JAYNE WITH A WHY


My life has endured some drastic changes over the past 5yrs. I've moved continents, moved countries, lost my partner in life, lost my dogs, lost the bikes & no doubt about it, lost more than a few marbles along the way. I'm fucked up but valiantly fighting off sanity, which snaps at my heels at regular intervals. I swear a lot. Tell someone who cares.


glitter-graphics.com. :About me: I'm a proudly South African wench with a Cockney accent. I recently returned to the country where I was hatched, many moons ago. My heart remains in S. Africa..: .


Name::Jayne
From::Doncaster, South Yorkshire, United Kingdom
I swear alot.
View my complete profile

. : Recent Posts : .

HOP - ALONG YET AGAIN
THE CHRONICLES OF GRANDMA - EPISODE 1
!!!!!!!!!!!! WANTED IN ABU DHABI !!!!!!!!!!!!
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
THE LAST TIME
S'AFRIKEN MENTALITY
NOT GOOD FOR MY OLD AGE
IMPORTANT NOTICE
NICE TO MEET YOU!
A RATHER UNUSUAL STUDY

. : Archives : .

January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
February 2011
March 2011
May 2011
June 2011
August 2011
September 2011
November 2011
December 2011
January 2012
February 2012
March 2012
April 2012
May 2012
June 2012
July 2012
September 2012
August 2013
July 2015
October 2016
February 2017
May 2018
December 2018
March 2019
September 2024

. : On My Perch at Night, I'm Reading A Book On My Kindle: .

adopt your own virtual pet!
adopt your own virtual pet!

. : motley assortment of blogs from other parts of the multiverse : .

  • Dokotela Bongi
  • Fake Plastic Souks
  • Grumpy Goat
  • Southern Belle Savannah
  • Susies Big Adventure - KSA
  • The Religious Policeman
    • .
  • Daily Dispatch
  • Gulf News
  • Middle East Funeral Services

    • . : MY FAMILY MOTTO: FUCK 'EM ALL EXCEPT US: .

    . : Credits : .

    Template By Caz
    Powered by: Blogger

    . : email: spadgesmum at gmail dot com .

    Blog Directory & Search engine expat community Bravenet.com

    Thursday, March 08, 2007

    IF SHE DIES, I'LL KILL HER!

    For Crimble, Spadge & Shanna gave Hubs & myself this beautiful oil painting...........it's significance being Chikkin - a.k.a. Lilly, our granddaughter.

    I have a 'thing' about the arum lily. It's a psychological hang-up that's been with me for some 32yrs now & I'm seriously wondering if I'm tempting The Gods by being brazen in my attempt to face my 'thing'?

    Many moons ago & in another world, I enrolled at a small one-horse-town hospital, as a trainee nurse. (There were still hitching posts outside the two hotels, but I never saw any horses tethered there.)
    I really enjoyed my job. I have wonderful memories of the place, as well as scary memories, really funny memories & downright painful memories. Getting slapped across the tits by a schoolboy who'd OD'd on dagga* still causes me to flinch when I think about it.
    There were some rather interesting characters amongst the nursing staff. The Matron was as much use as a handbrake on a canoe & senior ward Sisters thought they were the bees knees. One Sister van Osch springs to mind. Whenever there was a full moon & I happened to be on nightshift, it was guaranteed she'd be in a vile mood. I came to dread full moons.

    I'm really not sure how the 'myth' came about, but I was told by a particular nurse, that whenever a visitor brought arum lillies to a patient, there would be a death on the ward within 24hrs.

    Sod me if she wasn't right.

    It happened.

    More than once I might add.

    As a result of this, I came to fear this particular bloom. For the past 32yrs, I have never had an arum lily growing in my garden, have never been sent one in a bouquet, have never had one in my house & have forbidden Grandma to bring any into the house/plant any for fear of someone dropping dead.

    One oil painting has changed all that!

    So now, I find myself really 'pushing the boat out' as it were. Yesterday, Grandma persuaded me to buy some artificial arum lillies, which are now plonked in a nice glass vase & perched on the dining room table.

    I did this - gave in to a Little Grey Haired Old Lady's wish - on the agreement that if she goes ahead & dies, I'll bloody kill her!


    Posted by Jayne :: 00:08 :: 4 Had Somminc To Say

    Got Somminc To Say?

    ---------------oOo---------------