Thinking of Mothers’ Day…on #InternationalWomensDay

Hello all.  Later this week, I’ll address why I didn’t upload this post about Mothers’ Day at the weekend and instead waited until today.

Anyway, with it being International Women’s Day, it is probably right that this post is about the main women in my life.20160305_MothersDayMeal_195759

I was working at the weekend, and so I arranged a meal on Saturday evening as Sunday was a non-starter.  At the meal were my Mum, Yasmin and Yasmin’s Mum who is…er…Gloria!20160305_MothersDayMeal_195720

I arranged the times and booked the table earlier in the week as I wanted the evening to be as smooth as possible.  Thankfully, it proved that I can get this organisation thing right!

At three minutes past 6 in the evening, or 18:00 by the twenty four hour clock, I signed off from work and took Gloria to the car.  At 18:20, I picked up my Mum and gave her some flowers and a pot plant which she was overwhelmed by.  At 18:50, I collected Yasmin from her flat.  My Google Maps timeline shows that we arrived at the Harvester at 19:29.  We sat straight away as I had pre-booked the table.

As a thank you for booking the table online, I even got one drink free.  That made my large orange juice taste better!

Yasmin enjoyed her usual drink – Rose wine – while Gloria had a coffee and my mother a hot chocolate.  Yasmin was the only one to have more than one drink!  20160305_MothersDayMeal_220436

Yasmin had also been eating all day.  This might sound bad that she also wolfed down a starter and main meal but she has been off work with illness and had not been eating for several days.  Before the weekend, she had been living on a diet mainly of cups of tea and glasses of cordial.

We finished up by going back to Yasmin’s flat.  Gloria photo-bombed the photos that she took of Yasmin and I as she was reflected in the mirror above our heads.  I’ve cropped her out of the photo on this upload.20160305_MothersDayMeal_220413_cropped

Anyway, that was a great weekend which was rounded off with a couple of great women following me on Twitter.  You may know about Sarah Brown, the wife of the most recent socialist Prime Minister in the UK Gordon Brown.  I’ve highlighted Elena Hagopyan’s profile as you are possibly unfamiliar with her.Followers

Have a great #InternationalWomensDay everyone.

Remember, guys, even just changing the way that you and your friends speak about women behind their backs makes a great difference to equality.  Before you make a crude comment about a woman that you know, ask yourself if that’s how you would like people to speak about your mother/ neice/ daughter/ girlfriend/ wife.

Una taza de café, por favor

Okay, enough Spanish for now – the title is as far as the Spanish goes for this blog post.

I thought I’d share this with you all on WordPress with you this week.  I’ve already bored everyone about this on Google+ so I thought that I’d spread the joy far and wide 😉

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My imitation Moka Pot in action

Inspired by one of my Google+ friends, I purchased an imitation Moka Pot to make some espresso coffee at home without having to pay a big price in a café for some.  So, I also grabbed some Fair Trade coffee and home I went.

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Some Fair Trade coffee

The instructions that came with the pot were very scant and so it was a good job that the internet could provide me with the finer points of using such a coffee pot.

It was good but Gloria is not too keen on espresso.  She loves cappuccino though and I determined to get a coffee frother.

Coffee frothers are hard to come by in Britain unless you are buying one of those mini handheld whisk type things.  The shops that do stock the nice frothers also charge a big price.

Eventually, I found one at a reasonable price.  That night I frothed up some milk and made some hot chocolate.  It was good for a quick frothy drink.

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The milk frother – it can froth and heat milk or just froth cold milk

This week I combined the two.  My stove coffee pot and the milk frother to make myself a cappuccino in the comfort of my own home.  I prefer cinnamon on top rather than chocolate and so I was able to make a cappuccino how I like it.  Few coffee shops seem to have cinnamon.

The mug was bought for me a few years ago by Yasmin.  She was eighteen years old at the time and it was a reference to a place where she worked at weekends.  It was called Cheeky Monkeez and she dressed up as a monkey during children’s parties.

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The cappuccino in all its glory

Yasmin’s birthday…Valentine’s Day…

I have been flitting briefly onto social media in February thus far.  I type this in explanation of the erratic days that I am posting and visiting everyone’s blogs.

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Yasmin’s outfit for her 24th birthday outing

And why these odd habits these two weeks?  Well, you can blame the two ladies who refer to me as ‘my husband’ or ‘my Dad’ for this.

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Chocolate fudge cake and lager shandy…a good afternoon out!

Yasmin has celebrated her 24th birthday this month.  I’d given Yasmin some money to buy a birthday outfit and it happened that the money was enough for two dresses, perfume and even a little something else.

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With lashings of ginger beer

I also booked her the actual day of her birthday off work to go and help her buy her outfit.  The photo shows one of the two dresses just before I took Yasmin and three of her friends to their night out on the town last Saturday.  In the early hours of Sunday morning, I picked them all back up and drove them back to Yasmin’s place to sleep.

