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Sound the Trumpets - A New Blog for the Older Brigade has Arrived!

  Spring is in the air and Easter is just a few weeks away!   I offer my humble apologies yet again for not updating my blog, but my eyes decided that they would refrain from giving me full sight after I had a multiple bleed at the back of my right eye, very scary, everything was blurry and still is to a point, but I am learning to focus better.    Last Thursday (19th March), I had my first eye injection, the procedure was okay and painless, my eye was numbed for the injection.  I have to say it was very uncomfortable once the numbing had worn off.  Still next injection; there are 3 of them, I have got supplies of eye gel and stronger pain killers.  However, the following day was really good, it was just a few hours of discomfort and worth it in the hope I will regain complete sight in my eye again. I see the Easter egg advertising is in full swing.  My grandsons prefer I give them money they are not too fussed about having loads of chocolate...
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My Journey Down Memory Lane!



On Tuesday, July 23rd, I hopped on a bus for a little adventure to visit a close relative who lives in a charming, picture-perfect market town surrounded by country.   It’s the kind of place that looks like it popped right out of a storybook.

As the bus rolled along, it took me on a trip down memory lane—literally! We passed by all the places I once called home for over 40 years. There was the house, the one I spent the longest stretch in, looking just the same with a few changes here and there.   Then we turned onto roads that once led to other homes of mine. It was like watching chapters of my life flipping by outside the bus window.

Naturally, I got a bit nostalgic. Do I miss living out here in the peace and quiet? After all, my current town isn’t exactly what you’d call pretty. But then again... it is practical. Shops, doctors, and the hospital are just a quick bus ride away—and plenty of buses! 

Still, the idea of returning to the countryside tickled my thoughts. Would I trade convenience for calm? Swap city sounds for birdsong?

But then came the thought—the one that always wins. If I moved back, I wouldn’t be just a short bus ride away from my grandsons. And honestly? That’s non-negotiable. They’re a huge part of my world, and being able to visit them whenever I want is the biggest perk of town life.

So I looked out the window at the fields, trees, and postcard-perfect cottages and thought, “Nope. I’ll stay put.”

Because as lovely as the countryside is... my grandsons are even better. 

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