This photo was taken a few years ago, however I want to be a mum again to a little pooch who looks just like this one! I promised myself that I would retire from work firstly, though.🙂
One of favourite fashions of the 80’s was when Princess Diana made frilly blouses very fashionable. Then there were the “RaRa’ skirts. It was a time when females loved to dress up prettily and feminine 🙂
I had a fun evening last night, dancing the night away with a number of like-minded people. The venue was The Stamford Centre. The atmosphere was fabulous, and everyone was in high spirits. Almost everyone was up there on the dance floor. 🙂
I’m a Rose Rose
Last night, I was out with a friend. She was the blonde me.🙂
I had an enjoyable evening at the Peterborough Cathedral last night. The event featured a selection of James Bond theme songs, performed by three talented vocalists accompanied by an orchestra, creating a truly memorable atmosphere. It was pure magic.
The event was filled with like-minded people who enjoy a touch of class. 🙂
I chatted with a lovely lady who sat at the side of me during the interval. It was so lovely to listen to her talk about her father and the experiences they had during WW2.
Lol, I have never really dyed my own hair blonde. However, I have worn wigs. This colour is probably the lightest I have ever dyed my hair. My real colour hair has reddy tones in it. It was probably a little darker than this photograph. However, as a much younger female, I used to dye my hair jet black. 🙂
A symbol bright of hope and care, A helping hand that’s always there. Through storm and sorrow, fear and loss, Shines the gentle strength of the Red Cross. Where hearts are hurting, they arrive, Helping dreams and hope survive. With kindness shown in every deed, They answer every call of need. Through days of darkness, cold and long, They bring compassion, courage, and strength. A beacon when the way seems lost, The caring spirit of the Red Cross. So let us honour those who give, Helping others heal and live. For in their service, we can see, The very best of humanity.
I am watching the film The Brave One starring Jodie Foster – such a good actress. I have watched a number of Jodie’s films over the years, particularly The Silence Of The Lambs, starring
Quite by chance, I met you After all of these years. A familiar smile, a familiar voice, Awakening forgotten memories and tears. The moonlight softly found us As the old songs filled the air. So take my hand and dance with me, Like the moments we once shared.
As we danced in the moonlight To all those old familiar songs, The world seemed to fade around us, And for a while, everything felt where it belonged. The melodies carried memories, Soft echoes of days gone by, While beneath the silver moon above,
We forgot the reason why.
Let the music tell our story, Let the years just drift away. For tonight, within this dance, Yesterday feels close today.
“Remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet.” — Stephen Hawking
As she turned to walk away, she wondered if she’d ever see him again. The evening air felt cooler now, carrying away the sound of his voice, yet leaving his memory behind. She resisted the urge to look back, afraid that one last glance would make it harder to leave.
However, she could not resist looking back over her shoulder, and as he was about to turn the corner, she called out his name. He approached her promptly. She remarked, “We forgot to exchange phone numbers so we can stay in contact.”
He quickly searched for a pen and jotted his number down on a piece of paper. Please be sure to get in touch. Let’s not leave it for another ten years this time. 🙂
On his way home that evening, he felt particularly pleased with himself for having mustered the courage to exchange contact details with a woman he had not seen for quite some time. He had always held a fondness for her.
We shaped little castles by the sea, With sandy hands and hearts set free. The waves crept close, then slipped away, As laughter danced through the fading day. The sun sank low in a sky of gold, Painting stories yet untold. Beside our castles, we sat and stayed, Watching the light gently fade. Though the tide would claim our sandy art, The memory remains within the heart. A day of wonder, simple and sweet— Where sand and sunset quietly meet.✨
Do you ever contemplate life after death? I know we can not all go on living forever, but as I grow older, I find myself reflecting on it more frequently. I think about times ahead and the more joyful times of the past. One thing is for sure, we are all destined to die at some stage, though the timing remains uncertain. None of us really know how much time we have left in this world. As I become older, the people I looked up to as my seniors all seem to be passing away. 😪
I took some time off work this week, and each morning, I have woken up feeling grateful to be alive to experience another new day. Our time on this earth is limited, so it is wise to make the most of each passing moment.
Presently, I am relaxed while observing the trees swaying gently in the breeze. The sky is clear blue with a few fluffy clouds. Today has seen a mixture of sunshine and rain. I do not believe I have felt this relaxed in a long time. You don’t need to travel far to feel contented and at peace with the world.
