Posted by: granny1947 | June 2, 2016

Granny is thinking…it happens sometimes.

004Hello All.

I have shown this photo before.
His name is Blade.
And he is gorgeous.
Jasmine and I always stopped to say hello to him.
And he, once, got so excited he piddled on her head.
She was NOT impressed.
Looked at him with absolute horror.

I stopped to say hello to him yesterday.(Am I the only one who says hello to other dogs?)
He smiled so widely I thought his teeth were going to drop out.
Then he raced off and brought a toy to the gate.

I am seriously thinking of asking his parents if I can take him walking.
They both work and hardly ever take him for a run.
And Border Collies NEED to run.
Also, they had a baby recently so their life is pretty busy.

Problem is he is very boisterous.
And has not been trained to walk on a lead.
Don’t know if I am strong enough.
I love dogs.
I don’t fancy a broken hip.

They are very intelligent dogs.
How hard would it be to train him?
One can do wonders with words of encouragement.
And a pocket full of treats.

What do you guys think?

Posted by: granny1947 | June 1, 2016

Granny and a bit of this and that.


Hello All.

What are we going to talk about today.
Hmm…not much it seems.
My mind is a complete blank.

I have just come back from a walk.
Am still finding it difficult without Jasmine.
Damn, I miss that dog.
A guy from along the road asked me if she was too old to walk now.
I had to tell him she was gone and then walk off quickly.
I started to leak again.
And I didn’t have a tissue.
And I hate sniffing.

My mate, at work,  is off to Germany tomorrow or the next day.
Her 96 year old ex-mother in law has had a fall.
I can’t imagine jetting off to see one of my mother-in-laws.
And I have had a few.
Mind you, when we first moved to Cape Town I drove an hour to visit my first M.I.L.
Every ruddy weekend.
And an hour back.
But I felt sorry for her.

Anyway, I might be putting in some overtime in the next few weeks.
I need two new tyres for my car so the extra money will help.

I told Barry we were going to babysit her Great Dane.
I wish you could have seen his face.
Absolute horror.
Actually, she is an easy dog.
She comes to work every day.
Always comes to me for a cuddle as soon as she arrives.
Then sleeps for the rest of the day.

And now I have waffled enough.

Posted by: granny1947 | May 31, 2016

Granny and it came back!

2010_07130009Hello All.

So, I remembered what I wanted to tell you.
First, though, I have to give my overseas friends some background.

We have recently had a spate of violent protests.
I am not too sure about what.
Poor service delivery.
Changing municipal boundaries.
That sort of thing.

More than fifty schools, libraries, clinics etc have been either vandalized or burnt to the ground.
It defies logic.
You are unhappy about something and then you take away your child’s right to an education.

Within days the government managed to bring in mobile classrooms to replace a few of the schools.
My favourite radio DJ commented on it.
He wondered why the government could suddenly spring into action when a lot of the rural schools are in mud huts.
And some teach under trees.
His colleague said ” maybe they should burn down the tree”

Sorry, but it appealed to my black sense of humour.


Posted by: granny1947 | May 30, 2016

Granny is losing the plot.

2010_07130003Hello All.

Yesterday, I knew what I was going to blog about today.
Today I have no frigging idea what it was all about.
It has vanished into the ether.
Probably, never to return.
A pity because I am sure it was going to be something mind blowing.
Or not.

So, what shall we talk about?
Barry and I went for a walk today.
Me with walking stick(to warn snakes of my approach)
And my camera which I never used.
Because there was nothing worth snapping.
And no Jasmine.
No stopping at every blade of grass.
I was quite puffed out.
Anyway, I MUST keep up the walking.
I am not quite ready to join her.
Though, she had better be waiting for me.

I am sleeping far too much.
Perhaps catching up on the months of getting up every couple of hours to check on her.
I don’t think so.
I don’t think it works that way.
Lost sleep has gone.
Anyway, this afternoon I dreamed that Molly, from Mike and Molly, had come for supper.
Probably because I had been watching it on TV before I dropped off.

