THE MAKEOVER

                     "THE MAKEOVER "

IV'E NOT HAD MANY FRIENDS IN LIFE.

BUT ONE I'D LIKE TO NAME.

HAS BEEN SO VERY KIND TO ME.

AND NEVER DOES COMPLAIN.

SOME DAYS SHE  IS NOT GOOD YOU KNOW.

BUT SHE BATTLES ON AND TRIES.

NOTHING IS TOO MUCH FOR HER.

AND SHE NEVER EVER PRY'S.

WELL TODAY I THOUGHT IT MY TURN.

TO GIVE HER A LOVELY TREAT.

SO IV'E BOOKED FOR HER A MAKEOVER.

SO SHE WILL LOOK SO NEAT.

THE APPOINTMENTS IN THE MORNING.

I KNOW THIS WILL BE FINE.

SHE'S A VERY BUSY LADY.

BUT I CAN CATCH HER ANYTIME.

SHE DOES HAVE THE ODD PROBLEM.

OF HER OWN I MUST CONFESS.

AND SOMETIMES SHE GETS ALL WORKED UP.

LIKE ME IT COULD BE STRESS.

SO THE MAKEOVER WILL BE IDEAL.

DON'T YOU ALL AGREE.

JUST A LITTLE THANKYOU.

FOR BEING KIND TO ME.

SHE NEVER NEVER ARGUES.

OR NEVER ANSWERS BACK.

WHEN TROUB;ED SHE GOES SILENT.

TILL SHE FEELS RIGHT BACK ON TRACK.

SHE VERY PLEASANT TO LOOK AT.

MODERN SLIM  AND BRIGHT.

HER FACE IS FULL OF COLOUR.

EVEN ON A NIGHT.

I'M PRETTY HARD OF HEARING.

BUT SHE ALWAYS SPEAKS SO PLAIN.

I NEVER HAVE TO ASK HER.

TO SAY THAT LINE AGAIN.

I'M HOPEING WHEN THE MAKEOVER.

IS FINISHED AMD COMPLETE.

SHE'LL ACT SO VERY DIFFERANT.

AND FEEL BETTER FOR HER TREAT.

ODD TIMES SHE KINDA HAS ATTACKS.

AND FINDS IT HARD TO TELL.

JUST WHATS REALY WRONG WITH HER.

I PRAY THAT SHE GETS WELL.

I TELL HER I DO HOPE THAT.

THIS THING WILL SOON BE GONE.

BECAUSE I THINK THE WORLD OF HER.

SHE'S SECOND BEST TO NONE.

SO IF YOU HAVE A FRIEND LIKE MINE.

WHY NOT DO THE SAME.

TREAT HER TO A MAKEOVER.

IT REALY IS YOUR GAIN.

SHE'LL REPAY YOU WITH HER KINDNESS.

AND NEVER LET YOU DOWN.

BETTER TO SMILE ALONG WITH HER.

THAN WEAR A MISERABLE FROWN.

BY THE WAY HER NAME IS E. MACHINE.

SHE'S CHANGED MY LIFE SO MUCH.

SHE'S MY VERY DEAR COMPUTER.

WHO KEEPS ME SO IN TOUCH.

WITH FRIENDS AND ALL YOU BLOGGERS.

I FOLLOW EVERY DAY.

SO I'M HOPEING AFTER TOMORROW .

IN TIP TOP SHAPE SHE'LL STAY.

NOW WHEN YOU RISE EACH MORNING.

THINK OF MY  SHORT RHYME.

WHAT WOULD YOU BE WITHOUT YOURS.

AND SPEND A LITTLE TIME.

GIVE HER A NICE MAKEOVER.

SHE THEN WILL ACT  LIKE NEW.

BECAUSE I KNOW WITHOUT HER.

YOU ALL WOULD BE SO BLUE. Haaaaa!!!!

AstoriasAnd.

 

"THE OLD FASHIONED TIN BATH "

ONCE AGAIN I AM JOTTING A STORY.

WAY BACK FROM THE PAST.

IT SEEMS LIKE ONLY YESTERDAY.

HOW TIME GOES BY SO FAST.

I WAS THINKING ABOUT OUR BATH NIGHT.

WHEN I WAS JUST A KID.

ALL NIGHT LONG BOILING WATER.

THIS IS WHAT MOTHER DID.

KETTLES ON THE COAL FIRE.

COPPER SET POT SHE HAD TO FILL.

GO OUTSIDE AND GET THE BATH.

OFF THE WALL NEXT TO  WINDOW SILL.

WHEN THE WATER WAS BUBBLING AND BOILING.

SHE WOULD FILL THE BATH NEAR TO THE TOP.

GET OUT A PIECE OF LINOLEUM.

AND ONTO THE FLOOR SHE WOULD DROP.

THE BATH WAS MADE OF TIN BACK THEN.

THREE FOOT OVAL OR OBLONG IN SIZE.

BUT IT WAS SOMETHING SHE WAS REAL KEEN ON.

WE WERE CLEAN AND SHONE WITH PRIDE.

ME AND MY SISITERS THEN LINED UP.

