More cocks than you could shake a stick at

Isnt life strange! The other night about 10 to 10 our neighbour knocked on our door to say someone had dumped a load of chickens on the allotment and they needed rounding up before they did serious damage. Off hubby and son went armed with boxes and returned with 4 birds. As it was darker couldn't really see hat they were. Next morning there was a rumpus in my hen house, my lovely little warren was extremely aggressive towards the newcomers so I feared thy maybe a rooster in the group. Never having had much cock experience we weren't really sure how to recognise them , the Internet proved inconclusive . This is where social networking comes into its own , good old Facebook. After posting some snaps in the group Poultry Stuff Wales it turns out that all 4 birds are boy Warrens ....not quite of doodling age , no wonder they were dumped. For more reasons than I care to o into we won't be able to carry on with this cock fest. It's not fair on my girls or the neighbours. I'm not quite sure how David's going to do it but he's said the boys will be gone by the end of the day.....I wonder if it'll be chicken for dinner tomorrow????

Public humiliation, nothing quite like it!

My gorgeous young man came to the house today bearing gifts of torture. Instead of doing in in the house I talked him into going to the park at the back. First off we had a good old chat and I shared with him my fears . He's such a great guy , took it all in his stride and we've decided I need a new goal to focus on whilst I wait to have my mammo. So next week we are starting on my new challenge, we think my fitness is pretty good, I don't get aches or pains after exercise which isn't because I don't work hard enough it's because I have excellent rest and recovery ..... Who knew!! We have decided that we are going for inch loss over the next 6 weeks ......think we are gonna aim for a total of 10 all over the body and we had a great good laugh when it came to talking about taking inches off my knockers! We are gonna try and keep the inches there as I can't afford to lose any more :) It will be interesting to see what punishment , sorry training routines, he'll come up with. Anyway , back to the park , Dave turned up today with the multi step bench and barbell. Oh my word , how one man can make me grunt so much in a public place....... So amongst the dog walkers, mums and toddlers going to the playground and bunking off school children, we did circuit training .....and speed running, finishing off with hilarious plank variations on the grass. I think the funniest thing was when a dog came up and sniffed my bum during the box press ups ......I was weak with laughter!!! We got a few funny looks as I was standing there lifting weights cursing him with every raise of the bar. It's a good job he doesn't mind being sworn at but to be quite honest we have the best of times. My lack of co ordination always astounds him and he laughs like a drain when I have to quickly change directions or feet. I'm a bit like bambi on the ice! The guys are gonna laugh their socks off when we do the gym challenge at our next meeting ........

MonGin, TueGin, WedGin ....you get the idea!

What a great holiday! To celebrate 50 years on this planet (who knows where I was before) I rented a villa in Menorca for 2 weeks and said to people they could rock up if they got a flight. A HUGE thanks to Gaye Andrews, Paul Joynson, Roseann Dodgson, Andy and Rosie Billington, Ade Morris and Nadine Reardon for making it such a fun time.....not forgetting Big D who did all the driving for us. If you've never been Menorca is a truly beautiful island, great food and world famous for its gin! Our days were fuelled by BBQ, beer , Pimms and Sangria....our nights either in the Budha Cafe Lounge (a must!) or laughing our tits off at tribute bands in the St Jaime Club. Some people got a taste for the Gin and really relaxed into it.....I have a feeling they didn't sober up for the four days they were with us. Nothing like a man declaring undying love for you at 2 in the morning ......I'm sure he's seen sense now and if his wife is reading this .....you know what he's like! Lol xxx For those of you counting I did manage to walk at least 5k most days , some days it was nearer 10 so I don't feel too bad but I'm sure there is more of me coming back than went. Once in a while I almost forgot that I'm due my mammogram soon , but then the scar would poke out from the bikini (topless days are sadly over due to radiotherapy) like a wrinkly brown worm :( never mind at least I'm still alive to go on holidays. Next stop Butlins with the babies then Tortosa to stay on the fincA with Roseann and then a couple of nights in my beloved Barcelona. Once they are all done I'm gonna book the mammo and hold my breath. I had some lovely words of reassurance from one of my BC girls ...she's just had the all clear for her second year .....keep your fingers crossed I will too. I've made a few decisions already , if the cancer is back I'm gonna continue working during the treatment, I know what it's all about now! And if I get the all clear Big D is gonna take me away for a dirty weekend ...not quite like the old days obviously .....but we'll have a great time! That's one of the only things about this cancer , the side effects of the medication. At my age I don't deserve to be thrown into menopause with all it's shitty outcomes. No one warns you about the dramatic effects of what should be a natural process when it's chemically induced. I won't go into the physical changes here but if anyone is interested they can look them up!!! Yesterday we went to the marriage blessing of Betty and Stephen, I couldn't sit through it and spent all the service in the toilet blabbing like a baby , that's another thing , you never know when the tears will come. I just take myself out of the situations now so I don't make a proper tit of myself and distract from what's really going on. So if I disappear don't worry , I'll just be surrounded by soggy tissues somewhere. And if I refuse an invitation where I would normally have jumped at the chance before now you know the reason why. Now the holiday is over I really need to knuckle down to sorting out my diet ....no booze for a couple of weeks at least .....get the fruit and veg flowing freely again ....must admit I need that 'function' back ....changes of water and climate play havoc with my insides! Time to get exercising in earnest ...I've got a point to prove to myself!! But that all starts tomorrow .......today is curry day!!!