Yes, that is a gripe I can express here.
I have no idea what idiots they have at DSTV(cable) but they need their butts kicked.
It is bad enough that we spend a small fortune for the dubious pleasure of viewing their stuff.
I wouldn’t do it but Barry likes the sport.
They are starting all the old series from the beginning.
Like we wouldn’t notice?
Now they have a new trick.
They show two episodes of Mike and Molly and then, immediately repeat the first one.
Do they think we have attention deficit?

Oh hell, it is time for me to do my cooking thing.
For some reason Barry seems to want to eat every night!

Catch you all tomorrow.

Posted by: granny1947 | May 29, 2016

Granny is suspicious.

2010_07130015Hello All.

We went down to the beachfront for a walk yesterday.
I took some lovely shots.
You will just have to take my word for it.
Somehow I deleted all of them bar one.
Strangely that one is the last one I took of Jasmine.
I am not going to share it.
She does not look her best.
And women take that seriously.

I have a question for all my overseas friends.
Do your lotteries get won on a regular basis or do they roll over a lot?
Every month end our lottery gives a BIG prize.
And every month end it is won?
Colour me paranoid but I think something is fishy.
Corruption is so rampant in this country why not the lottery.

Our post office is on the verge of closing.
It is in severe financial trouble.
Much like all the state owned enterprises run by our brilliant government.
Barry went to the post office that sorts the mail we never receive.
They happily handed over a refuse bag full of mail they have not delivered.
There must have been close on 500 letters.
Registered slips included.
They had a couple of excuses.
They don’t have a vehicle to come to our complex(the complex is one block up from the rest of the suburb)
It is too far for the postman to walk.
She can’t reach all the mail boxes.

In the old days we used to get mail TWICE a day.
Then it went to once a day.
The post office was solvent.
Bloody ANC.

Hmmm…have just thought of something else but this post is going on too long.
Will save it for tomorrow.

Posted by: granny1947 | May 28, 2016

Granny and the cat.


Hello All.

Well, supper went well.
My friend lives in the complex.
Her cat decided to come and visit too.

Barry was not amused(Barry is Mex by the way)
He does not like cats.
I suspect he views them as large creepy crawlies.
And, we all know how he feels about THEM.

Her cat, Storm, is part Siamese and a real character.
With a tendency to walk past you and give you a bite.
So I kept an eagle eye on him every time he neared Barry.

He explored the house from top to bottom.
It’s a small house so it did not take too long.
Even leaping from the fridge to the top of the cupboards.
Then I did the unthinkable and gave him some of Jasmine’s leftover pilchards.
Which he scoffed with great gusto.
He will probably be back.
She is moving at the end of June.
I shall miss them both.

I took half a sleeping pill and I think I slept well.
And, I never wet the bed.
So all is good.

I saw a missed call on my phone yesterday.
From a very strange number.
Hope it was freelotto to tell me I have won 10 million dollars.
I shall keep my phone handy.

Have a good day everyone.

Posted by: granny1947 | May 27, 2016

Granny feels the love.

002Hello All.

Two posts in one day.
Watch out for dramatic changes in the weather.
Or an earthquake or two.

I am feeling a little better.
The torrents have subsided to the odd trickle.
Especially when I read all the comments here and on FB.
I have been overwhelmed by all the love.
An upside to these two horrific days.

Tonight I have a friend coming for supper.
Cooking might keep me on an even keel.
She is a big softie who also loved Jasmine.
We will probably have a little weep together.
And Mex will roll his eyes.
And pretend he has a cold again.
I am glad I am not a man.
I could just sob my heart out.

I have lost a lot of people I loved very much.
But I always told myself that when you lose someone you are crying for yourself.
And I have had a little weep and carried on with life.
My reaction to Jasmine’s death took me by surprise.
Gut wrenching sobs.
I have never done that before.
I think, maybe, because I did not have to be strong for anyone else.
I could just wallow.
And, now that I have, it is time to move on.
However, I keep hearing her panting.
And I just couldn’t go for a walk without her today.
And I miss her big brown eyes watching my every move.
Such unconditional love.
I was so lucky to experience that.
Damn, am leaking again.

Nancy put it so well.
I don’t have froggy eyes.
I have bullfrog eyes.

