Another Post For Spesh

Spesh loves pink.  If you are going to have a pink car though this is the car to have:

Definitely not this one - it was hideous!

Both cars were at Parkgate on the Wirral.  What is it with that area?

Another Point of View

My posting earlier in the day entitled Moan, Moan, Moan has provoked a serious response from across the valley. This is the view across the valley to Spesh's house this afternoon.

The comment came in the form of an email from Spesh:

Hey! I was going to comment on your blog re. the weather but decided that it would sound too much like telling you off - which is what I am going to do. I can't believe you said those moaney things about our weather here. We have had some perfectly lovely weeks - you have been away in Devon, on the Wirral or in Glasgow for most of the time you have been back in the U.K. AND if the weather has been that cold how come you have been in shorts for most of the time you have been back huh!? Have you forgotten all the times I have texted you from the beach whilst walking the dog and said that the weather is stunning?

Now do a blog on the lovely weather we get here - think of sunrises, sunsets, calm blue waters in the bay!

Still love you though. Spesh xxxxxxx

That's me told then. Nothing changes.

The Door

On my blog A Hebridean In New Zealand I posted In My Eagleton Home a few days ago. It sparked a comment from Scriptor Senex about The Door. Let me explain. The Door is the door to my garage whish faces Spesh's house. The Door is, as you can see, painted a subtle shade of red (which happened to be what I had available on the day I decided to paint it). Spesh and I live on opposite sides of a valley. We are 1.5 kilometres or .6 of a mile apart iin a straight line. On a clear day with 20:20 vision and binoculars my garage door can be seen from Spesh's house. I like my red door. Spesh hates it with a passion.

I would not usually question Spesh's judgement (I'm not brave enough). But she thinks sheep are cute. 'Nuff said.