Happy 80th Mum!

 Mum

It only seems like yesterday when we were all still living with you at home

John playing in the garden and Sara listening to Rush - just wanting to be alone!

Max running riot all over the estate 

Always learning how to jump the garden gate!

Such happy memories of our wonderful childhood in St Davids Road

Like the year we were snowed in and it was really flipping cold!

We strapped Max up to our little sledge 

Off to Pembroke to buy a big bag of coal.

But on the way back home at the top of that hill - Max spied a cat

Off he shot, coal sliding behind - anyone in the way would be laid out flat.

It felt like we lived at the beach in those long, lazy, hazy summer days

We'd pack a picnic, our dingy as well - arguing - well of course - always!

We'd stagger down to Broad Haven beach and set up camp in a far flung spot

And we will never forget when poor Souki became the one that we forgot!

We'd spent a lovely day on the beach - all packed up to head for home

Someone not too far from you decided to have a little roam

Straight in the rock pool that little person fell and got soaking wet

So you scooped me up, wrapped me in a towel just as the sun set.

And so it was we all scurried off the beach,  leaving behind our beautiful pooch

Nobody noticed Souki was missing until someone wanted a doggy smooch.

Dad rushed straight back to search the enormous beach but poor Souki could not be found

Undeterred Dad went back at first light and she was there but then gave him the run around.

Souki was not the only lucky one to survive because when John was born Sara was jealous.

Or perhaps what we should really say is that her show of love was slightly over zealous!

When he was a baby, lying in his pram, she popped a boiled sweet in his mouth to suck

You heard this strange noise coming from his pram and when you looked were horror struck!

Sara decided to powder baby “just like mum” but she put some salt and pepper in his eyes

All this love and attention and the poor boy was still only pint size!

Then one day we three were in the garage playing with the oars 

It wasn’t long before there was war

But upon whose head was that dinghy oar smashed over 

Yup poor old John, with a gash in his head our game was over 

We all used to argue like cat and dog and us girls did gang up on the only boy

We'd fight over toys, the TV and washing up - but our home was usually full of joy.

Dad would be there cracking jokes and you'd be creating wonderful bakes

Cinnamon swirls, Chelsea buns alongside a load of glorious cakes.

If Dad wasn't playing his clarinet 

there were other sounds he would emit!

Like the time in France whilst touring the vineyards and in the cellar a bum burp dropped 

Our lovely French guide stopped, turned and said "ah listen the cork it does "pop""

We were all mortified and dying to laugh and Dad just nodded and said "ah oui" 

We all had to just carry on, try not to laugh, for there was nowhere to flee!

We all went to Kismet with Babs and Brian and Dad let one slip in this tiny space

The smell slowly crept across the shop - it was a case of get out quick or cover your face.

We had so many laughs along the way and life always seemed so carefree

And despite the odd argument here and there most of the times we all agreed

 On our holidays in Saundersfoot with the Bowmans we always had the best times

We were definitely thick as thieves and like partners in crime!

You and Aunty Jean always staying so calm, feeding the 5000 was what you did best!

To have these amazing memories makes us all feel truly blessed.

And so we come to 2020 and a big birthday in lockdown which makes us sad

Covid-19 has won the day but we will celebrate and for life we will be glad.

We may be few in numbers - just us three

 but we shall all come together electronically

So lets open the fizz and celebrate your life - we won't let this virus get in our way

80 years young and lots to be thankful for so we will make this a very special day!

 

Touch it - feel it - no live it

Touch it - feel it - no live it 

How do we measure success...........

Can we touch it
Can we feel it
Can we count it

Are we born with it
Are we taught it
Are we oblivious to it

Do we need it
Do we want it
Do we have to have it

Should we aspire to it
Should we achieve it
Should we be grateful for it

Could we fake it
Could we lose it
Could we live without it

Who decides what it is
Who judges if you’ve achieved it
Who cares

There is only one thing you need to know

It’s YOUR success
YOUR measure
YOUR goals
YOUR ambitions
Only YOU can judge YOUR success

What is a major achievement for one could be an insignificant moment in another person’s life. What may seem trivial to you may be a huge milestone for someone else.

So let’s not judge each other - let’s just be kind - let’s just be compassionate- let’s just be nice - let’s celebrate the small things - let’s not put others down - success is personal - it can be public - it can be private - you may feel like it’s never going to happen - but it already has because you are here reading this and alive - just living is the greatest gift we can have ❤️

3-10-2020 

J C Hicks copyright

80 years young Mr Hicks

2nd October is a really big day
We are going to party come what may!
The rain may be falling with grey skies above
So we will dig out our scarves and even our gloves.
We have a big birthday to mark you see
But sadly no party will there be.

Reg Hicks has turned 80 just a spring chicken
With no party looming the Hicks’ were stricken
This blessed virus has put paid to that
However we can still don our party hats!
So we will somehow gather together - apart
Socially distanced this breaks our hearts!

But this day must be marked the best we can
Reg is the head of the Hicks clan.
He married young Valerie many moons ago
Together they’ve watched their 4 boys grow
Lots of grandchildren keeping them young
So many happy birthdays have been sung.

So a big fat happy birthday to you Dad
The fact we cannot all be together makes us so sad.
But we will raise a glass and wish you well
80 years needs celebrating because it’s just swell.
So we will party in the garden come rain or shine
Until the day when you can be wined and dined!

Happy birthday Reg! 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

Summer vibes - coz there’s no Christmas tribes!

Summer vibes - coz there’s no Christmas tribes! 

I’m thinking of having an alternative Christmas
Creating a beach scene - cocktails not biscuits
Now hear me out for you must think me mad
Not to go festive, surely that can only be bad?

The tree will be up and the lights gently flickering.🎄
The house full of treats and the garden is glimmering.
A fully lit 6 foot Santa stands in pride of place 🎅🏻
Stockings hanging up in the candlelit fireplace.

It sounds quite idyllic - it truly does
Because Christmas always brings an amazing buzz.
But what about parties and pre-Christmas drinkies
No shaking of hands not even our pinkies! 🙈

Surrounded by things that just scream out family
No drunken renditions of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody!🎤
No parties or swift after work gin and tonics🍸
Moaning that your spending has been really chronic.

So if I sit in some sand with a pina colada 🍹
Maybe even pretend I’m in the Costa Brava🏖
Then I may find no socialising a less bitter pill to swallow 🙁
Either way I promise I won’t sit and wallow! 🥳

J C Hicks Copyright 15-9-2020

Behind the mask 😷

Behind the mask 😷

What lies behind that mask you wear
Feelings, emotions you now cannot share.
Take a moment and just think it through
Half your face covered it can be misconstrued.

When you’re screaming inside and full despair
Maybe feeling like nobody really cares.
All that is seen is your pool like eyes not that beautiful smile
We can’t read the signs that you are feeling quite hostile.

Those eyes that we see like the sea of humanity
A variety of masks displaying our vanity.
Our beautiful smiles smothered and covered
Our true emotions lying deep and undiscovered.

The eyes are the windows to the soul
Or this is what we have been told.
Can your eyes truly display your happiness and joy
Full communication potentially may now be destroyed.

That lady who sits alone on the bus with feelings of sadness
And she has no-one to talk to and no-one to trust.
The couple who cannot quite believe all the madness.
The person who simply is just full of badness.

