Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Violet 'helps'...

(you can click on it to make it bigger :))

21 comments:

Larry said...

Lol, cool pictures!

Uncle Tim said...

lol indeed.

Incidentally, I really like the changes you're making to your website, and notice something new each time I look. I don't think I've seen the banner on your "Listen and Shop" page before - it looks great, and very English.

me said...

LOL! That cat never leaves H's side :)
H is gradually doing banners and quotes for the whole site :)

Larry said...

Holly should consider creating a 'Violet Hat'. :)

me again said...

p.s.Tim ~ The picture on the banner on Listen and Shop is one D took of H in front of D's late grandmother's house ~ Afton Thatch ~ Freshwater ~ beautiful!

Larry ~ Holly has a permanent Violet 'scarf' around the back of her neck when she is working on her computer ~ perfect for this chilly weather ~ lol!

Larry said...

Yep. I still like the 'papoose' pic too, lol.

me said...

Yes ~ That's brill :)

xenonrush said...

LOL. So is Violet your Quality Controller? She clearly does a VERY good job.
I had a look on your "Listen and Shop" page because people were writing about it. You need to update the biography bit. It still says "During 2009 Holly is looking to broaden....." and "As well as studying for her exams, of course!
".

Uncle Tim said...

I always like the bit in the song on the biography page (WKWTTG) where Holly seems to sing "your pickled friends are leaving" (to my ears, at least)!

me said...

LOL ~ takes one to know one Tim ;)

xenonrush said...

Just looked at the Biography page. LOVE that header. What a cutie!
Uncle Tim ~ I can see why the song sounds like that and the sun's not yet over the yardarm. Lovely version of the song by the way.

Larry said...

I just looked as well and it is adorable! I really love that song a lot and it just took on a new and wonderful feeling for me. BTW, I am really wondering, lol!

me said...

Lol Larry ~ me too! How come the great treadmill of life picks up speed as we get older :(

Re: The pic on Biography ~ I remember like it was yesterday, the day that this was taken. Holly was wearing a little red tartan dress and at one point she thought the girl taking the photograph was cross with her ~ so in some later pics she had tears in her eyes ~ I still don't like looking at them :(

Larry said...

*quote*

"me said...

Lol Larry ~ me too! How come the great treadmill of life picks up speed as we get older :("

LOL. It is because the way in which we perceive 'time' (and its passage) is continuously altered by the amount of time (life) we have already experienced. A natural phenomenon.

me said...

Of course you are right Larry :)

BUT...wouldn't it be more fun .... if, as a child when you are desperately waiting for your Birthday and Christmas and all of the fun things to happen.....it went faster.... THEN ... when we got to this part of life, it s l o w e d right down, so it seems we have lots more time left to enjoy life for a bit/lot longer. Throw in a few great cures for all the nasty illnesses etc and Bob's your Uncle ~ there you go ~ problem solved :)

Oh dear ~ was that a tad dismal ~ sorry about that ~ you can tell it's a miserable overcast/rainy day on Oily :)

Larry said...

Lol, yes, that would be very nice indeed. :)

wolfgang said...

I remember the longest afternoon in my whole life. It was the afternoon with the oil beetle, a blue poisonous big female oil beetle, that I had found in the sand box. I was about 9 years old. That was really eternity, a never ending afternoon, this fat Meloe and me, me and the beetle, the beetle and me...forever.

xenonrush said...

The only beetle I remember from when I was a young'un is Alexander Beetle who Melanie Safka put to music a bit later.
Alexander Beetle.
Still makes me smile. But I guess Alexander didn't give anyone blisters.

me said...

Holly loved to collect snails, and had little snail families in boxes in the garden, on a daily basis when she was quite small. By the following morning the snails had all escaped from the boxes. She used to ask me if I had freed them ~ of course I hadn't, they had just crept out during the night. Anyway, only a few months ago Holly said to me, very seriously, "Was it YOU who used to free my snails when I was little? It was, wasn't it!!!" I couldn't believe she had held that against me for so many years ~ lol!

wolfgang said...

Eine Ergänzung zu meinem Schneckengedicht:

"Die Schnecke ist nun wieder frei.
Wodurch, dies ist ihr einerlei.
Sie braucht e i n Haus nur und nicht zwei.

Es schützt ihr Schleim sie, Haut und Haus.
Doch was schützt mich?
Wer geht bei mir hinein, hinaus?
Und wie auch dies Gedicht zerfällt,
so fällt zusammen meine Welt,
wenn Fremdes sich zu schaffen macht:
Das Haus, der Baum,
der Tag, die Nacht,
der Traum,
die Haut so dünn,
so eng der Kreis...

Der weiße Schnee, das blaue Eis,
das tote Kind,
das keine Mutter mehr besingt."

xenonrush said...

me ~ You should have told H that they had to go to work at the sorting office making sure that the snail mail got through in the morning.