ALL FOUR OF US IN A ROW.

FOR OUR TURN WAITING ALL TO BE SCRUBBED.

ALL THOSE YEARS AGO.

I REMEMBER SHE USED ON US LIFEBOUY SOAP.

NO PERFUME OR ANYTHING AS SUCH.

SHE COULDN'T AFFORD THOSE LUXERIES.

FAMILIES DIDN'T HAVE MUCH.

SHE WOULD THEN WASH US ALL REAL THOROUGH.

RUBBING OUR HEADS LIKE MAD.

THEN TOOTH COMBED OUR HAIR AFTERWARDS.

WINDING IT UP IN RAGS.

THIS WAS TO MAKE OUR RINGLETS.

OR OUR HAIR SO CURLY AND NICE.

OR SHE'D PUT IT IN PLAITS IF WE WANTED.

SO WE DIDN'T GET ANY HEAD LICE.

ONE AT A TIME SHE'D THEN  DRESS US.

OUR NIGHTIES IRONED AND  ALL WARM.

THESE HAD BEEN PLACED ON THE FIREGUARD.

TO KEEP US FROM FLAMES AND HARM.

THEN HOME FROM THE COAL MINE MY FATHER WOULD COME.

BLACK AS THE ACE OF SPADE.

HIS DINNER PUT OUT ON THE TABLE.

IN AN EARLIER HOUR MUM HAD MADE.

AFTER HE'D EATEN THE MEAL THEN.

WE SISTERS WENT INTO THE ROOM.

MOTHER WOULD THEN HOT THE BATH UP.

FOR FATHER TO GO IN SOON.

WHEN DAD WAS ALL CLEAN AND SPOTLESS.

HE WOULD SIT ME UPON HIS KNEE.

AS I WAS THE YOUNGEST OF ALL THE FOUR.

SO HIS BABY HE USED TO CALL ME.

HE WOULD THEN TELL US ALL AN OLD STORY.

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MY SISTERS ALL GATHERED ROUND.

EXCITED WE  SAT THERE IN SILENCE.

NOT A WORD OR ANY SOUND.

WHEN MOTHER HAD CLEANED THE BATH OUT.

AND PUT THE LINOLEUM AWAY.

HE WOULD GO HANG THE BATH ON THE NAIL  AGAIN.

READY FOR NEXT BATHEING DAY.

HE'D PLEASANTLY THEN SHOUT COME ON GIRLS.

UP THE DANCERS WE'LL GO.

THIS MEANT THE STAIRS UP TO OUR BEDS.

VERY TIRED HE'D FOLLOW UP SLOW.

ALL TUCKED IN AND GIVEN A KISS.

GOODNIGHT AND GODBLESS WE DID SAY.

HE WOULD THEN ANSWER YES MY LITTLE LAMBS.

ALL YOU THANK GOD FOR THIS DAY.

HARD TIMES BUT HAPPY WE'D DROP OFF TO SLEEP.

ME THINKING I KNOW WE ARE POOR.

BUT WE'VE GOT A LOT OF LOVE IN OUR HOME.

THE BEST GIFT OF ALL I'M SURE.

AND EVEN TODAY I THINK YOU'LL AGREE.

HOW LOVELY IT IS TO SEE.

CHILDREN ALL BATHED AND CUDDLY AND WARM.

AS ME AND MY SISTERS THREE.

THE TIN BATH MIGHT HAVE BEEN UGLY.

HARD WORK FOR MOTHER AND DAD.

BUT IT KEPT US ALL SO SPOTLESS AND CLEAN.

IT'S THE BEST THING THEY EVER HAD.

MYDAD USED TO SAY TO US DAILY.

IN A HUMBLE SORT OF A WAY.

BE THANKFUL FOR THESE  SMALL MERCY'S

IV'E REMEMBERED IT TO THIS DAY.

SO SIXTY YRS ON AND DOWN THE LINE.

I'M WRITING AGAIN WITH PRIDE.

ABOUT  OUR GOOD "OLD FASHIONED TIN BATH".

WHICH HUNG ON A NAIL OUTSIDE

HA HA I CAN LAUGH NOW.

ASTORIASAND

 

"HAPPY DAYS"

                  "HAPPY DAYS"

LOTS OF MILLS WERE COMMON.

MANY YEARS AGO.

SO HERES ANOTHER STORY.

FOR  YOU  TO ENJOY  SO.

THE RAG MILL WAS A PLACE BACK THEN.

WHERE PEOPLE TOOK OLD CLOTHES.

FROM JUMPERS TROUSERS ANYTHING EVEN OLD WOOL THROWS.

YOU HANDED THEM OVER FOR WEIGHING.

TO SEE WHAT THEY WERE WORTH.

THEY WOULD GIVE YOU A FEW ODD COPPERS,

BUT YOU THOUGHT YOU'D GOT THE EARTH.

THEY THEN PASSED ON TO THE  WOMEN.

WHO WOULD CUT THE BUTTONS AWAY.

WHEN THE CART WAS FULL THEY WOULD TIP THEM OUT.