Sometimes, I wish I could share these calm and joyful moments with someone, but there are times when I am happy to just be on my own.
One thing is for certain, when we eventually leave this world, the world will continue to revolve and our children and our grandchildren will still grace this earth, perhaps with a few stories to tell about us. God bless our children.
Infinity? It is interesting to note that some religious traditions consider death as a transition to another state of existence. I find myself curious about what form that existence might take. Who knows, perhaps heaven is a place on earth. Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?🙂
I love this song by Christina Perri, very much. I love real people who have real hearts the best. 🩷
“Jar Of Hearts”
In Your Shadow I used to feel invisible, Lost within your shadow’s shade, Standing quietly beside you, While my own light slowly faded. I watched the world admire you, As I drifted out of sight, Yet deep inside, a spark remained, Waiting for its chance to shine bright. Now I step beyond the darkness, No longer hidden from view, I’ve found the strength to be myself, And let my own light break through.
When you meet your Knight in shining armour, you fall in love with him, but there’s a menacing blonde who can not keep her hands off him. 🤔😱
Two Women Two women stood beneath the sun, Each thinking the other had somehow won. One envied beauty, one envied grace, Each wore a smile upon her face. One wished for the other’s easy charm, The other longed for her strength and calm. Neither could see, through jealous eyes, The worth they held beneath the skies. They measured themselves by what they lacked, Ignoring all the gifts they packed. For jealousy often hides the truth, And steals contentment from our youth. If only they’d paused to understand, That different flowers bloom across the land. Neither was less, neither above, Both deserving respect and love.
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I don’t care what shape or size you are a friend is a friend. 🙂
It was a lovely day in the Fens. I was taking a leisurely walk in the late morning. The sun was shining, and the sense of tranquillity in my surroundings was remarkably serene.
As I crossed the bridge, I observed the stream beneath me, and then I looked up and I saw a young couple walking their dog. They looked so happy together. The little dog wagged his tail as he ran towards me. He seemed extremely friendly.
A Poem
Across the fens on a summer’s day, Beneath wide skies we made our way. The sun shone bright on reed and stream, Turning the landscape to a golden dream. The gentle breeze stirred grasses tall, While birdsong drifted over all. A winding path, a quiet bridge, Green meadows stretching ridge to ridge. The water sparkled in the light, Reflecting clouds so soft and white. Each step i took felt calm and free, Surrounded by nature’s tranquillity. The world seemed still, the air so sweet, With earth and sky and sunshine meeting.
A perfect day to pause awhile, To wander slowly and simply smile. And as we walked the fens together, Enjoying the warmth of the lovely weather, The memory stays, serene and true— A sunlit walk, and skies of blue
Meeting lovely people along life’s journey is one of the things many people find gives life meaning and richness. I have been fortunate to have met some very nice people along my pathway.
Some people come into our lives for a brief moment—a friendly conversation, a shared experience, a kind gesture. Others stay for years and become close friends, partners, mentors, or companions. Each person can leave something behind: a memory, a lesson, laughter, encouragement, or a different way of seeing the world. There’s a saying that people enter our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Whether or not that’s always true, many of us can look back and see how certain encounters shaped who we became. I became SmileyRose for a reason. 😉
The beauty of a life’s journey is that we rarely know in advance which meeting will be important. A chance conversation, a new neighbour, a colleague, or someone met while travelling can unexpectedly become part of our story.
As the writer C.S. Lewis observed that friendship often begins when one person says, “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” 😀
Aged 7 years old – During my two-week stay at Salisbury Hospital for a tonsillectomy, I received exceptional care from several members of staff. A young boy on the ward kindly looked after me and defended me when some of the older children refused to let me ride the rocking horse. A nurse on the children’s ward demonstrated great kindness and compassion, so much so that I affectionately called her ‘Mummy’. Additionally, my teacher from school kindly arranged for each of my classmates to write me a cheerful note. These notes were collected in a large white sack, which included some special small gifts. The sack was then delivered to the children’s ward, and I made sure to read every single message.
There have been so many lovely people along my life’s journey. Some were acquaintances, some are lover’s and some were good friends. Perhaps there are too many prople to mention. 🙂🥰
I feel so blessed.