Lardy arses, gaping tops and too many shoes

You know what it's like, you go to get all your summer clothes out to pack for holiday and some of them don't fit. Last years shorts are too tight and the tops are too big!!! Now how does that work then. Well I'm not gonna worry about it now. It is was it is and I still have more than enough clothes to pack for a two week holiday .

My big dilemma is shoes......yep flip flops are in , some nice stroppy flats, trainers for the 5k challenge set by my PT (more on that later), the toms have got to come but what about the wedges! What colour and what bags should I take????? So many shoes and only 2 feet!

I'm in better physical shape than I have been in ages although obviously not as trim as I was this time last year hence the shorts. Hubby has a theory on this but I'm not convinced. He reckons I was squidgyer this time last year so I could mould myself into the clothes, now I'm a bit more muscular (don't get me wrong I'm no body builder) I'm a different body shape. Thats all thanks to the lovely Dave G, and blimey he put me through it yesterday!!!! I didn't know I could do 50 reps of anything! Anyway, he's set me the challenge of walking at least 5k a day whilst on holiday. I don't think that should be too much of a challenge as its .5 to the nearest shop and 2k to the beach and the same to a bar. Sounds like a great plan for me :)

Oh no - I'm actually normal!

This is gonna come a a huge shock to some of you but it turns out I'm normal. I was listening to the radio as I normally do when I'm working and I heard this on Womans Hour.

The psychological impact of breast cancer                                .

Being told you have breast cancer isn’t easy. It might seem like you have enough to cope with just getting through treatment or surgery. But many women contend with feelings of anger, fear and guilt and it can be hard processing such feelings when everyone around you is telling you to fight the disease. So how does breast cancer affect the way we think about ourselves as women and our relationships? Jenni talks to Dr Cordelia Galgut, a practicing psychologist who has had breast cancer.

I cant even begin to tell you how having breast cancer has changed my life but it's comforting to know I'm not alone with the enormous fear this time of year brings. I suggest you all ....yep....you boys too ....seek this out on the iPlayer or try this http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b01jhdgg/Womans_Hour_Michelle_Obama/

It wont necessarily explain the reasons I'm like I am .....but it's a huge relief to know these feelings are normal.

This however is not normal ......I'm taking my tortoise to the park so he can have a good old wonder round and be in a video

Just what I needed

Afternoon naps should be bottled and sold over the counter as rescue remedy!! I can't believe how much better I feel , more positive, more balanced,not necessarily more alert coz I've literally just woken up!

My PT Dave is right,you body will tell you when it's had enough and I've clearly not been listening to it properly. I suppose it should shout a little harder at me......and it should know by now what a stubborn little bitch I am!

Anyway enough of this hating myself nonsense, I'm frigging gorgeous.very few people can match my outstanding personality, wicked sense of humour ,ability to 'heal' people and yes my super woman outfit is clearly worn out.

Seriously though, tonight I'm gonna put on some make up, that doesn't happen very often, and let the men in my life take me out to dinner.

I hate me

Yesterday we celebrated the jubilee in true British style by partying in the rain. I've just seen the photos and it looks like all my efforts are going absolutely nowhere . I try so hard and still wind up looking like a total sack of shit. I really hate myself. I'm not totally sure I can overcome this

Grown men and bad dreams

Ok, when did that happen, a boy goes away to university and not even a year later this grown man turns up at my house claiming to be my son!!!! He still my little boy, we laugh at the same things, we cuddle up on the sofa, he can still eat chocolate flakes like they were going out of fashion! There was one thing he did for me tho ....he had a shave! Now I adore a hairy man, and I mean hairy , not just scraps of beard here and there, and there is nothing more lovely than a man with a hairy chest! Not sure about his hairy chest yet but if he's like his Dad there will be something to stroke! One thing I have noticed is a thickening of the child like waistline........he said its not a beer belly but a shot bucket!! Lol! Whether it is the returning of the lad for a while or just a hot chilli mixed with hormones I had the strangest dream last night. It involved a young man, a large park, one big tree, a room without a toilet, my resignation , lots of phone calls, a turnstile , a trip in a car, a poncho and lots of almost sex!!! I'm blaming the hormones :) Today we are supposed to me having our party in the park for Queenies Jubilee. It's been pissing it down all night , so I'm not sure how it's going to go. Let's just say I'll be popping open some champagne regardless, and we may have to resort to plan be. Anyway it's not the weather, food or drink that make for a good time.....it's the people and we know lots of lovely people so we are sure to have a good time. Whatever you are up to today - have fun!!

A total babe !

It's been awhile but there has been a lot going on and some of it has been very nice indeed.

Work has been quite hectic and has thrown a few curve balls but I managed to ride the wave. In fact I'm really happy with things in that direction at the moment, the team continue to make me laugh , sometimes quite I appropriately.I've found myself leaving the office and spending time in the corridor laughing like a drain on many occasions. There's been lots of talk about icecream and quite a bit of consumption .....lovely!

My body is changing and people are noticing,a man in the lift flirted outrageously with me the other day, someone told me I looked fabulous and I thought the man in the garage was gonna have a heart attack when I bent down to pick up my bag. I must remember that my clothes are a little bigger so a flash of a boob is inevitable . Time to buy some new clothes!

I've also had a bit of a disaster body wise. On Monday I dropped a garden bench on my foot, and Thursday saw me fall over a tree root and go down like a sack of spuds grazing my feet and hand. Numptey !!! The lovely Lydia had to do some mega work on my lower back and bum yesterday, she could actually see the tension let alone feel it. Today I feel a bit bruised and battered but otherwise I'm fine.

This time next week I'll be in the sun, and boy I really need this holiday. My body and brain are tired and I need a bit of rest. Not sure I'll get it though x x x