The old man whose heart simply hurts with such pain.
The joy for the girl whose been sipping champagne.
All to be read through those “windows” from now
We need to look deeper to see what’s not clear.

For behind that mask lies a world we cannot see
A society which no longer feels open and free.
Consider these facts when you slide on that mask
But don’t ever think it’s a disagreeable task.

I know it can feel like the mask sucks away all fresh air
But we must protect one another and our wonderful healthcare.
If you think it’s bad to cover your face for a moment here and there
Think of those workers who don it daily, like those giving care.

A new phase of fighting this terrible virus
Fears and emotions feeling quite heightened.
More beautiful lives potentially at risk
Covid19’s movements once again feeling brisk.

So look after each other and ask how are you?
And listen to what the other construes
For you can’t see their face that shows so many signs
And remember to make sure your eyes truly shine!

#Covid19 #FaceCoverings #StaySafe #Face #Hands #Space

J C Hicks Copyright 12-9-2020

My sexy beau ......😍

My sexy beau ......😍

Oh hello you devil - it’s lovely to see you
If you hadn’t arrived I’d have felt a bit blue!
You snuck up behind me all of a sudden
Don’t spoil it now by making me go running.

You are quite possibly my most favourite thing.
Although I know it’s just a brief fling.
We will sing, we will dance and maybe drink wine
You know when you are here it’s always divine.

You have two sides and I really quite like it
The first half is my favourite I have to admit.
It’s all about wine and no need to diet
Then you slow down and become a bit quiet.

As time moves on you look so serene
A gentler pace but you do mean we clean.
There’s no escape from that duster and mop
And George is around and he’s playing bad cop!

So if you ask me my favourite - which half I prefer?
Why I’d have to pick Saturday’s although it’s sometime a blur!
I do love the Sunday’s all lazy and slow.......
My best friend the weekend - you darn sexy beau ❤️😜

#Chill #Relax #Unwind #Rest #Love #Laugh #Live

Happy weekend folks 😘

J C Hicks Copyright 11-9-2020

Hands face space ....

Hands  face space ....

2020 the year of new sayings and ways
Every day waiting to hear a new phrase.
Stay at home and stay safe was the one that we heard first.
When we used to think bubbles were just things that could burst.

Along came that thing we all love to say
It’s the new normal - we hear it repeated every day.
I don’t want the new normal I’m screaming inside
I just want the old ways - before thousands had died.

Next they decided we must stay alert.
Great another new buzz word for Boris to blurt.
I’m alert all the time, we’ve been living in fear.
In case someone with the virus is standing near!

Wear a mask - wash your hands - Stay 2 metres apart.
We’ve heard most of these things right from the start.
So many renditions of happy birthday have been sung.
Ironically singing is banned and mustn’t trip off our tongues!

Go out - but stay in - don’t mix in large crowds.
But going to the pub is definitely allowed.
Just socially distance and all will be well
But you turn, speak and the droplets just fell......

Droplets - tiny droplets that just become airborne
Slowly and quietly invading our lungs.
Stay alert - stay apart - is that one metre or two?
All the countries having such varying rules.

Hands -face - space is the new one today.
Boris has spoken so we must all obey.
But we don’t need these tag lines to know what to do
We just need common sense to protect me and you!

So remember the rules - if you know what they are
All in all it’s probably best not to travel to far.
Just remember to keep your hands clean and stand far apart
After all we don’t want to appear on a government bar chart!

J C Hicks Copyright 9-9-2020

Words

Words 

Words, words, words tumbling out of our mouths
Free, freely, for we have freedom of speech.
Some meaningful, others meaningless.
They roll out of our mouths floating across the air
Listened to, heard, misheard, reacted to.

Words, words, words used too much - used too little
Hatred, love, despair and grief
Emotive, emotional, insincere, heartfelt.
They connect us - are an expression of us.
They separate us and cause great divides.

Words, words, words they shape our lives
Hourly, daily, weekly, monthly, a lifetime.
Forgotten, forgettable, memorable, never forgotten.
They create moments, shape events, change events
We are what comes out of our mouths,
whether it’s spoken, written, signed, expressed.

Words, words, words they can map out our futures
Intimate, enemies, families, strangers, political, global.
Loud, soft, harsh, tender, sung, sobbed.
An outlet of how we feel, what we believe
A map, a guide to a greater understanding of you, me, everyone

Use them wisely
Use them kindly
Use them often
Use them carefully
Use them from your heart

Your words can shape other peoples lives.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

J C Hicks Copyright 5-9-2020

Sands of Time

Sands of Time 

Your hand in mine
The sands of time
Are slowly slipping away
Please don’t go - stay

Your body lying there
Your eyes just stare
Stare up at that bleak ceiling
I don’t know what you are feeling

Your motionless body barely breathing
My warm hand you are squeezing
A gentle squeeze
I try to put you at ease

You are not with us
And now you make no fuss
You almost look at peace
Knowing that your life will cease

Time, it doesn’t stand still
Now delivering a bitter pill
We cannot stop it
Not even just a tiny bit

It’s not really you in that bed
So much left unsaid
Your final hours in this world
Your fingers around mine - curled

I think of the good time’s we had
Memories swirling; good, funny and sad
Taken away by this vile virus
Now it is death you desirous

Too young to be taken
I’m willing you to awaken
I feel your grip slowly loosen
Slipping away like a setting sun

Your hand in mine
Losing against the sands of time
I will sit with you my friend
Stay close with you to the end


I cannot imagine what it must be like for those who have lost loved ones to COVID-19 - denied the chance of holding a loved ones hand - it’s still out there albeit subsided but definitely not gone.

In memory of all those who have been cruelly ripped away from loved ones, family, friends, colleagues ❤️. Also to anyone whose has experienced losing a loved one and that horrible feeling of not wanting them to go. 💞

J C Hicks Copyright 27-6-2020
Pembrokeshire Poet (Facebook) 

Covid-19 silver lining .......

Covid-19 silver lining .......

Your normal daily life spews out CO2
Will this lockdown change your environmental view?
We are seeing that our planet is very slowly healing
Surely the idea of cleaner air is appealing?
I know that when this is over we will all revert to type
Maybe I’m being harsh, applying wild stereotypes.
Our planet, wildlife & nature slowly being choked
We created mass industries which produce a mass of smoke.
Our discarded waste and plastic killing ocean life
Surely we should expect better for God’s wildlife.
Our fast, material lives are killing these lush lands
I hang my head in shame and hold it in my hands.
A disposable society the western world created
The consequences of our actions being unappreciated.
This terrible virus seeping across the world
It’s devastating effects slowly being unfurled.
But the silver lining of this time is the opportunity to heal
This time has shown what matters and what we really feel.
So let’s sit and ponder life as it was once and what could be
And dream of swimming in a clear and waste free sea.

#Covid-19 #TimeToHeal #SimplerThings #Wildlife #Environment

J C Hicks Copyright 19-5-2020

Drive by diet.........

Is it just me that sits in my car and thinks, I can change the world!
Sat behind that steering wheel I see all my goals and problem slowly unfurl.
I’m sat tootling along and begin to think about all I think I’m failing at
I can’t stop eating for a start, so I’m gathering a bit of fat!

But before I’ve barely gone a mile down the road, I’ve convinced myself I can diet 🤷🏻‍♀️.
I run through my new eating regime and decide it will be best if I do it on the quiet. 🤫
Yes I will eat fruit for breakfast and a fresh crisp salad for my lunch
If I’m feeling peckish I will have a pot of raw carrots I can munch. 🥕

Drive by diet.........