I’m taking this moment to remember those who were part of our life’s journey, but who are no longer with us. They are all so sadly missed. x
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Beside still waters and graceful swans, even summer fades in comparison.”
I simply loved this film, which starred Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens. It was a great musical.
Zac also starred in one of my favourite modern musicals with Hugh Jackman. I think I learnt how to sing the lyrics to most of the songs in this film. The songs were so catchy.
Q. If you were seeking a partner for the end of the world SmileyRose, what kind of a man would he be?
A. That’s a good question. 🙂 Seeking a partner for the end of the world holds profound significance for me. It does not imply that the world will end tomorrow; rather, it represents the final chapter of my life on a journey characterised by drama, tragedy, setbacks, joy, excitement, and adversity — and I am still here to share my story. Essentially, it is about discovering that one person with whom I can spend the rest of my life with, someone who will be there with me until the very end. Someone who will be with me when I draw my final breath. Someone I can love unconditionally. Someone who will share all of those emotions with me, good and bad. Happy and sad.
Love is a rare and precious occurrence. When you find that one person who can truly make a difference in your life, it is important to hold on tightly and to cherish that connection.
If you are looking for a tasty summer drink, then why try this. It is so cool and refreshing. 🙂
A homemade strawberry milkshake made with real strawberries and honey is fresh, creamy, and naturally sweet. Juicy ripe strawberries are blended until smooth with cold milk and rich vanilla ice cream, creating a soft pink drink with a velvety texture. Instead of sugar, golden honey is stirred in, adding a gentle floral sweetness that perfectly complements the strawberries’ bright, fruity flavour. The aroma is fresh and summery, with the scent of sweet berries and cream. Tiny flecks of real strawberry give the milkshake a homemade feel, while the honey leaves a smooth, mellow finish. Served ice-cold in a tall glass, perhaps topped with whipped cream and a sliced strawberry. It tastes refreshing, comforting, and indulgent all at once.🙂
I previously worked at a fashion boutique in Stamford during my teenage years. I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. The majority of the clothing was inspired by French fashion.
I have long admired Jacqueline Kennedy’s sense of style and always appreciated her elegant fashion choices.
I was sitting at the top of a mountain, a younger me.
This photograph of Mount Everest is not one of my photos. It is a free image.
“Ain’t no mountain high enough” by Diana Ross, she is an amazing singer. I had pleasure in seeing her live at the NEC Birmingham, with friends, a number of years ago.
Yesterday evening, I attended a performance of “Cludeo” at the Key Theatre. The characters closely resembled those from the board game Cluedo. I was initially uncertain about what to expect, assuming the production would be a serious and traditional whodunit mystery. However, I was pleasantly surprised. The play was remarkably humorous, and I have not laughed so much in quite some time. I particularly enjoy this style of classic British humour.😅
This is a photograph of me, as a young mother. I was in the kitchen giving my young daughters a cookery demonstration with Barbie and Ken. I always thought of myself as a bit of a Nigella Lawson back in those days. 🤣
I walk where the cliffs meet the restless sea, Where winds sing softly they run through me. The ocean below in a silver-blue roar, Tells ancient stories forevermore. White foam dances on jagged stone, Yet up where I stand, I am not alone. The sky leans low in a pastel hue, As waves keep calling, wild and true. Each step I take on the weathered ground, Is a heartbeat matched to the ocean’s sound. Salt in the air, freedom in sight, The world feels endless in fading light. And there I linger, calm and free, Between the sky and the rolling sea.
A. In my spare time, I love to have photography days. I love taking photographs.
I have been known to be photographed by someone else who is good at photography. I was once photographed as an action woman on a spy course. It was so much fun. 😀
The sunset melted into shades of gold, Across the restless sea so bold. A little boat rocked with gentle grace, Drifting slowly through endless space. The evening breeze sang soft and low, As crimson skies began to glow. Waves sparkled bright like scattered fire, Filling the heart with sweet desire. Far from the noise, far from the land, Only the sea and sky are so grand. A peaceful moment, warm and true, Where sunset dreams and oceans grew.
After going to see the Bond themed show at the Cathedral yesterday, I decided to pop to Chaat & Chill for some Indian cuisine. The food was very lovely and the staff were very friendly.