I've Lost It!

Yes, I think I've finally lost it.

All the running about collecting my grandchildren from school and nursery, taking and collecting from discos and parties, Christmas shopping and generally trying to get cleared up for Christmas has finally got to me.

I collected Lauren from nursery and had a few cards I need to get weighed to send abroad. On the way to the Post Office Lauren had a"boulder" in her shoe and I had to stop, put my things down on the ground and sort out the shoe problem. When I got into the Post Office I discovered I had no purse, realised I must have put it down and not picked it up again when I sorted the shoe issue out. Went straight back, literally about 30 yards from the Post Office but no sign of it. Just a man walking his dogs ahead of me. Checked the car and around it then went back home to start the horrendous task of contacting all and sundry to report stuff missing.

The thought of contacting everyone to cancel cards and then being without them for the next couple of weeks was horrendous. Then there was the bus pass, library cards, the list seemed endless. Just as I picked up the phone my mobile rang and there was a strange message from a man to ring him. It turned out he had been walking his dog and picked up my purse. Yes the same one I had seen! He gave me his address and I went to pick it up and thank him.

He lived in the same street as we did when we were first married but had just moved there 4 years ago so I didn't know him. We had a lovely chat talking about what it was like when the houses were first built, we were amongst the first people to move into the street. He loved it there but his wife had never settled and sadly he told me she had died three weeks ago. His daughter was there visiting him and it turned out she lives in the same street as my daughter.

He was a lovely man, so honest and I was really grateful to him. He wouldn't take any money from me as he said well it's not mine it's yours. I told him that it wasn't the money, there was very little in the purse, I never carry much. He had just saved me an awful lot of time and inconvenience and I was really grateful. He wouldn't have any of it though.

Isn't it nice to have your faith in people renewed. There are some really nice and honest people around despite what we see in the papers and on TV.

Skywatch Friday - 5 December 2008

Well we finally got the white stuff! This is the view from the back of the house this morning, grey skies and it looks like a black and white world!

Yes, four inches of snow, forecast by the Met Office well in advance and still the place comes to a standstill!

This is the view from the front of the house and I'm dreading going out to pick up my grand daughter. Doesn't look like the gritters or the snow ploughs have been out yet.

Here are my grandchildren an hour later playing in the back garden. They let me bring Nathan home from school at lunchtime too. Thank goodness I don't have to go back for him at 3 o'clock, the roads were terrible!

This is really Lauren's first snow. We've had very little since she was born. The last time I can remember snow as deep as this (and it's not really deep) was about six years ago, when Nathan was her age, four. This will be the first snowman built in our garden in years.

Well here we are about 3 hours later. There's a little bit of blue sky, some lovely creamy clouds and someone's turned the colour back on. The grey snow clouds have gone, for now!

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