By the time I’ve covered 10 miles I feel I’ve already lost a stone
I mean I’m mentally convinced I am already just skin and bones,
I breathe in deep to suck everything in - yes I definitely think I’m thinner
I start to think that maybe I will just have a small pudding after my dinner 🤔.

Then it’s that moment as you drive along and pass those runners in a throng
Oh yes you will definitely take up running again, I’m sure they’d  let me tag along?
So by the time you’ve gone another mile,  you are now running marathons
Mentally you are hanging up more running medals - gold, silver and bronze.

So by the time you pull up at your destination you’ve slimmed and toned your tired body
In your mind you’ve changed your life - your body no longer worn and shoddy!
You leap out of your car with a determined stride and skip in through the front door
You flop on to the sofa, your mind already straying - not so sure now about your food war!

Slowly your mind is saying, you could just start tomorrow - I mean this day is almost done 🤷🏻‍♀️
Besides you’ve got that chocolate bar half eaten and salad - well you’ve none!
Yes we will start again tomorrow, I will get myself organised it’s going to be a breeze
Well you do first need to polish off the crisps, biscuits, cakes and cheese ......

#Diets #NeverEasy #DriveByGoals 😂 #Changes. #CarJourneyDreams

J C Hicks Copyright 19-5-2020

Happy 80th birthday Valerie!

There is a woman you all know - Valerie is her name
She is a lady who is from the Carew hall of fame.
Many of you know her and stop and have a chat
But whatever you do don’t get her started about cats!

She married a young Reginald many moons ago
In fact it’s been nearly 60 years, I will have you know.
It wasn’t very long before the sound of tiny feet arrived
There wasn’t much money but no love was Mark deprived.

Next along came Steven George another bonny boy
Their house was full of love and a front room full of toys.
Two was not enough for this super loved up couple
So Robert was conceived and he caused a lot of trouble

Well Bryan was the fourth and he should been a girl
But Reg and Val delighted with their fourth and final pearl.
The house was never quiet and those boys were never still
No wonder Reg made sure that Val went on the pill!

The boys were always out and playing down the mill
Sometimes there were even visits from the old Bill 👮‍♀️ 🤫.
They would often go off crabbing, line and bait in hand
But they never ever intended staying on dry land. 🙈

They’d go diving in that mill pond as often as they could
Always promising their mother they’d be oh so oh so good.
They’d make go carts out of rubbish and flew right down the Court
Going so very much faster than they knew they really ought.

Poor Val was greying quickly as each day passed on by
You’d often see her despair and through her arms up to the sky.
Four unruly wild boys but she took them all in hand
If they over stepped the mark - going out would be banned!

The four boys kept Reg and Val fit and they’re home was always full
Val loved to knit them scarves and jumpers but kept running out of wool.
The boys were always tidy and known around the place
Sometimes Val wished she just had a bit more space!

The boys took up lots of different hobbies - football, cricket, cars
They even loved to cycle Mark sitting Bryan on the handle bars.
The boys discovered drinking and then the fun and games began
George peed in the wardrobe, when Val found out - he ran!

George wasn’t done for that donkey was in his sights
The stuffed donkey which had sat so safely many nights
But George had one too many and was sick upon his head
Thank goodness the donkey wasn’t propped in Bryan’s bed!

The boys soon grew up, they’d survived their childhood days
And they knew they couldn’t stay watching Bullseye all their days.
So one by one they married and soon Val was a granny
Time to dig those toys out from every nook and cranny.

So many years have past by - some happy and some sad
You get to be a very strong woman bringing up four lads!
So it is that Val turns 80 during this very strange time
We can’t all get together and toast her with some wine.

An isolation birthday - it isn’t what we wanted
And initially it left us all feeling quite daunted
But we put together messages of hope, love and cheer
Champagne on ice until we can once again stand near.

So have a lovely birthday you fabulous crazy lady
But don’t be doing anything that looks a little shady.
I’m sure you will have a fabulous day and our gift is rather swanky
We thought that after 50 years you may like a new donkey!

Lockdown Loneliness

Lockdown Loneliness 

Loneliness - a silent killer that creeps from nowhere
Suffocates your heart and mind
Left feeling that life is no longer kind
All that you are left with is just you and your prayers.

Loneliness - where did you crawl from in all your glory
Ripping the soul from my beautiful life
I once was somebody’s wonderful wife
Memories swimming all around now feeling like a story

Loneliness - nobody knows how quietness is not want you want to hear
Surrounded by silence - no escape
Your only view a Constable landscape
Remember when your house was full of loved ones who you held so dear

Loneliness - your fingers creeping slowly up my neck to stifle the air I breathe
Sat remembering happier days gone by
A houseful of people and full of joy
My house once my castle has become my prison and that just makes me seethe.

Loneliness - how can you come in and make my once full life feel so empty
I’ve photos around me of days gone by
My family now gone but there’s been no goodbyes
Living their lives to the fullest they can, leaving the nest in their early twenties.

Loneliness - something I never dreamt would slide into my beautiful home
Every day the same - sat all alone
My precious family are all fully grown
My job done as my loved ones spread their wings and are starting to roam.

Loneliness - I won’t let you consume my every waking hour and suck out all my hope
I’ve lived a full life and I’m thankful for that
It’s nobody’s fault my home is becoming my trap
So I will take the mantle and strive to bring joy and help any others trying to cope.

J C Hicks Copyright 16-5-2020

Distant memories ..........

Distant memories ..........

It seems a distant memory when we could walk freely down the street
A very distant memory when we could stop, shake hands and speak.
I can’t remember what it feels like to receive a warm embrace
To stand and hug a loved one and put my hands upon their face.

I feel this pain inside my chest when I think of all we are missing
Like a squeeze of the hand, a long slow hug or even simple kissing.
My chest is filled with pain and hurt when I see no end sight
I’m praying that the scientists can help us out of this plight.

I can’t believe how much we took simple things in life for granted
Going to watch the rugby with all those loyal fans who chanted
A simple walk around a supermarket,  idling the time away
Stopping for a chat to whoever we may meet along the way.

Long walks on the beach, listening to the waves crash upon the shore
And now we find we can hardly stray very far from our own front door.
A stroll through the woods when the bluebells are in full bloom
Stopping, looking, listening and admiring a beautiful bird’s plume.

It breaks my heart to not see my friends and sit and share some wine
It’s feels an eternity since we all sat and laughed or went out to dine.
I’d love to go to a gig and just dance like no-one is watching
My poor long suffering friends hide in shame as my dancing is so shocking!

It feels an eternity since I sat inside a theatre engrossed in a show
And now our poor theatres are struggling - will they survive - who knows?
Robbed of all our freedom our lives have been stripped bare
We are mere mortal humans with an inner need to share.

It fills me with great sadness that I cannot see my family
Months of separation sadly now a very real reality.
Those special times together are precious memories
I sit and ponder better times, a wonderful reverie.

I sit and contemplate what on earth will be our new normal
With masks, gloves and social distancing it may feel quite formal.
I yearn for our past freedoms and all we used to share
But for now we will just carry on - alert and aware.

#Covid-19 #ScienceIsKey #Simpliertimes

J C Hicks copyright 14-5-2020

Lunch anyone ......?

Lunch anyone ......?

