We Will Remember Them


When James of Peacock Computers set up our EE Mobile internet he had searched the house for the optimum site for the modem. This was situated in the single bedroom upstairs, not beside my iMac downstairs. Although I managed to post yesterday with the borrowed dongle, the lead for which is not very long, I could find no signal this morning. A phone call to James produced the necessary advice. He suggested I switched SIM cards, and rather crucially, told me how to do it. These cards were smaller than the finger nail with which I prised out the one for the dongle. That from the EE hub required the insertion of a needle. I carried out the operation with surgical precision, otherwise you would not be reading this.

Sporting a knitted poppy she had bought, Jackie had waited for me yesterday in Costa Coffee in Lymington. Whilst there a woman had asked her if she had made it herself. She replied that that would have been rather mean. They both laughed and her interlocutor told her about

the knitted poppies fixed to the hedge around St Mark’s Church, Pennington.

We visited them on the way to visiting Mum this afternoon. My mother is growing stronger by the day, and was able to swing her legs out of bed as Jackie helped her into her chair.

On our return home we took a diversion up Roger Penny Way, where pannage pigs, beneath pink/indigo clouds, grunted contentedly as they rooted beneath oak leaves in search of acorns. As usual, they wandered across the road at will.

After the ever-earlier sunset we turned back at Godshill.

By the time we reached the darting pigs again, the area was pitch-black, and lit by the searchlights of crawling cars whose drivers were doing their best to avoid taking home roadkill of pannage pork from the eager Exocets darting hither and thither.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s classic cottage pie; crisp carrots and cauliflower; and flavoursome Brussels sprouts, with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank Joseph Scalzi Corse 2016 while Elizabeth abstained

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

59 thoughts on “We Will Remember Them

  1. Sorry you are still having the internet problems.
    That remembrance display is quite impressive. The sunsets are quite impressive, but I’m sad that they are ever earlier. I’m glad your mom is getting stronger each day.

  2. The ladies here are knitting a hundred poppies for a hundred years. I’m not sure how they intend to display them. I reminded them that my blanket squares kept coming out rectangles, so they excused me from the project.

      1. Thank you very much, that is so flattering. I’m very glad you came by for a read and took the trouble to share your thoughts even though the tech didn’t cooperate! πŸ™‚ I really appreciate that.

  3. delightful post and D, this line seemed like a tongue twister to say 3x fast:
    pannage pigs, beneath pink/indigo clouds, grunted contentedly as they rooted beneath oak leaves in search of acorns.

  4. Such good news about your Mum! The knitted poppy display is very moving indeed! I am sorry you continue to have internet problems but well done for the precision engineering!

  5. The poppies are so beautiful and meaningful! We must always remember!

    OH! It makes me so happy to hear the good news about your Mum! I think of her and pray for her.

    I think those piggies think they own the road! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€ And they are always busy about their business.

    Your evening meal sounds delicious! We had Brussels sprouts, too! Roasted. And grilled salmon. AND a homemade spinach salad with strawberries, walnuts, red onions, etc. πŸ™‚

    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

      1. It is delicious! You can add anything you want to the fresh raw spinach…we like fruit of some kind, nuts, red onion, sometimes some bacon…etc. Then we put a fruit balsamic-vinegar “dressing” on it. Tonight we used a raspberry vinaigrette. πŸ™‚

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