Make lemonade

I don’t know if it’s that I am not feeling well at the moment I have blocked sinuses and laryngitis, but I feel like life is giving lemons. Do you ever have a time when you think to yourself it seems to be one thing after another, and then look at other people and think their lives seem so much better. I know that the grass isn’t always greener on the other side but sometimes it would be nice to experience that lush green grass! Gosh I seem to be quoting a lot of cliches but I feel my life is in limbo waiting for my operation date.

I remember when I told family and friends that I had to give up work their reactions were of that it was going to be this marvellous thing, lie ins,lunches and coffee mornings. But they couldn’t have been more wrong(don’t get me wrong to a certain degree there is the latter)it’s trying to get the motivation to get up in the morning the housework that can wait for another day as you have all week to do it. Then especially at my age not fitting into a group too old to be with the mums and toddlers as yours have grown, too young for older people as your not even 50 and then your friends are at work! So here you are trying to know where you fit in in the world.

So upon moving to Bottesford I thought how great it was to come to a village with so much going on. I joined the craft group and met a lovely group of ladies (of which I now call many my friends) who made me feel welcome, I am not much of a drawer or painter but I like to try things and sometimes we get very creative. Through the craft group I found The faith group, a group of ladies that meet to support each other and spend time with God, yes I am a Christian but I am not a bible basher(which I have been called and I remember coming back from church at where we used to live and our next door neighbour being outside and asking where had we been so early on a Sunday morning and when we replied church he physically took a step back!) I enjoy going but I am not here to preach or force my beliefs on others unless you want to know more. I might blog our testimony on how John and I came to Christ but that’s it.

But I wanted to join the book club of which the village had three but when I called to join was told that two were full and the third did have a vacancy(first apparently in 7 years!) So a lovely lady came to see me but unfortunately it wasn’t for me as my friends and family know I like to chat and have a laugh I didn’t want to have to write a essay about the book I wanted it to be more of a group of friends. So I decided to set up my own book club so Women,wine & words was born and too my delight we have 12 members and have been running for nearly three years now. Now this is where I have to confess I love my book club the ladies are fantastic and we have had some great meetings(in the local pub) but if you ask me how many of the books I have read out of the 28 books we have chosen. well are you ready I have read 1 in the month I should have read it, watched the film version of another, when it came to my choice I chose something I had already read! So truthfully just 1 yes you read right. But my ladies are fantastic about it and we do have a laugh.


A lovely sunny day in May

Well today is a lovely day in Bottesford, so I wanted to tell you a bit about where I live. We moved to Bottesford which is in the Vale of Belvoir(pronounced beaver don’t ask I find it weird too but I am from Kent originally so they think I am a cockney go figure)in 2015 and we have liked Bottesford for a while and we had friends that live in the village, so had visited many times, it’s quite an affluent village and the house prices are quite high as we have a station with direct links to Grantham and Nottingham which have links into London(about 1 hr) so we decided to rent in the village as that was really the only way of getting into the village. So we rented out of house in Lincoln and had the opportunity to rent a lovely cottage on just on the edge of the village and we actually downsize to a two bedroom and it was lovely.

Now anybody that lives in the village will know that village life is hard to get used because everybody knows everybody,everybody knows what you up to but to a certain degree that’s quite nice because if you’re not well or you’re having a hard time you know you have friends and neighbours around you and I wouldn’t change it for the world I love living in Bottesford. I’ve made some lovely friends there are lots to do here and it’s lovely village we have a beautiful church,two pubs, lots of eateries, co-op,spar shop(it’s the select convenience really but every knows it’s as the spar shop) two doctors surgeries, a dentist, pre-school,primary school and high school so everything that you need plus our very own dump! The only thing that’s a little bit weird is Bottesford is part of Leicestershire but we have a Nottinghamshire postcode and our GPs are Lincolnshire so sometimes it can get a little bit confusing but the best thing was because our GPs in Lincolnshire so I can continue going to Derby Hospital for my bariatric appointments,I didn’t have to reschedule and go onto a different waiting-list and start the process all over again.

So we settled into our lovely cottage and village life and then Emma and Oliver (then 6 months old) came back to live at home, so our little cottage was a bit over crowded, we had the smallest bedroom and Emma with Oliver shared the master bedroom, it then to our surprise Emma was pregnant with baby two. Now this was a surprise as emma was being treated for a ovarian cyst, as pregnancy tests had come back negative and this was the only other explanation until a blood test came back positive for her being pregnant(don’t know where the awkward pregnancies come from ha ha) so the cyst turned out to be three weeks early 6lb 11oz (that birth weight sounds familiar and three weeks early mmm) little boy baby Richard.

Now in Bottesford people love it so much that they tend to move about in the village according to their needs, so we moved to a bigger three bed house at the other end of the village, thank fully we moved in just before Baby Richard arrived. We were sad the leave our cottage and our lovely landlord, but needs must. Emma loves the village as well and is really settled now, unfortunately she suffered from post natal depression after Oliver which goes hand in hand with anxiety, so it made sense for us all to live together. But not long after moving our previous landlord called as he has a few properties in the village and asked if we would like to rent his three bed house which would you believe it was next door but one to where we had moved to, so after think over night we decided that John and I would move next door but one and emma would stay with the boys in the new house and that’s what we did.

We now live in Granny & Grandads house(yes we have this on the name plague) next door but one to March House where Emma and boys live, and it works, it really works for us, Chris the neighbour in between is pleased as she keeps the same neighbours and because we are tucked in the corner of a col-d-sac Oliver can walk(as long as mummy and Grandad are at the front doors) to our house, which he loves to do.