Tonight Mex is giving me a sleeping pill.
There could just be a little problem.
I have had a lot to drink today.
What if I wet the bed?

Which reminds me.
When Jasmine started pooping in her sleep my younger son said it was time.
I didn’t listen.
He did, however, say that if I start pooping in MY sleep he will put me down.
For once I am glad he lives a 1000kms away!

Posted by: granny1947 | May 27, 2016

Granny is leaking.

Picture 007

Hello All.

For all those who are not on my Facebook….Jasmine passed away yesterday.

I am distraught and have not stopped howling.
Am doing it right now.
And, I am at work.
Which makes me look like a crazy old woman.
And, maybe I am.
So be it.

I cannot recall EVER crying this much.
And I have lost so many people dear to me.
I have tried to analyse my feelings.
Tried to make sense of this absolute grief.
I am stumped.

Mex came with me to the vet.
But he did not come in when they gave her the final shot.
Just as well.
She licked me just before she died.
Maybe I should not have gone in either.

When I got back in the car I just sobbed and sobbed and Mex sniffed.
He said he had a cold.
Yeah right.

I promise to try and make my next post happier.

Posted by: granny1947 | May 25, 2016

Granny comes back


Hello All.

Remember me?
I cannot believe it has been six months.
Time flies when you are having fun.

I have no real excuse except that I have been very stressed.
I have become poop obsessed.
My darling Jasmine has aged rapidly.
Has taken to pooping in her sleep.
Everyone says do the dirty.
But I cry when I just think about it.

She is still eating.
She still wants to go for her walks.
Albeit slowly.

For the last week she has had NO accidents.
However, this is because I wake her up at three in the morning and sit outside shivering until she does what is required.
It takes a lot of coercing to get her to go outside.
She looks at me as if to say WTF?
I was sound asleep.

Unfortunately, I am also waking up at eleven and one and two.
Not getting much sleep.
As I am now in my 70th year I guess my internal clock has gone a bit haywire too.
Jasmine is thirteen and a half so I can only imagine how SHE feels.

I am NOT enjoying going to work at six in the morning.
It is pitch dark.
The white lines have not been painted since Noah set sail.
One has to drive by memory.
Today it was raining which made it even more fun.
Add to that busses that sail through red traffic lights.
Because they are bigger and they can.
And let us not talk about the black taxies.
They also go through red lights.
They stop to offload passengers in the traffic lane.
They reckon if they have their hazard lights on they can do as they like.
And they do.
I breathe a sigh of relief every time I get to work safely.
Where is that damn lottery win?

To add to my woes my precious Stepdad got cancer back in his nose.
He had to have two ops in two days.
It really took it out of him.
And me.
The one day I spent eleven hours at the hospital and was finished.
Fortunately they appear to have caught it all.
Though he does not look quite as handsome as before.

Mother is definitely going into dementia.
Repeats herself all the time.
It is driving the old man crazy.
I need to find someone to come and help her and to cook for them.
They should be in a retirement home but won’t hear of it.
I spend a lot of my time visiting them and taking him to various doctors and specialists.
maybe that could be excuse number two.

Anyway, enough for now.


Posted by: granny1947 | November 16, 2015

Granny gets bitten.


Hello All.

Relax, it wasn’t a snake.
I have no idea WHAT it was.
Probably a sneaky spider.
I suddenly got an itchy lump on my stomach.
Which made me think.
How did it GET to my tummy.
It had to have crawled past some of my intimate spots.


Our baby Plovers are doing well.
Do you know how hard it is to get a picture of a baby plover?
As soon as you point your camera the parents go ballistic.
And the baby runs.
And you get a picture of grass.

I loaded these photos via Windows at work.
Which is why they are so small.
Another lesson learned.


You might think the above pic is a bunch of weeds and grass.
But there IS a tortoise in there.
Since we moved here, Jasmine has seen three new things in her long life.
The first was the puffadder.
Which I wouldn’t let her examine.
The second was a cow.
She wasn’t too happy about them.
Too big for her liking.
The third was the tortoise.
She was intrigued.
She keeps looking for it when we go for our daily walk.

And, now I have to go and cook supper.
Hmmm, come to think of it, I am quite hungry.

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