Well here we are, day 53 of lockdown and it’s that time of day again
What would you like for lunch I yell and the answers still the same.
Oh I don’t mind anything - whatever - what have you got?
I reply with what I know will be a pointless list.

You see my husband is a fussy old sod who claims he’s really not
But when it comes to lunchtime he always ask - what you got?
So here we go I think, the same charade we repeat it daily
I will now list everything and this is what he will say

No I don’t like soup, you know I don’t, unless you have some Oxtail
Did I have Oxtail yesterday - no I didn’t - I smile but then exhale.
How about cheese on toast all bubbling, golden and hot
I’ll even treat you by putting a bit of tomato on the top.

No I had that earlier in the week I don’t fancy it today
I sigh and can't help but think he’s playing food fore play!
How about some beans on toast they never fail to please
I see his nose start to turn up and I know he’s playing lunch tease.

Right ok, it’s fine I say, still smiling through my gritted teeth
Honestly my face says I love you dearly but I’m seething underneath
A nice poached egg on crisp white toast - hah that will hit the mark
Oh god he’s going to reject it and that was my trump card.

How about a nice ham sandwich with all the salad trimmings
I’ve gone off ham to be honest - by now I’m considering slimming 🙈.
My final offer to him - a sumptuous toastie - hot and tasty
There is a glimmer of hope, he’s rubbing his chin - mmm maybe.

Yes we are in - this is progress,  an opening has appeared
Now I need to seal the deal before this option disappears.
A toasted sandwich with ham and cheese does that sound ok?
Mmmmm yes ok that sounds alright - oh good of you to say 😕.

Isn’t that like cheese on toast but just the other way round
And I’m sure not two minutes earlier you said I don't like ham.
But I’m won’t raise these points as I finally have his choice
He’s finally made his mind up - hallelujah let’s rejoice!

I’ve wasted half my lunch break leant against the door
Losing my grip on patience - eyes fixed firmly on the floor.
Maybe I should issue menu cards at the start of each day
Then we wouldn’t be in this loop that each day we replay!

So lunch is sorted once again and I breathe a sigh of relief
Maybe in future I could consider sipping an aperitif 🤔.
He could study food choices for as long as he desired
While I just stand there sipping booze and slowly getting wired!

J C Hicks copyright 12-5-2020

VE Day 2020 - 75 Years on ......

VE Day 2020 - 75 Years on ......

We gathered together as neighbours and friends
To celebrate 75 years since the war came to an end.
Seventy five years - not many survivors are left
So many families were left sad and bereft.

We cannot really know the suffering they saw
At their bravery and resilience we look on in awe
Brave men and women who defended our land
Brave men and women following their commands.

We cannot imagine how hard it must have been
Leaving their loved ones, babies born but not seen.
They gave their lives so we could enjoy freedom
Giving us all our very own garden of Eden.

Some left when they were not yet grown men.
Not knowing when they’d see their mothers again.
Fear swelling in their bellies but pride in their hearts
None of them knowing how long they’d be apart.

Some left their homes with a final goodbye
Went down the street,  arms waving up high
People all cheering and wishing them good luck
Secretly hoping their loved ones wouldn’t be struck.

Women and girls were called to work on the land
Keeping food aplenty for families left behind
The ladies produced weapons and ammunition
Knowing this was key to Great Britain’s mission.

Sweethearts, wives and children - families torn apart
The pain of separation cutting deep into their heart.
Hugging their loved ones before they set off to war
Sadly some never came back through their front door.

1939 saw masses set off to defend our great country
Many thinking this battle would end most abruptly
But it raged on into 1945 - so many years - so many lives
Families bereaved losing sons, daughters, fathers and wives.

So 75 years on and we all gather to remember
Think of the loss of every family member.
But who knew we would be fighting again
But this time the enemy we fight is not men.

Our celebrations today marred by an invisible threat
This year that we are in - we won’t ever forget.
As we sit and see pain, heartbreak and death
So many loved ones drawing their last breath.

The heroes of this war are our doctors and nurses
Fighting Covid-19 - one of mans greatest curses.
So today seems more poignant than ever before
For once again it’s our freedom we must fight for.

#WeWillRememberThem #VEDay #75Years

J C Hicks Copyright 7-5-2020

Who is your shepherd?

Who is your shepherd? 

I wonder if we are all sheep just ambling along.
I wonder if we would follow any happy throng.
I wonder,  if we are the sheep - then who the shepherd is.
I wonder if we’d all listen to all that shepherd says.

If you could follow anyone then who would you then chose?
If you could follow anyone would you pick who wore the nicest clothes?
If you could follow anyone would it be the one who spoke the loudest?
If you could follow anyone would you go where judgement seemed less clouded?

If you became the shepherd what message would you deliver?
If you became the shepherd would that just make you a giver?
If you became a shepherd would you make sure you included all the herd?
If you became a shepherd would you listen to all views no matter how absurd?

If you could pick your shepherd who would it be?
If you could pick your shepherd would it be for an eternity?
If you could pick your shepherd would you follow them devotedly?
If you could pick your shepherd would it be without negativity?

Whoever your shepherd may be then I hope they bring you a source of comfort.
Whoever your shepherd may be then I hope they were with you when you suffered.
Whoever your shepherd is then I hope you never feel lonely.
Whoever your shepherd is then I hope they are the one and only.

J C Hicks copyright 3-5-2020

A faceless future .......? 😷

A faceless future .......? 😷

We can none of us can know what lies ahead for us
Once the pandemic of 2020 finally settles in the dust.
There will have been great hardship and sadness all around
Tears flowing so freely but the sadness can’t de drowned.

Our once hectic lives suddenly changed so much
No longer can we shake hands, fearful of that touch.
We can’t enjoy a warm embrace and a hug to say hello
A close and precious gesture that we have to forego.

But I wonder what the future holds once this comes to pass
We are hoping that our children can just return to their school class.
I’m fearful for what our new strange world may look like
We will step out of the door hoping the virus doesn’t strike.

But what sight will greet us as we venture through our doors
Not a sight of beaming faces as we tentatively explore.
A sea of faceless people as we all hide behind our mask
And as the sun beats upon us we cannot stop and bask.

A mask that keeps us safe but strips our emotional signs away
Covering how you’re feeling, no matter what you say.
Shielding our beautiful faces, their radiance’s confined
That simple piece of material supposed to give us piece of mind.

I cannot bear the thought of seeing streets of faceless people
The face that tells us how you feel, happy, sad or gleeful.
Imagine not seeing a simple wholesome smile
I do not want to see this new sort of lifestyle.

Our faces give so much to others, especially those we meet
A simple gesture of a smile as one another we do greet.
The thought of hiding our best asset underneath a mask
Covering hands and mouths becoming part of our daily tasks.

So I wonder what life will look like twelve months on from now
What rules will be in place so normal life can be allowed.
A period of separation seems a price we have to pay
But I hope I can still see your beautiful faces come what may.

J C Hicks Copyright 2-5-2020

A glass of wine is just fine! 🍷

A glass of wine is just fine! 🍷 

I’d rather like my life to be like a glass of red wine
Rich, dark and full and enjoyed over a long time.
Full of lots of varieties and maybe even spice
The ability to transport me to a wondrous paradise
Yes I’d rather like my life to be like a glass of wine!

J C Hicks copyright 1-5-2020

I long to ........

I long to ........

