Diary summary week ending 15th February 2026

[BushInn1746]

Hello All

I am not sure how I managed this, but it occasionally comes to me in mad moments, so here you go:-

Cheeky Odes Of A Pair Of Old Gloves

At a few bob new,
now that I am ripped,
we were a steal,
out now to be tipped.

Now I have a hole,
I let in dangerous bleach,
we are no use in this role,
and soon be out of reach!

We have been on those fingers,
cleaned up a mess,
now I think we are dead ringers,
to be put out to rest.

The Left said to Right,
to shine the brass we have worked,
diligent with all our might,
Our duties we have never shirked!

We have shone the loo,
clean it to be,
we could tell a story or two,
So that Mis’ can have a wee.

We’re puffed and painted,
we are in a stew,
now we are tainted,
we’ll be replaced by new!

We are removed with a hiss,
we have seen some sights,
so off we go after this,
for we are gloves with no rights!

If it wasn’t for your hole,
we could of advertised in the Evening News,
to try and get on another payroll,
with a cushy job in the Mews.

But alas we are done for now,
the refuse cart beckons,
not even fit for milking a cow,
it’s our fate I reckons!

They say Caroline likes odd uns,
You won’t last long,
but at least she’ll love you tons,
a bit o’ life before your final gong!

She’ll work you hard,
and seems a Nigella on Rootschat,
between the use of cooking lard,
but that might be a load of old hat!

Because of the new damaged bit,
if we signed on as Mr Left and Mrs Right,
I don’t think they’d wear it,
my word we are in plight!

To throw away,
seems to be the trend,
don’t be sad,
Goodbye my friend!

M. R. H. 2026



The gloves odes came to me over a couple of days, been out in the misty rain this pm for a walk, quite overcast, time for tea and another drink of tea or a hot milky Cacao!


Caroline I wish you well for tomorrow! I presume they mentioned about last meal etc?

I think my endoscopy was a sudden call in, due to someone else cancelling.


Also anyone else who is suffering right now, I wish you well!

Take care all Mark

[Viktoria]

Best wishes for the coming procedures Caroline, just remember how lucky we are to have such tests, even with the worry and possible discomfort .
Lots of good wishes from the many RootsChatters who join the diary will hopefully help your natural apprehension to abate.
Treatment after diagnosis is better than worrying about an undiagnosed condition .
Sincere good wishes.
Viktoria.

[Viktoria]

I have been known to turn an odd surviving glove of a pair ,inside out to replace a punctured one of another pair !
Waste not want not!

Viktoria.

[Caw1]

Thank you all for your reassurances and wise words…

I’m truly surprised at how many have been through this procedure..

 I have to consider how very fortunate I’ve been in life health wise to get to my age ( not as great as some wonderful people on here) and other than having my two children I’ve only ever been hospitalised when I had sepsis 10 years ago, so I’m probably being a big girls blouse about this!

I think if I just think about bushinns ‘ommage’ to the rubber gloves and Viktoria’s thoughts and action to their burial then I can smile my way through 😊😊.

See you all on the other side.

Good night and as Dave Allen used to say
‘ May your God go with you’!

Caroline

[louisa maud]

Caroline,  we all worry  for the uknown, I did and afterwards  wondered why but it is only natural,  had another  done years after and still worried but you will be fine, yes, it does seem a common procedure.

LM

[Viktoria]

Yellow gloves I loved
Beside the bathroom sink
Where are you now,.
Who lies beneath your spell
Whom do you send on cleaning’s journey far ,?
Before you agonise them in farewell ,
Pale hands yellow tipped ,
Liked Marigolds that float upon the foaming suds.
Wher are you now?
Where are you now?

With apologies to Laurence Hope -pseudonym of a woman poet who wrote the erotic( for the time) Kashmiri Love Songs.Also known as “ The Indian Love Lyrics”


Pale hands I loved
Beside The Shalimar
Where are you now
Who lies beneath you spell ,
Whom do you send on rapture ‘s journey far
Before you agonise them in farewell
Pale hands I loved like Lotus buds that float
On those cool waters where we used to dwell ,
I would have rather felt them round my throat
Crushing out life than waving me farewell.

For the time ( Edwardian) very erotic stuff ,hence the male pseudonym ,women did not write such things.
Written in India by a British Army wife ,set to music by Amy Woodford Findon. Very popular in its day.

Hope those unwell get some improvement soon. Kind regards to you .
Viktoria.

[louisa maud]

Loved the odes, used to be good at them but somehow can't  get to grips, I have lived next door to my neighbours for  60 years in April, trying to compose an ode,  my whatever has gone out of the window at the moment,
LM

[BushInn1746]

Roobarb and Jeff

When working or making something with your hands ... if a job didn't look right, e.g., out of upright, not level, or on the skew ... 

some of the older tradesmen might sometimes say ... that looks a bit cack-handed, when coming across work done by others in the past, that didn't look right.

Dictionary:- cack-handed
clumsy,
left-handed,
lacking skill with the hands.


Mark

[Viktoria]

Well, a Dr’s appt this afternoon re this nuisance cough ,at another Health Centre, a bit worrying it being so quick but no, my persistent cough is from discharge from my sinuses,well the irritation from  the many eye drops ,so that solves the “phantom “smell which has been present f or  a good few weeks now .
Both Chemists close Saturdays but one will deliver on Monday .
I can wait now ,there is  is no urgency .

Sooooo cold here, snow on its way ———.
Must send my Tesco order in and hope to get out tomorrow for things like the T,V. mag .
Have a ham joint for weekend .
Well a nice cuppa ,kitchen all tidy and ironing done .

Look after yourselves and thanks for the news , keep safe and that also means keep warm folks.
Cheerio.Viktoria.