Gloria and I spread our Valentine’s Day celebrations over both yesterday and today.  Yesterday, I took Gloria out for a meal and today she returned the favour.  After today’s food (a Sunday roast followed by chocolate fudge cake) we went to Church with my Mum.

I ended up explaining my earring to a few people at Church this evening by describing myself in terms of being a pirate.  I said that the earring would be used to pay for my burial if I fatally lost a cutlass fight on a small island.

No-one seemed to believe that I really am a pirate.  I don’t know why.

Versatile Blogger Award

I’ve been a very lucky guy in regards to blogging.  When I started seriously blogging on the now closed MyOpera platform, I quickly ran into some great blogging friends which encouraged my continued output.  versatile-blogger-award-3 After a year or two, my output became less prolific due to a few personal issues.  During this near hiatus MyOpera closed and a number of us ported our blogs to WordPress.  For nearly two years, my posts here were sporadic but during the latter half of 2015 I gave WordPress some effort and have been rewarded with a new collection of great friends again.

That’s my blog history pretty much summed up.  2016 has started with two awards from my fellow bloggers here at WordPress.  Earlier this month, I was nominated for the You Are My Sunshine Award.  And now, I have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award by the wonderful Chanel Bailey at The Real Life/ Real Talk.  Do check out her blog, it is a great read.

Okay, I had better get to the rules:

  1. Thank the person that nominated you and include a link to their blog.
  2. Nominate at least 15 bloggers of your choice. When considering a fellow blogger for the Versatile Blogger Award, keep in mind the quality of their writing, the uniqueness of their subject matter and the level of love displayed on the virtual page.
  3. Link your nominees and let them know about their nomination.
  4. Share seven facts about yourself.

I’m a bit of a maverick at times (joking) so I won’t list 15+ bloggers in this post.  I would like to nominate all of the blogs in my list to the right of the screen, so please all do take this as a nomination from me.  Also, please do visit all of the blogs that I follow.

Anyway, seven facts about me:

  1. My online names ‘Harry…the man’ and ‘ChartonJeremiah’ are references to two of my favourite bands The Cure and Talking Heads.  ‘Harry…the man’ is a reference to a song by The Cure ‘Happy the man’ and Charlton and Jeremiah are the real first names of Talking Heads members Chris Frantz and Jerry Harrison.
    EDIT My name actually is Harry which is why some friends originally sang Harry the man whenever Happy The Man was played
  2. Infamously, I ate tinned cat food at a party after drinking too much.  That weekend, my Mum served me up a can of cat food after hearing the story from the sisters hosting the party as they were good friends with my parents.
  3. I worked at a school for a couple of years.  Two of the then school children who I saw pretty much every day were Juno Temple and Cara Delevingne.  I didn’t speak much to Cara Delevingne but I can confirm that Juno Temple was, and I imagine still is, a wonderful girl (whenever I was about she was, anyway).
  4. At Junior School, I played hockey as a team captain in a county meeting.  I coincidentally wore the exact same shirt my brother – nine years my senior – wore when he represented the school playing soccer.
  5. With Yasmin finally calling me Dad, that is one of my two long held parenting goals achieved.  The other is to have a daughter who is legally my own child.  This will most likely be by adoption if at all.
  6. I have a few digestion issues aka lactose intolerance and IBS.  Both of these are pretty much under control nowadays, but I was tested for bowel cancer a few years back.  I was suffering badly mainly from not then knowing how to control the symptoms by taking care of what I ate.  For example, this means that I cannot eat brussels sprouts or apples without suffering later on but the juice from either has no effect on me.
  7. I have a dragonfly wing shaped scar on the inside of my right elbow joint from an accident with an iron when I was a toddler.  I was too scared to cry from the pain as I thought my Mum would be angry; and so my Mum didn’t realise about the accident until she went to bath me an hour or so later.  Needless to say, she took me straight to the hospital!

 

They never really grow up

I’m only going to throw up onto this WordPress site a short blog post today.  Why so brief?  Well…I’ve been feeling rough all day and today was particularly hard at work.  It’s not always the easiest thing to do to reinstall bespoke software and databases on new servers after you wake up with a banging migraine.

No more moaning from me about my ailments.  I have things to be thankful for this week.

After sixteen years of marriage to her mother, Yasmin announced on Christmas Day to Gloria and I that she would no longer be calling me Harry.  Instead she will call me Dad.

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Yasmin and I – you might want to open this photo in another browser window on a smartphone if this falls off the side of the page!

Yesterday, she met me at work as she wanted me to help her renew her car insurance.  I was introducing Yasmin to the Technical Director as Gloria’s daughter – he got on with Gloria well when she was also working at the same place as me – and I realised that I wasn’t sure how to introduce her from now on.

After she left for her flat I exchanged a WhatsApp message with Yasmin (I wish she’d use Telegram) and checked with her how she wants me to refer to her in the future.  She wants me to introduce her as my daughter.

So there you have it.  Yasmin is my little one.  Yes, she’s less than a month from her 24th birthday, but she is my little one.

I would love to have a second little one, but that’s another story.