I can’t wait to feel the sun beating down upon my face
But not in my back garden but a very special place.
To roam beyond my village is a yearning that is growing
To run across a beach but to feel my pace slowing
I would stop and look around me - absorbing every aspect
Just stand there quietly and take a moment to reflect
To go to gorgeous Tenby and step onto silky sands
Feet sinking into golden grains and run them through my hands
Take a run out to Stackpole and stand upon the cliffs
To soak up a beautiful view now feels like a gift.
To stroll along the coast path, the wind whistling through my hair
That’s my hair that is quite skunk like and I really do despair
A white streak down my parting after weeks of isolation
I’m sure this is a ladies problem right across the nation!
I long to sit and linger over a simple cup of coffee
Served with a soft light sponge smothered with soft toffee
My friends sat all around me as we sit and while away the time
It feels like an eternity since I’ve seen them - even a lifetime.
I long to visit Cumbria and admire the stunning lakes
Sit with my sister and share a massive cake!
To stroll through a sunny Saundersfoot not a care in the world
To see the boats bobbing in the harbour,  yachts with sails unfurled.
To walk around Pembroke and look up at that great stronghold
That strong  and sturdy castle that stands there oh so bold.
I want to take a long run and dive head long into the icy sea
Not do my normal dancing act and only get in up to my knees!
So many beautiful places my heart just longs to see
A muddy stroll through a forest where Benji can climb a tree.
I’ve always loved our country and all it has to offer
It’s now that I really appreciate all it has proffered.

J C Hicks Copyright  29-4-2020

Lows followed by a little high - RIP Woody ❤️ C25K run 3 👍🏻

Well it’s been a mixed day today - sad moment and minor achievement

There is a commotion in the garden - what’s that noise outside
We go out to investigate and oh no poor Woody’s died 😢.
That beautiful glorious woodpecker who visits year on year
Now lying lifeless on the lawn - the cause of death unclear 😭

Rest in peace lovely Woody, we are so sad that you met your demise in our garden 😢.

I did my day of work and really didn’t want to run
After sitting at my laptop I felt that I was done.
I couldn’t hide away and fail so early on
So that was it, I was heading out for my run.
I leashed up Benji Boo who was delighted at this thought
His tail was wagging madly and Poor Lucy looking fraught
No Lucy couldn’t come she is far too fat and slow
It was only Benji Boo who could run with blogger Joe.
So we set off on our way with our app set to run three
Couch to 5k blaring in my ears as I suddenly felt free.
I plod around my course running then a walk
Breathing rather heavily and my eyes out on stalks
I make it back to home another run complete
Lucy Lou is looking at me and I’m no longer feeling beat
So it’s a quick change of dogs like I’m suddenly in a relay
So off go Lucy Lou and I without anymore delay.
A much slower pace is set with Lucy Lou at my side
We manage a slow jog - you may even say a glide.
Another run completed and we’re getting back in track
Look out my lovely friends it looks like runner

Hicks is back .....

Maybe - just maybe - watch this space 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The world is slowly healing

The world is slowly healing while we all isolate
Look around you and everywhere is so sedate.
So few cars on the road and no lorries rushing by 🚗
Turn your eyes upwards and you will see the bluest sky.

This time of an enforced more relaxed pace of life
Is truly a huge bonus for our wonderful wildlife.
The goats have ventured down from the mountains oh so high 🐐
So if you see one eating your veg maybe turn a blind eye. 🥕

It’s said that the kangaroos are bouncing all round Oz 🇦🇺
Rumour is that the beach has been reclaimed by Jaws 🦈
The streets are full of sheep where once people used to stroll
The animals are loving the new human social controls.

The seas are getting clearer as less plastic we do use
For years and years our oceans we’ve simply just abused.
The waters are freely flowing and is so crystal clear
The fish swim around gaily with no humans to fear.

The birds are making nests for they don’t need to isolate
For them they carry on and desperately seek a mate.
Outside you can hear Gods own choir called birdsong
Made up of black birds, sparrows, robins - such a happy throng.

A carpet of bluebells is covering forest floors
With no human feet trampling them for hours.
They have the space to grow and flourish
For in the quietness they feel nourished.

Look up and you won’t see many planes in the sky
Look up and just watch the birds swooping as they fly.
The sky so pure, so blue - so clean
It really is just so serene.

I am glad natures had this holiday
I don’t want us to return to our old ways
I long for a much simpler life
With just a little less stress and strife.

Our world is healing all around us
Our lives being led with so little fuss
No more suffocating fumes
But how long before normal life resumes.

Stay safe
Heal the world
Be kind
Be strong
Be you

❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈

NHS Heroes

NHS Heroes

Never faltering, giving up or giving in
Heroes is too small a word for the part they play
Singing in virtual choirs for you, for me and for Captain Tom

Helping in every way they know
Eagerly waiting for the day they can hug their family and friends again
Remembering all those that have lost the battle
Optimistic that the UK and world will win this invisible war
Exhausted and tired, waiting for the day they can truly relax and unwind
Smiling, laughing and full of hope for the future

Because they’ve got this and we trust them - they are doing the best they can for our beautiful UK.

❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️


J C Hicks Copyright  20-4-2020

Family reunited ....... one day ..... soon 🤞🏻

When I see your faces again it will be a moment to cherish
Those kisses and hugs will be moments I will relish.
I will pull you close, drew in a deep breath and take in your smell
No longer will I complain if you continuously ring my Prosecco please bell!
That first hug will be so special,  I will cling on and squeeze you so tight
Like a limpet on a rock never letting go - hugging you with all my might.
My face will light up as you run towards me, my open arms ready to wrap you up
I will scoop you up and lift you so high, like Mufusa and his precious baby cub.
I will shout to the world so all can hear - rejoice so loudly your ears will hurt
But I won’t really care as I think we have established - I’m a bit of an extrovert!
If I close my eyes and sit very quietly I can see your faces, hear your voices
Run my fingers through your hair even chew your squishy little ears!
We’ve never spent so much time apart and these moments have broken my heart
But our reunion will be so much sweeter, we really won’t know where to start.
I can’t wait to hold you close to me, to read you stories and walk around the mill
Create new memories as I know we will - just watching TV as together we chill.
We will have so many things to do once the lockdown is over and we can see you
We can go to Folly Farm, crabbing with Dom and walk Lazy Lucy and Benji Boo.
Happier times are on the way but for the moment it’s home we must stay
But when we finally meet cuddles and kisses will be the order of the day!
So you best build your muscles up ready for nana’s squeezes
You will find that my love, hugs and kisses are real crowd pleasers!
In the meantime we will call, whatsapp, FaceTime and zoom
It really is the closest to being here in the room.
So know that we love you and we can’t wait to see you
You will soon be travelling to a welsh rendezvous!  🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

The real heroes ..... 2020 - COVID-19

The real heroes ..... 2020 - COVID-19

You slip out of house at the start of your day
Ready to face what may come your way.
You don’t wear a cape or boast of your deeds
Helping so many who are in such need.

You go about your day and never complain
You don’t ever let your patients see your pain.
Your focus is them and helping them through this
All your feelings of sadness you have to dismiss.

You have to stay strong to fight the invisible monster
Some days you feel you can’t go on too much longer.
The public are there for you cheering you on
But the sadness of loss is sometimes too strong.

You often feel broken and unable to cope
But to all that you meet you radiate hope.
Your hearts are in pieces for the ones that we lost
Because you want to save lives at any cost.

