Showing posts with label "life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans". Show all posts

21 November 2013

#naphopomo Day 21 Thunderbirds are go.......

Eternally grateful to Blue Peter and having, for many years,
bemoaned the fact that some artisans refuse to make
displays for their work, I truly believed that this would be
a doddle. (The original idea of a beautifully carved
showcase had evaporated as fast as T could make it to
the garden).
Undeterred, the empty cardboard box beckoned,
accompanied by a 'eureka' moment!
Starting early (and envisioning completion within an hour or
two), things began to unravel around lunchtime. By 3p.m.
the glue was still drying and it was obvious some 'minor'
adjustments were necessary.
It is now 5p.m. the glue is still wet and I am drinking the
last of the wine.

































I will leave you with

9 November 2013

#naphopomo Day 9 pots and pans






















Still with the webcam until new batteries are found for the
trusty Canon PowerShot A530. You probably know by
now that my phone is far from smart and that I need to
play around with this medium for some time. Not giving up!

1 September 2013

A Journey

There is a place you can go after visiting someone in the hospital. It helps to sit there, just below the fort, and watch and not think too much before returning home to daily chores and tasks and the strange feeling you get when your life is temporarily on hold, someone else's lies in the balance and yet the world continues on  all around you.



When a loved one passes you can help the family by staying home and making bakes with the youngest grandchild.










Once the family get together and decide on a funeral director, personal preferences, finances etc., the spot for the tomb chosen and approved, building materials found, borrowed or bought, you will then need to provide a lot of food and drinks (for all the people who come to help clear the bush and build the tomb), specifically Clarke's Court Rum and Oil Down.








You will need, firewood, plenty breadfruit, callaloo, fig, pumpkin, coconut, spices and be prepared to do a lot of peeling and grating.


Everyone will help in one way or another, be it the loan of a large pot, the donation of ingredients, the kneading of dumplings or the shouting of advice/instructions. You will need to do this on a regular basis until the tomb is completed.

In the meantime, over the course of the next few days, someone will donate cases of beer, someone will donate rum, someone will give the family a pig.

You will need to clean in and around the house.

A day or so after the death comes 'The Praise'. From about 8 p.m. until midnight, people come and sing religious songs and say prayers in the house of the deceased. You will need extra chairs. You may be asked to provide a Bible, a candle and a vase of flowers. It is customary to repay this kindness by providing bakes, fishcake, saltfish, cakes, Vita Malt, coffee and/or cocoa tea. Someone may kindly send sandwiches, juice and cake. The people who are leading the praise will let you know when they are ready to eat and drink. This will require a lot of people helping out in the kitchen who will also need feeding etc. Also, the people who cleared the land and are preparing the tomb will be outside offering their support and, as well as food, will be in need of a fully loaded ice cold bar and a tarpaulin rigged against the elements.

Between the time of death up to the funeral there will be a lot of family meetings.

You will all have to wait for family to come from away.

Wash, repair, iron your funeral clothes well in advance of the funeral.

The day before the funeral it helps if everyone gets together to prepare the food in advance for the next day. Various people will make plans to cook various dishes in various locations with their teams of people.  Get up very early on the morning of the funeral and start to grate the coconut. Someone will come and help you. You may feel overwhelmed but everyone else will know what needs to be done. Someone will make the fireside, someone will bring wood, someone will bring a next pot, someone will call and say come for the cake, someone will add the sugar to the juice, someone will help you peel pumpkin, someone will make dumplings, someone will cook, someone will peel the fig. Someone will tell you what to do next. Someone in the local shop will help you out with whatever you have forgotten.

Some of the ladies who made The Praise will arrive to make the wreaths. They will need chairs and tables. You will give them what flowers you have, twine, some coconut fronds and they will bring some with them. They will need juice and cake mid morning.



When your food finishes cooking someone will help remove it to a safe place. By now it will be lunchtime and you will share one pot with all who came to help.
 Eat. Bathe. Dress.
Walk to the church, someone will stop and give you a ride. The coffin, which will be open, will be at the doorway to the church.
Sit.Stand. Sing. Pray. Listen.
After the service, the coffin will be placed in the funeral home's vehicle and all the mourners will walk behind it to the family land to the accompaniment of soca hymns.  Sway a little, it helps.




Once the priest has blessed the tomb and the coffin is place inside and sealed, the singing will be led by the same ladies who sang The Praise, while the family are now free to mourn. When all songs have been sung everyone from near and far, (there will be a lot of people), will return to the family yard for food and drinks. Someone will help to share, someone will run the bar, your job is to make sure that all get food and drinks.  It will seem like the biggest party you have ever given. Eventually everyone will go home. (you may find some cinderella slippers left on your veranda)  You will have done your best and realise that there are some amazing people out there and that everyone understands and knows what you have just gone/ are going through. Thank you to every single person who. in one way or another, helped my amazing, strong, loving, kind hardworking husband and his family give their loving wife/ mother/ friend, the very best of goodbyes.

           Rest in Peace my dear friend and mother in law, Miss Veronica Ivy  aka ToeToe  xxx








13 May 2009

Stress, Public Enemy and Escapism

1. Stress
If your passport was issued by any of the 'red' countries and you want to travel to certain European countries, you will need one of these. (You do not need to order this kit and pay, the application forms are available free, online, to print out and fill in) I think the red colour is particularly subtle. Is that a gray area I see on the West coast of Africa? Also this astounded me somewhat.

2. Public Enemy
Apparently I am wrong in my belief that the pipe in the back yard is for our use, for which we pay Nawasa every month, and have offended those, who have their own pipes but would prefer to use ours.

3.Escapism
In order to escape from the above I took refuge here where I have just won my first award.....
for being a workaholic.

24 February 2009

Conspiracy

Tom.












Tom...











"Who?
Me?"

Yes Tom,
can you go
and sit
somewhere
else please?
I want to
stretch that
paper.


"O.K.
I'll just lie down
here then"


Tom, I need the
paints....






Dick,
what you doing there?
I trying to paint.



Yawn.
"Whatever"




Oh f*#@k
now look
what happen,
the paper
buckle
while my
back turn.





"What this is
Tom?"
"Dunno Dick,
I just
minding me
business,
seems like
she vexed
for some
reason."


"I wouldn't
eat that if
I were you"

DICK,
lay off the
Rose Madder
will you,
is all I have left.

"Told you"

BAD DA BOOM....


..... and
who pelt
the drawing board
in the yard?

2 September 2008

Buddha Still Life With Pink Stapler

























Note to self; never a good idea to try and sketch Buddha when in a vexation with said self.

20 August 2007

Priorities


On the
edge of
creativity
my soul
smiles,
to
suppress
it
is
cruel
and
hurtful
so why
must I go to town? Unavoidable obligations and necessary
chores for daily existence, gnaw and distract and demand
attention.
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