and this is my husband peering up at the Jewel Tower across the road, which was built around 1365, to house Edward III's personal treasure and wardrobe, and now hosts an exhibition about the Houses of Parliament and House of Lords.
Saturday, 28 February 2009
A Trip To London - Part One
and this is my husband peering up at the Jewel Tower across the road, which was built around 1365, to house Edward III's personal treasure and wardrobe, and now hosts an exhibition about the Houses of Parliament and House of Lords.
Sunday, 22 February 2009
It's Bunny Sunday!!
Friday, 20 February 2009
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on, The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, Ill leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess Im learning, I must be warmer now
Ill soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark Im aching to be free
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on, The show must go on
Ill face it with a grin, Im never giving in
On - with the show
Ill top the bill, Ill overkill, I have to find the will to carry on
On with the show -The show must go on...
- Queen - "The Show Must Go On" -

Trying to melt my pain away
But it can’t stop what comes tomorrow,
Another problem, another day…

You struggle on, yet just to find
When one thing’s good, ten more are bad
I wish my time on Earth I’d had…
A Favourite Poem From Childhood
The Spider and the Fly
Mary Howitt
Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be,
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"
"Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."
The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again!
And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.
Mary Howitt
Will you walk into my parlour?" said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to shew when you are there."
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again."
"I'm sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?" said the Spider to the Fly.
"There are pretty curtains drawn around; the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I'll snugly tuck you in!"
Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "for I've often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed!"
Said the cunning Spider to the Fly, " Dear friend what can I do,
To prove the warm affection I 've always felt for you?
I have within my pantry, good store of all that's nice;
I'm sure you're very welcome -- will you please to take a slice?"
"Oh no, no," said the little Fly, "kind Sir, that cannot be,
I've heard what's in your pantry, and I do not wish to see!"
"Sweet creature!" said the Spider, "you're witty and you're wise,
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I've a little looking-glass upon my parlour shelf,
If you'll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself."
"I thank you, gentle sir," she said, "for what you 're pleased to say,
And bidding you good morning now, I'll call another day."
The Spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly Fly would soon come back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready, to dine upon the Fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing,
"Come hither, hither, pretty Fly, with the pearl and silver wing;
Your robes are green and purple -- there's a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead!"
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by;
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue --
Thinking only of her crested head -- poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour -- but she ne'er came out again!
And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed:
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.

Thursday, 19 February 2009
A Day With A Difference
Today in Benidorm there was a casting session for "extras" for the upcoming series 3 of the popular ITV comedy, "Benidorm", see the cast below...


So a pretty mixed and slightly unusual day, but hopefully a fruitful one.. and if not, ahh well, you can only try can't you! Have a good evening xx
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Monday, 16 February 2009
Hello again, well it's a gorgeous day here today, and I woke rather late - thanks to my upstairs neighbours alarm going off intermittently for over an hour at 7am, hence sending me into a deep sleep when it finally stopped, grrr - to a warm sunny day, with a moderate temperature of 13 degrees, and a happy heart! Funny how the sunshine always makes things seem that little bit better..
The pictures above and below are some of the old Spanish villas that are dotted around the area I live in.. complete with pools, stone fountains, and plenty of glossy green palm trees.. I always find it a bit sad that they are now sandwiched in between so many towering apartment blocks, bars and restaurants...
After appreciating the views, which I do on a daily basis, I made this warming pork chop and pepper casserole for tea tonight.. as although I'm in Spain it is after all only February, and still pretty nippy at night! I thought this dish would do just right for a late supper, with lots of fresh vegetables and maybe a glass of wine, or two, beforehand heh heh..
And so to siesta now... well, I have had a busy day haven't I! lol... xx
Sunday, 15 February 2009
The Enchanted City...
Well, it's a most miserable day here today, all grey skies and rainclouds, so I thought I'd show you somewhere my hubby and I have visited in Spain... also on a rather miserable day! But we still set out in our car back in November 2002, determined to see all the sights the region offered, to "La Ciudad Encantada".. or the Enchanted City, which lies about 35kms north of the city of Cuenca.



you can see I am absolutely dwarfed by it.

called The Sentries, as they look like they're guarding an entrance to something
magical and mysterious, don't you think?

Here is the official link to the website if you are ever travelling that way, and
are interested in visiting this magical and unusual place:
Well that was a lovely trip down memory lane for me! and the rain has now stopped.. but the mountains have still got their heads buried in cloud so I don't think we're in for much of a bright day.. best I get the kettle on then, and cosy up with a book or some tv! Enjoy the rest of your weekend everybody x
Saturday, 14 February 2009
Welcome To My World!
To the left, is a picture of the imposing Puig Campana mountain that dominates the skyline of Benidorm, it is pronounced pweesh campana as the name is in valenciano, as opposed to the traditional castellano, which is the "standard" Spanish used in the majority of Spain. Benidorm is situated in the Comunidad de Valencia,and many people speak both dialects, especially those in more rural areas.
It is possible to climb the Puig Campana, and there are many hikers and joggers routes up, down and around it! I have only been a little way up it, along an established route, and the views were amazing, see below. This photo is taken directly from my apartment terrace, and I love gazing out at the mountain and seeing it in all the different lights and weather and seasons..
I hope through my blog you will see that the resort of Benidorm is many things - inspiring, beautiful, clean, frustrating, ever-changing.. and yes, more than a little tacky in places, but only because that's what the tourists have demanded over the years!
Anyway, I love it most of the time, and hope you will enjoy it with me too x
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