This week, turn the concrete and familiar into something new and mysterious.
Friday 29th April 2016
Here in the UK it is May bank holiday weekend. Just hoping this music will make everyones weekend just a little bit better including mine. Have a great one.
This last video with David Massengill he played at the folk club I often visit and met him, not only is he a talented man he is very kind and generous one as well.
See you again soon. Gerry.
Friday 22nd April 2016.
And Finally, yes done once again, the story is not completed so am carrying on with project.
Gerry Ainger/C 2016©
Restawyle – Rest Relax and Enjoy.
Friday 1st April 2016.
The Scribbler is striking again, is he not?
Yes it is that time of year again. Try to write an allotted amount of words in 30 days. April the first, yes it is Fools day all over the world. So! I hear you say is this a fools joke, ‘Gerry is having another go’ Is he really participating in this challenge? If I tell you I am will you believe me or will you say ‘Na he’s only joshing with us’ But am I?
And on Thursday 21st January 2016.
Share a photo inspired by a poem, verse, song lyric or story.
Unlike me of recent times I am posting three in five days. What-ever next!
GA/C © 2016
Gerry Ainger/C 2016
Good Friday 25th March 2016.
Monday 21st March 2016
http://restlessjo.me/ This post was suggested by the master of walking posts Jo of restlesjo fame.
Off we go. today is sunny with a chill in the air, remember we are by the sea. Occassionally the warmth could be felt on our backs
The yacht haven, millions of pounds here, not just boats but cars as well
The Lymington Lido.
Now called Lymington
Sea Water Baths.
Marsh banks and bay.
The final part at last I hhear one say..
Monday 14th March 2016
FROM THE PORCH…Just in time, my afternoon stroll was very invigorating. The sun was shining and the spring heat could be felt on my back. While I get myself a cup of tea please enjoy the reading of the final part of this story. Very easy and relaxed, no murders or violence of any sort. Enjoy and thanks.
They stood over their parents gravestone looking at and reading the inscription, trying to make sense of the words.
“Do you suppose it is actually our parents grave the scry and words are referring to?” Issy asked unconvinced as to why they were there.
Graham was kneeling down and looking closely at the head stone, running his fingers over it. “Considering the age of the stone it still looks brand new, after fifteen years I would expect a bit more dirt and grime.”…
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Wednesday 2nd March 2016.
Are you all ready for the second part of the Magic Violin? The porch is now empty, the guitar is safely inside and the outside light is now off plunging the porch into moonlight. The chill of the night closing in and if the weather forecaster is right then I shall wake to frosty morning. ENJOY!
In the shop, an antique plus bric-a-brac shop, Angela and Isobel sat in the back room chatting.
“But sis’ I really thought it was in the cafe, I had been nowhere other than there. You see Issy, I left home with it, as you know we planned to lock it in the shop safe. I did my usual, stopped off at the cafe ordered a coffee and drank it and left. All this took no longer than fifteen minutes.”
“Don’t worry Angie we’ll find it, Graham…
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Monday 22nd February 2016
Today my porch is dry, the weather is bright with a slight breeze sweeping from my left. My tea-cup is empty and will refill when I have told you todays story. Please enjoy this repeat to which I never posted the 3rd and final part. So part 1 of 3 is below just to refresh everyone’s mind. ENJOY!
Isobel came running in, slamming the front door and then falling over the carpet and shouting ‘ouch’ as she hit the floor. On her knees and leaning forward on her hands, she looked up at Graham, who had rushed to her aid, “Angela has lost the violin, the one mother gave us.”
“Tell me you are joking, I mean she has just mislaid it in the shop!” Graham said frustrated while Isobel took his hand and he pulled her up to her feet. Isobel…
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Gerry A/C 2016©