music, etc, but now, I guess it’s time to harness the power, and the fun you have, asking Alexa to play certain songs, even though she gets songs of other languages a bit mixed up, and ragga songs, which I do love!

Anywho, on Saturday night, as I cooked the dinner, I asked her to play all sorts of songs, and there were mini stories behiind why each of them stuck with me.

I started with (don’t laugh) the Birdie Song. A true party favourite when I was a young child! I attempted to get Lil Princess to join me to do the moves, but after laughing at me (result, better than the moods we get!) she ran off to her room!

Then it was Copacabana, which reminded me of a dance competition in school, where a couple of friends choreographed a dance to it.

These songs morphed into more and more memories from the past, with tunes, or choooons, as we used to say, from my uni years, leading me to begin to create a playlist for myself with memory songs!

It lightened a rather heavy mood here, as a certain someone came home from a match that was lost, and was particularly negative, and after a bit of a kitchen boogie, all felt so much better. The music followed me up to the utility area, where I ironed and continued to dance to more memorable songs from years filled with wonderful memories.

What fun!

So… tell me, are you following the Euro Matches this year

Chai And A Chat #139 #ChaiAndAChat

I was lucky to have had two weeks off, for half term, considering the housemove, but it went so fast!

And now, before I get an early night, ready for school, let me have a catch up. Drinks to hand? Mine is an ice cold glass of water, as it is boiling here!

  • If we were having chai I’d sigh, and say, we are so happy to be in our new home, but boy, are there still lots of silly things going on! The Vendor never got back in touch, so we will have to take other routes to resolve some issues, but we will get there. The garden is looking lovely. In fact, I am sitting outside as I type this! And I feel at peace, totally, right now.
  • If we were having chai I’d tell you that Sunday nght I went to bed shattered, but really happy, as I got my writing/reading space organised. Now, it wasn’t where I had planned it to be, because there is an l-shaped room in the eaves that Hubby Dearest was going to use as his office space, but due to internet issues, it wasn’t working out, so he ended up shifting to the spare room, downstairs, then into the small bedroom, which was actually going to be my space, once I was all ready to set it up. Anywho, things happened, or didn’t, and he is now going to stay in the downstairs room, as it is more light and airy, considering he will be in there all day. But I have now been gived the upstairs area as mine… and I have been very busy, ordering shelving, storage, etc, for the room. Hopefully next week, I can share photos! But I was building flatpack furniture in the heat we are experiencing right now, and that wasn’t fun! My new chair should be arriving tomorrow, and I can start to slowly shift books here, ffrom my in-law’s house, where they have been in storage the last few months! Boy, have I missed those!
  • If we were having chai I’d mention that we’ve been practicing the new commute, since Lil Princess didn’t have 2 weeks off, like me, so that was handy, but I have ended up driving double what I would usually do, as I was coming back home every morning, then doing stuff, and then driving back, picking her up, then going to cricket matches, or practice! Cricket season is very time-consuming, I tell you! Actually, on Tuesday, we went to a match, and I had been so busy all day, I hadn’t even eaten lunch! So, I ended up with hot chips as we watched. I can’t complain!
  • If we were having chai I’d say how on Tuesday we ended up staying the night at my in-laws, as I was taking my father -in-law to have cataract surgery, and we needed to be there at some unGodly hour, so if I was travelling from home, I’d have had to be up and out the house by 6am! And to drag Lil PRincess too, at that time, would have been unfair. Anyway, we stayed, and I took him. I was there for around five hours, as the procedure was taking place, so I took time to relax, a little, and reaad, but ended up chatting to two other women who were waiting for relatives to have theirt procedures done too!
  • If we were having chai I’d mention that I managed to watch Friends; The Reunion, too and I was so glad I did. Watachinng Friends when it originally came out, during my years in Kingston, living with a Friends freak, I became a huge fan, too, and even now, when the reruns are on, on the Comedy channel, I could watchc the epsiodes over and over. It was actually pretty emotional by the end!
  • If we were having chai I’d have to tell you that ‘that time of year’ has come. Report writing time! So, even though we aren’t officially at school, I needed to make a start, which I did. Still loads to do, but, as I said it’s a start!
  • If we were having chai I’d like to end, today, on some of the flowers that are in bloom, right now, including my first roses! So pretty!
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This week, we are back to school, thata grindstone well and truly on… But this week, we are celebrataing the Olympics for the whole week, so it is going to be off time table learning, with lots of opportunities to teach the children, school-wide, about the games, and diversity, too! Home wise, there will be cricket (when is there not?) and more getting things sorted out, slowly… Oh, and more reports, obviously!

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