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Comment on Always Look for the Rainbow by Geoff Dellow

Geoff Dellow — Thu, 12 Nov 2009 13:00:46 +0000

Looks a bit like Gill Banks, Ulverston !

Comment on The Grumpy Old Woman of Ulverston by Gladys Hobson

Gladys Hobson — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 22:32:39 +0000

You do not know me. Me? – PC army? What a laugh! I look at things logically. I make comments that is all. Young children already have a play area practically on Stanley St. If you want a larger one in your own area then go for it. A skate park is needed your side of the main road. I would back it every step of the way.
My eyesight is not good but some elderly people are far worse and have brittle bones as well. Meeting a skateboard on a footpath is bad for one’s health. A child could run down in front of a car on the car park, or by running down onto Stanley St. Car park or playground? Personally, I would prefer a playground and more trees. But just my thoughts and ideas. I have no involvement.
I take it you have a great dislike of your Dr D — sorry but that is none of my business. But thanks for your comment. My blog is mainly about books and writing, certainly not political. So good to have a ‘visitor’ ready to comment.

Comment on The Grumpy Old Woman of Ulverston by Calix

Calix — Thu, 03 Sep 2009 21:44:41 +0000

Gladys, I note your promotion to Lieutenant of the Nanny PC Army and your contributions to other local blogs.

I ask you the following questions:

If children do not play on NHS property, do they play on Stanley St?
Which is the greater risk NHS property or Stanley St?
What choice would you make injury to child or elderly?
Which would you prefer broken NHS window or Road Traffic Accident involving child on stanley St?
If you lived in the Gill, would you want a child play area there?

Suggest you present to Dr D with these complaints!!!!!!!!!!!

Comment on The Grumpy Old Woman of Ulverston by Gladys Hobson

Gladys Hobson — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 18:45:40 +0000

I can understand what you say but I think things are more difficult than they appear. If children were injured on NHS property would the NHS be liable? Most likely and damages can be high.
If damage occurred (eg broken windows) who would pick up the bill? You can’t allow a car park (in full use) to be a playground. Children and adults (especially the elderly) could get injured. To allow it to be a playground after Centre hours? I refer to first paragraph.
The children need a designated play area. Sick and elderly patients entering and leaving the NHS premises are too vulnerable. Also a children’s play area needs to be lit up and safe. Maybe part of the Gill?

Comment on The Grumpy Old Woman of Ulverston by louis

louis — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 11:03:05 +0000

They can play at the health centre! It grieves me to see that huge expanse of tarmac unused by anyone outside of business hours and signs prohibiting everything except breathing. I cannot get my head around the fact that the NHS trust prohibits any form of exercise on its land. Crass unimaginative management methinks. (I live by the health centre – kids disturb my peaceful geriatric existence – but so they should – great for the soul!)

Comment on Fashion and Dress Design by Payton L. Inkletter

Payton L. Inkletter — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 18:30:45 +0000

And this is why you write fiction with such authenticity, Gladys. You've been in the thick of the industry Awakening Love is set in, and have richly invested your story with that experience.

Comment on Praise Is Uplifting by Gladys Hobson

Gladys Hobson — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:42:03 +0000

Interesting what people do to gardens they take over. We once owned a house with a garden about 100 yards long, very narrow at the house end but doubling in size half the way down. My hubby dug the wide area, levelled and seeded it into a lawn with a flower border. (The top end was already grass) It was a VERY dry summer. Every night, after getting home from work, we carried many buckets of water down to get the grass to grow. (No hose pipe. Not sure if we would have been allowed to use one anyway) Finally we had a pleasant lawn. Later we moved on. The new people dug up the grass and planted vegetables.
Will the next house owner root up our many shrubs and trees and grow bamboo? Who knows, maybe with climate change, koalas will be watering visitors to the house!

Comment on Praise Is Uplifting by Payton L. Inkletter

Payton L. Inkletter — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 18:16:01 +0000

'My plants are my jewels': now there's some classic Gladys H.! Inspiring, humbling, and uplifting (apparent contradiction intended). You have been storing your treasures in heaven Gladys, and you'll leave your jewels behind for others to enjoy when the time comes. And they'll've been well polished by your nurturing conversations with them. I'd like to be a plant in the Hobson's garden, perhaps a Madake bamboo clump (it tolerates cold well, even growing in Canada), and now and then you could take a piece of me and turn it into a shakuhachi flute. I can hear the tunes now, from the garden: 'Koalaburra sits in the old gum tree, counting all the monkeys he can see. laugh koalaburra, laugh koalaburra that's not a monkey, that's me!; and 'Watch me koala bears feed. They're a dangerous breed, mate, So watch me koala bears feed. All together now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport, Tie me kangaroo down…'

Comment on The Grumpy Old Woman of Ulverston by Joyful Thiek

Joyful Thiek — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 10:23:24 +0000

This post is so fun to read. I was laughing as I was going through it and a certain colleague sitting opposite me, seeing me laugh at a computer screen, laughed in turn. What a laugh indeed!

Comment on Ulverston… on the edge of a bay… on the fringe of mountains! by Gladys Hobson

Gladys Hobson — Tue, 28 Apr 2009 17:43:54 +0000

Oh yes, we have have festivals in a big way here!
Actually, I had just finished taking photographs of our back garden for my blogspot – Writing For Joy (posted this afternoon) – when I heard a rumble. I thought it was distant thunder. My hubby was in the front garden and he heard it too. He saw most of our neighbours come out to see what was happening as they had felt it as well as heard it.
It certainly was not as bad as one we had when we lived in Loughborough a long time ago. That one fractured the soil pipe.