We are clapping for carers and all our key workers
Most of the UK feel like some strange observers.
Staying at home to protect precious lives
Wishing COVID-19 into the archives.

Through the darkest days there are glimmers of hope
Captain Tom raising millions to help the NHS cope.
Sometimes you just sit exhausted and weep
Wishing your tired body could just get some sleep.

You truly are heroes without super powers
Working daily into the wee small hours
You gently hold their hand as they slip away
You sit there with them,  maybe even pray.

You know that their loved ones can’t be at their side
Those last precious moments their family denied
So you sit and you give them the comfort they need
Inside it makes your poor broken heart bleed.

But you know that there are many who beat this disease
The joy on their face as the ward they can leave
Beating this virus feels like a throw of the dice
In debt to the health service for the rest of our lives.

So as sad as it seems as each day slowly passes by
We try to stay strong and we try not to cry.
Our values have changed in the blink of an eye
Filled with sadness as some have said their last goodbye.

So you see you’re our heroes - you are wonderful people
We cheer in our streets and ring bells from church steeples!
The role that key workers play is so vital
Super heroes is definitely your new job title.

There are not enough words to show our gratitude
For deliveries, cleaning, policing and our food.
So many brave people go out every day
Risking their lives - so its for them that we pray.

So if you know someone who’s going to work
Leaving their loved ones as regular as clockwork.
Stop for a moment and give thanks for their part
Make sure your thankfulness comes from your heart.

#ProtectNHS #GiveThanks #StayHome #BeGrateful

J C Hicks copyright 17-4-2020

In the stillness we will find hope ❤️

In the stillness we will find hope ❤️

n the stillness we will find hope
In the peace we will find faith
In the stillness we will find hope
We are living through this sad wraith

In the stillness we will find hope
On the dark days my heart just broke
In the stillness we will find hope
This virus slips around us like a cloak

In the stillness we will find hope
In the quiet we see so much despair
In the stillness we will find hope
This vile virus that came from nowhere

In the stillness we will find hope
Human kindness - we’re wrapped in love
In the stillness we will find hope
Knowing God looks down from above

In the stillness we will find hope
In the silence we sit and pray
In the stillness we will find hope
In that moment we long for better days

Don’t lose that sense of hope
Dreams vivid like a kaleidoscope
Don’t lose that sense of hope
Together we will cope.

🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️🌈❤️

#StaySafe #StayHome #COVID-19 #CruelVirus
#Hope #Faith #Peace #Love

J C Hicks Copyright 13-3-2020

Rainbow nails .........🌈

Rainbow nails .........🌈

I’ve got teddy bears in my window and time upon my hands
I’ve stocked up on my loo roll & I’ve a cupboard full of cans.
I need to paint a rainbow for all the world to see 🌈
And I find myself obsessing because I saw a big fat bee. 🐝
I’m standing on my drive clapping with my friends
Then rushing back inside as my hands I need to cleanse.
I’ve learnt I’ve been washing my poor hands oh so wrong 🙈
Apparently we need to do it to a good old sing a long 🎶 🎤
My post is being delivered by a new found super hero
And the miles I’ve put upon my car are a big fat zero! 🚗
I never thought I’d stand and wash my shopping clean
My shopkeeper serving me from behind a massive screen!
My home is now my sanctuary, a place to keep us safe
People donning gloves and masks upon their face. 😷
Our wonderful world has been turned upon it’s head
But now we’re looking out for each other instead.
So paint your nails in rainbow colours
And put your hair into those rollers.
We need to look our best as we clamber through this crisis
And remember that to live is a prize that is just priceless ❤️

J C Hicks Copyright 4-4-2020

Home schooling - oh what fun 😂

We are going to have to isolate for a little while
But honestly we can do lots that will make us smile.
Little Lucy can draw rainbows to her hearts content
Ben can construct a Lego bridge - time that’s so well spent.

We will set up a fabulous home schooling spot
I’m a little worried that I may look a like a clot. 🤦🏻‍♀️
It’s going to be wonderful mummy teaching math
There won’t be tears, tantrums or you seeing my wrath

We will sit for hours reading books and cuddling on the settee
We will sit a while in peace and quiet watching buzzing bees.
It’s going to be idyllic, such a precious time
Sliding out of spring into gorgeous summertime.

Two weeks on and here we are, still stuck in the house
The home school area in a pile - the chalk turned to dust.
I haven’t washed my hair in days it’s looking rather lank
I had to have a shower as the kids told me that I stank.

I’ve switched from buying bottles of wine it’s better from the box
I don’t know how many tines I’ve tripped over Ben’s building blocks!
Lucy doesn’t want to draw a picture for the key workers 🌈
Doesn’t she know I need her to be quiet coz I’m now a homeworker. 🙈

I’m trying to stay calm - keep calm and carry on
My windows full of pictures that the kids have drawn
I will never get those marks off that dull and smeared glass
Oh jeepers now they want a picnic sitting on the grass.

No I haven’t got sausage rolls, strawberries, crisps or cake
I know these are  the picnic things we normally like to take. 🤦🏻‍♀️
Please don’t cry again because you cannot have your way
 I am fed up of explaining we must stay in, come what may.

You’d like to do some baking,  the umpteenth  time you’ve asked
Yes I know that would be great fun and it’s always such a blast
But I have no butter, eggs or flour
Oh no here you go another great big howler.

My husband is so helpful sitting watch the T.V. 😡
Moaning when we say we are going to do Oti
But you’ve already done Joe Wicks - P.E.in your home
His whining voice is really grating to my bones.

It’s such a long day I remind him with a big wide smile
If we wear out Ben and Lucy it really will have been worthwhile.
He lets out a long big sigh handing over the remote
Why don’t you take a walk I say - let me get you your coat. 🤨

Who knew there would be pressure to keep the house so clean
Because everyone is face timing from work to Aunty Jean.
Peoples houses look immaculate - show houses, quite pristine
I’m just looking for a corner that sort of looks quite clean. 🙈

Oh man this isn’t what I imagined, it’s not the family dream
My husband and my kids are a load of drama queens. 👑
They’ve fought over the iPad and what to have for lunch
I’m worrying about the future as we head for a credit crunch. 💴

We are now living in our PJs and nobody really cares
What’s the point in doing makeup, nails or hair.
The highlight of our week is the weekly national clap
To thank all the heroes - a chorus all gift wrapped.

I’m so glad it is Easter and the school work put to bed
I don’t know how these teachers really don’t go off their heads.
Who knew teaching could be so fraught with much frustration
That glass of deep rich red wine has been my one salvation!

Don’t be fooled by those social media posts where families look idyllic
They will drive you round the bend and make you imbecilic.
That photo is a snap shot not showing what went before
When the kids were lying face down crying on the floor 😂.

So don’t be too hard on you, them or him
Even when times are feeling pretty grim.
It’s just a chapter in our lives
The true key is to survive ❤️

J C Hicks Copyright 3-4-2020

Natures Playground

Take a moment in your day to stop and look outside your window
You will see lots of bees and birds maybe even goats but not a pink flamingo!
What a wondrous sight that would be
pink flamingoes for all to see!

Take a moment - look around - for you will hardly hear a sound.
Stand outside - arms wide - eyes to the skies and slowly turnaround.
There is a certain stillness in the air
In that moment you have no cares.

The quietness that surrounds us has become nature’s playground, lockdown opened a gateway.
The creature of God’s wondrous world becoming braver day by day as human activities ebb away.
Sit a while and you will see
Birds bobbing in and out of trees.

