Evening all! Had a bit of a mixed one here. It was lovely weather so I walked to get Iestyn, and he was in a lovely happy mood. And he had made me a mother's day card!!!
Because I'd been alone since Monday I asked Mum and Dad over for tea, and Mum fed Iestyn. She tried him with a homemade potato and swede meal and he immediately vomited copiously - she tells me he doesn't really manage potato by itself. So I cracked open a jar - chicken with rice, he can manage small lumps fine - and she got him to eat the whole jar. Then he choked and vomited copiously again. He's not sick, just a bit, well, choky?! I was devastated though, and I don't cope well with vomit. (Isn't there a term for that? Sponge? I won't go on the tube late at night in case a drunk person vomits. But it's not ruining my life. Mind you, it might start to do so now that I have a baby!) Anyhow, he's gone to sleep now but I'm finding this week quite hard. Don't know why.
Neenz really interesting that you confessed to not 'getting' poetry. I adore Shakespeare, but I thought it was interesting and it makes perfect sense because you're a journalist - very direct writing, make your point clearly and make it easy to understand - and also your personality; I hope you don't mind me saying that you can be quite direct on here, for example... Me, I'm not so big on art. I like nice pictures (to oversimplify and totally wipe out centuries of fine art!!) but I'm not an images person, I'm a words person. I love portraits, but I'm not keen at all on impressionists and that kind of thing. And I'm not welcome in modern art galleries because of my sniggering...out of ignorance, obviously!
Btw, all, my comment on Welsh poetry - not out of bias, I worked for 4 years on Wales' leading medieval poet, and poetry was a profession, like being a blacksmith, in medieval Wales and was until the fifteenth century; the poets were extremely high status, and the standard was kept v. high due to the strict rules (and closed attitude) of the bardic profession. The metres are also hugely complex but you still get meanings (and double meanings, and hidden meanings) even within the confines of the metres. Boris Johnson made his comment without thinking it through...unlike him! Anyhoo...
So philosophical...
Amber I'm really pleased for your sister but I really didn't think it was all over somehow! I'm a bit witchy sometimes, and I just knew she was going to be fine. Silly really because I haven't met her or anything, but I didn't comment much because somehow I was always thinking 'but she'll be fine'. Weird or what?
Off to be a freak all alone with my plain no-art walls and my books of high quality poetry now...