The sun has also played its part and will burst through those dark rain clouds.
But please be careful and pay heed don’t be gathering in large crowds.
Instead soak up that glorious heat
Watch birds wings never missing a beat.

What about those nuisance friends and I don’t mean those upon two legs.
Think of those things you run away from like mice, spiders and daddy longlegs!
Those pesky buzzing wasps and flies
 no humans swotting them as they pass by.

Natures slowly reclaiming the world, the environment sighing in relief
No more car fumes billowing into the skies causing underlying grief
We’ve wrapped the world in a plaster
Despite this being a global disaster

So every cloud has a silver lining and while we humans sit and suffer
Nature can truly come alive and we will all come out a little bit tougher
So take this chance to watch the show
It’s natures payback don’t you know

❤️🌤☀️⛈🌸🌼🌻🥀🍄☘️🌳🐁🦢🐏🕷🕸🐞🐌🦋🐛🐝🐜🐥🐣🐇🐀🐁🦩

J C Hicks copyright 

You say hello ................

You say hello and I say .........oh wait don't go
It's days since I have seen another living soul!
To go out for a stroll and see no signs of life
is a sight I would have welcomed in my normal working life.

It is like I need to ring a bell and shout out I'm unclean
as this virus really does go completely unseen.
That doesn't mean we cannot pass a moment in the street
We can smile at passing strangers, say hello to those we meet.

Lets stop and have a socially distanced chat
There can't be any harm in that.
But to be honest what news is there for us to share
Have you seen the latest Facebook post about the teddy bears?

i cannot even be bothered to do my face and hair
although did you see that post that I took the time to share?
Angelina has a campaign she has laid out her grand plan
To dress up on Saturday nights - we will all look really glam.

I've spent a lot of time practising my wave
I hope to use it frequently when I come out of my cave.
It is really rather regal and I feel just like a queen
So if you see my arms a flailing you know you have been seen.

All my races have been cancelled but I gave a secret cheer
I cannot find my trainers let alone my running gear.
I am working on something that is really not so great
It is an increasing muffin top due to everything I ate!

I developed new habits with this enforced house arrest
they really are not ones to keep my body at its best.
I sit at my laptop with my new friend at my side
it is the faithful biscuit barrel and down my belly they do glide.

It seems that the dogs are the real winners in this deal
I cannot even use the toilet without them at my heels!
They love having humans in their every day domain
Our daily little outing around the country lanes.

So when I leave the house for my daily exercise
I know that seeing people will be the real big high.
We will stand across the road and give a nod and wave
Secretly glad we distanced - phew that was a close shave!

So get behind the campaigns that are floating round about
like giving our NHS heroes a massive big shout out.
A rainbow in your window may help brighten someones day
A teddy in your window is a bear hunt game our kids can play

At the end of this ordeal we will come out so much stronger
Lets hope we stand and chat for just that little bit longer.

J C Hicks Copyright 1-4-2020

The year that changed the world

A simple walk has become so precious
Soaking in the views that look so luscious
Restricted to just one jaunt a day
We must try and escape come what may.

Sadly not all can venture out
Cabin fever setting in no doubt.
The situation forced upon us
We must accept without a fuss.

But when we do step outside our door
It suddenly feels far from a chore.
Look up to the glorious skies
Whether it’s sunset or sunrise.

The beauty that was there before
Think of it like your personal dance floor.
Embrace it all and soak it up
As if you are a tiny pup.

Look out with eyes afresh
See your countryside at its best
Think of those who are housebound
Who’d love to have a crowd around.

For they see no-one day to day
It’s for these people we must pray
And those that are not feeling well
Who would really love to just be held.

Pubs stand empty like lifeless souls
These were once our favourite watering holes
It used to be where we’d sup some beer
Once a place full of laughter, love and cheer.

The chapel stands majestic in the evening sun
How many times I’ve gone past it on my run
It should be full of song and praise
Not just on a Sunday but all the days.

The chapel doors may be firmly locked
But God is never off the clock
And so many in their hour of need
Praying that God may intercede.

It is a time so full of worry
Previously we were all in such a hurry
We’d lost sight of the precious things
Like children playing on the swings.

So fill your lungs with that fresh air
Don’t worry about your nails and hair
Devour a much simpler life
Fill it with love - make it rife.

So please just look out for one another
Your mum, dad, children, sister and brother
Don’t forget those that may be in need
And let’s lose all the social greed

We will find the end of that rainbow
And finally return to the status quo
But let’s not return to who we were
When 2020 is a distant blur.

#LoveThyNeighbour #TakeCare #StaySafe #Share&Care

The year COVID-19 changed all our lives ❤️😢




J C Hicks copyright 

Who alarmed the cake .......🤷🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️😜🍰

Well I thought today that the school had installed the best diet cheat detector ever.

Picture the scene - it’s a colleagues birthday - I’ve bought some cakes she says - oh lovely says I. Anyway the day unfolds and I find myself nowhere in the cake location - I have clean forgotten about the lovely cakes by lunchtime to be honest.

I’m leaving work, not many of us left - it’s late and I’m very hungry - I go via the front of the building - ohhhhh I think as I approach the reception area - I wonder if there are any cakes left?  I decide to just go have a peek and see. Sure enough there they are - sitting like a beautiful crown on the desk. Ohhhh they look scrumptious. Oh what the heck I think, I know my tea will be ready when I get home but I’m going to have one of those beauties. I mean I expect I will walk most of the calories off by the time I get to the car 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️.

 I select my prize, thanking my wonderful colleague in my head. I lift this gourmet delight to my lips and there was an almighty woooooo wooooo woooooo woooooo. A look of horror goes over my face - who alarmed the cakes!??!!! It takes a second for me to realise that the fire alarm is going off 🙈, so now I’m left ramming the cake in before the site team burst in to sort out the alarms. (Notice how I finish my cake before worrying about my safety first 🤣).  Honestly the guilt eating that cake it felt like some naughty sin - well it was I guess - like someone was watching and as soon as my resolve was gone and that sugar hit my lips all hell broke loose. Thankfully it was a false alarm.

On the plus side I did get a few more steps in as I accompanied the site manager to check all was well  in the building before I headed for home.  Not the most enjoyable cake eating experience 😂🙈🍰. Great diet strategy though 🤣.

Very expensive hair washing technique 😂🏊🏻‍♀️

So I’ve sat and lazed the weeks away
But that all changed just today.
I finally made it to the pool
Now I’m feeling rather cool. 😎

I spent the winter hibernating
But today’s has been quite invigorating.
You see my poor hair was in need
It desperately needed a good clean.

So there was only one thing to do
Go for a swim - it was well overdue.
I’d not used the gym since I don’t when
So it was time to restart the swimming again.

Besides my hair really was lank
And I didn’t want to smell like a septic tank.
So I packed my gym bag and off I went
No better way for an evening to be spent.

After four lengths I was gasping for breath
This could turn out to be the dance of death 🙈
I took stock of my current position
I didn’t need to be a woman on a mission.

The hard bit was done I was in the pool
And after a full day at work in the school. 👍🏻
So I decided to just take my time
Turn this into a bit of downtime.

So I went up and down at a leisurely pace
After all who on earth said it was ever a race.
We all know the reason you came for a swim 🏊🏻‍♀️
Because your hair is looking dirty and grim. 🙈

So I’ve broken my duck - stepped back into fitness
And you will all have to be my witness.
That I will keep it going and not give in
My commitment is truly hanging by a pin!

The other reason to keep going
More so than keeping my hair glowing
I need to get value for money
And this is the part that’s really not funny.

That hair washing exercise seemed just fine
But I’ve only been swimming three or four times
That means that washing my greasy dirty hair
Has cost me a ton so far this gym year 🤣🙈🤣.

#GymMembership #NotUsed #Ouch #Swim
#Gym #Sauna #Expensive #VFM 😜

It’s a Nerd thing ......🤦🏻‍♀️🙈🤔

It’s a Nerd thing ......🤦🏻‍♀️🙈🤔

Wow who knew holiday time could be so stressful - I think this may be a sign that I need to keep working 😂.

So my beautiful grandchildren arrived home for a few days Wednesday night - I went to work Thursday but got home a bit earlier to make a nice family tea (Waltons theme tune playing in my head). I’m mid beef cobbler when they descend upon us having been out and about all day. It was at this point that I first heard those dreaded words “Isaac has put a Nerd in his ear” - he can’t have I think, although I can quite see why a 4 year old boy may think mmmm I wonder if this yellow sweet would go in my ear 🤷🏼.

After much protesting - man that boy could give Donald Trump a run for his money - we pinned him down, torch out and sure enough as the torchlight shone down his tiny ear canal there lay a glorious yellow Nerd. Right ok it’s time to call NHS direct (although we all know where this is going) my beef cobbler is now bubbling away in the oven awaiting the “cobbles” to adorn it any time now. So there it was the answer we knew was coming - you need to go straight to A and E - mmmmm I look lovingly at my beef cobbler bubbling away in the oven  - I quickly slap the scone topping on to it - pop it back in the oven and bid it farewell (emotional moment). Would I ever get my tea? Who knew!

So off we go, Isaac is now assuming a crab like position with his head - keep it tilted they had told us, to make sure it doesn’t go down any deeper. Errrr right ok??? In he waddles to Withybush hospital - head glued to his shoulder - he is by now (after lots of tears) a little boy who’s very compliant as the realisation has set in that “said sweet” is lodged in there 🙈.  The receptionist looks at us like we are a bit mad when we explain why he is looking at her with this strange sideways look - "it’s ok" she says to Isaac "you don’t have to tilt your head anymore, that won't make any difference honestly".

So we perched on the tiny children’s chairs waiting, knees up in our chests (I am actually wondering if I will be able to get up out of this tiny chair) - waiting and hoping this would be an easy extraction (the Nerd not my bottom from the chair!). The fab NHS staff don’t keep us waiting long. Amused nurses looking at the bag of Nerds we are clutching - so it was one of these he stuck in his ear we tell them. It’s hard not to smirk but poor Isaac is a little concerned at the implements coming out and the industrial size light.  Well try as they might with hooks and suction it was not budging. So we are off to Glangwilli next 🙈.  Isaac leaves the hospital shrugging his shoulders “oh well never mind” he says - he’s missed the point that we are going to another hospital - this kid thinks he’s just going to have to live with a Nerd in his ear forever 🤣.

We leave there and decide to go via home as we had no money and thought we may need it to pay for parking. As we run back into the house I think, here is my moment, reunited with my beef cobbler - there she sits on the counter - nicely browned and smelling fab.  I whack some in a bowl - moving picnic in the car - sorted.

So it’s now about 9pm and we are all flagging - fortunately we didn’t have to wait long at Glangwilli to see the ENT doctor. We pull out our Nerds - the pile now a little depleted due to hunger 😂. Out comes another suction tool but alas another fail - we are told come back to see "Mr Ed" at his clinic tomorrow morning he may be able to get it out.  We would be fast tracked through, first appointment of the day. Oh and they have provisionally enquired about theatre availability and that would be Monday.  My confidence levels slipped slightly - like when I watched Wales grand slam hopes slip away.......

Oh man I wonder if Mr Ed knew the pressure on his shoulders - it was him or theatre - so Mr Ed really did have to pull it out of the bag - or the ear! Tired and hungry Macdonalds meals are called for (not me I’m as full as an egg 🤣). It is 10:30pm and we are ordering the patient a cheeseburger happy meal. Oh the irony when they bring it out in a Mr Bump box 😏🤕.

So my day off and we are up and out early. Back to Glangwilli we are feeling a little important - reporting at the front desk - yeah we are here to see Mr Ed - it’s an emergency appointment - not so important when you follow this with “yeah he’s got a Nerd stuck in his ear - he put it in there himself, he was saving it for later 🤔”.  Straight in to (who in my head now I’m calling) Big Ed. Yes come on Big Ed - think of it like a game of operation with Isaac being the live buzzer. To be fair he was very brave - that may have been due to the levels of bribery which over the course of events had escalated.  We went from a Happy Meal to a Folly Farm visit to a cuddly toy from Folly Farm to a large cuddly toy from Folly Farm to adopting a Rhino - I drew the line at buying a rhino - where did he think we were going to keep that 😱🙈.

Anyway within 10 minutes Mr Ed had retrieved the pesky sweet with his specialist "hoover" (probably a Henry hoover I expect 😀) - hallelujah - our hero.

So it’s home again and we collect his sister to go to Folly Farm - fortunately for me all talk of animal adoption had been forgotten but man he was going to have a huge cuddly toy, that was all he was talking about. I’m nodding and agreeing praying he’s not eyed up the "standing giraffe" for £140 🙈.

We decide to go to the fairground - now who doesn’t love a bit of hook a duck - Isaac's favourite - he has a couple of goes - the usual - anything from the bottom row. Isabelle rocks up for a go - well the chances must be slim to nothing but she only goes and scores top shelf. The biggest cuddly dolphin you’ve ever seen (well not life size obviously 🙄 and alright maybe not the BIGGEST ). This was the point when Isaac felt his world had fallen apart - big tears and tantrum - he wanted a big cuddly toy too. No number of but nana’s getting you a big cuddly from the shop was working. Like the fools we are we agree to let him have another go - yup it was never happening was it. Anything from the bottom shelf. Waaaaahhhhhh - honestly you’d think he’d been told Folly Farm was closing down and he’d never see the penguins again or play hook a duck again. Stress levels super charged.

We manage to persuade him to come to the shop for his hearts desire. What does he want the huge PINK rainbow TY unicorn. I’m all on board - let him have it I say - modern man owning it - you get that one Isaac. He eventually rethinks this and gets a funky blue/purple/yellow psychedelic bear type thing. Oh and please could he have this blue thing because he loved it. “I love it nana, please can I have it, please” - me “what is it?” Isaac “I don’t know but I love it”. 🤦🏻‍♀️😂. It’s a wind up torch Isaac. I’m past caring by now and in need of a large red wine. Have the wind up torch I announce - that kid is so full of love for his gullible nana at this point.

So we leave the shop with a large purple/blue bear thing, blue wind up torch and TY two snap bands for Isabelle. I felt like standing at the till shouting - anyone else having a crisis and need a big cuddly toy in their life to make it all good again - no - anyone like a wind up torch, it is the best thing ever - no - anyone else slept with a Nerd last night (ooops no maybe not ask that question) 😂.

So home we go - two happy children - two worn out adults - a pile of memories and a resolution to never buy Nerds again!

A day in the life of ......

J C Hicks copyright 21-2-2020