IN THE FIELD WHERE I LIVED EACH DAY.

MOTHER WOULD ASK US TO GO THERE.

TO GATHER UP WHAT WE COULD.

SOME WERE MADE OF METAL.

OTHERS WERE MADE OF WOOD.

GLASS ONES ALL PRETTY COLOURS.

BLACK ONES TOO WE WOULD FIND.

ANY SORT WOULD DO SHE WOULD SAY.

SHE REALY DIDN'T MIND.

THEN MOTHER WOULD PUT THEM IN A BIG PAN.

ONTO THE FIRE TO BOIL.

SO THAT THEY WERE STERALIZED.

REMOVING ALL DIRT AND  SOIL.

THE NEXT JOB FOR ME WAS THE SORTING.

ALL COLOURS BRIGHT AND GAY.

RED ONES YELLOW ONES BLUE ONES.

AFTER SCHOOL I DID IT EACH DAY.

BOILED AND CLEAN WE WOULD PLACE THEM.

IN VARIOUS JARS AND TINS.

THE ODD ONES THAT GOT BROKEN.

WE THREW OUT INTO THE BINS.

WHEN THEY WERE ALL SORTED.

WE WOULD PLACE THEM ALL IN A LINE.

MATCHING UP SETS FROM ALL OF THEM

AND THREAD THEM TOGETHER ON TWINE.

MOTHER WOULD THEN START SEWING.

AND KNITTING GARMENTS GALORE.

FOR ALL THE KIDS IN THE NEIGHBOURHOOD.

BECAUSE LOTS OF THEM WERE POOR. 

THE GARMENTS THEN ALL FINISHED,

SHE'D  SAY GET OUT JARS AND TINS.

TO CHOOSE A SET OF BUTTONS.

TO SEW ON THE COMPLETED THINGS.

NOTHING WAS EVER WASTED.

THERE WAS A USE FOR THEM ALL.

EVEN THE BIG LARGE BLACK ONES.

SHE SEWED ON MENS OVERALL.

I LOVED TO GO TO THE BUTTON FIELD.

WHEN I WAS JUST A KID.

TIMES WERE HARD IN THEM DAYS.

BUT HAPPY WITH THINGS WE DID.

SO WHEN YOU LOOK AT A BUTTON.

REMEMBER MY RHYME IT'S TRUE.

WE NEVER HAD ON OUR GARMENTS.

A BUTTON which WAS BRAND NEW.

EVERYTHINGS TAKEN FOR GRANTED.

TODAY IN THIS DAY AND AGE. 

ALSO TOYS AND ALL  OTHER THINGS.

WHATEVER  BE IT THE rage .

KIDS CAN HAVE THERE SELECTION.

OF WHATEVER HAS  COME THERE WAY.

BUT I BET THEY DON'T HAVE HALF AS MUCH FUN.

AS WE DID IN OUR "HAPPY DAYS"

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"HIP HIP HOORAY"

WHEN I TURNED ON MY POOTER AROUND ABOUT FOUR.

I COULDN'T HAVE ASKED FOR ANYTHING MORE.

AOL HAD WOKE UP AND AT LAST I'M ONLINE.

AFTER ALL OF THE PHONE CALLS IT'S NOT BEFORE TIME.

AS MANY OF YOU KNOW I HAVE BEEN MOVING HOME.

AND IT'S MADE ME FEEL ILL BUT I'.M NOT GOING TO MOAN.

I'M HAPPY I'M BACK IN J/LAND ONCE MORE.

I'LL BE READING YOUR ENTRIES THAT IS FOR SURE.

PLACING MY COMMENTS WITH NICE THINGS TO SAY. 

TO ALL OF YOU BLOGGERS RIGHT DOWN MY WAY.

I HEAR HALLOWEEN IS THE SUBJECT JUST NOW.

WELL HERE'S ME AS A WITCH IN MY PAST TIMES OH WOW!!

HOW UGLY I LOOK  WITH THE MAKEUP AND STUFF.

WARTS MADE FROM BLUE TACK I LOOKED PRETTY ROUGH.

BUT I ENJOY  THIS FUN SO I'M GOING TO JOIN IN.

WHEN  MY E. MAILS IV'E READ AND PLACED IN THE BIN.

TILL THEN ALL TAKE CARE MY ALERTS ARE BACK  ON.

AND HALF OF MY E. MAILS ALL READ NOW AND GONE.

I HOPE YOU'LL CONTINUE TO FOLLOW ME TOO.

AS I ENJOY COMMENTS JUST AS YOU DO.

WHOOOOOOO!!

GOODNIGHT.

SLEEP TIGHT.

HOPE THE GHOSTS DON'T BITE .

HAAAAAAA!!!

Astoriasand.

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

"TRAVELLING FAR AND WIDE"

IV'E TRAVELLED FAR AND WIDE THIS WEEK.

IT'S REALY BEEN HARD WORK.

STAYING AT LOTS OF PLACES.

NO TIME TO REST OR SHIRK.

MAYBE TEN MINUTES IN THIS TOWN.

OR FIFTEEN MINUTES IN THAT.

I'VE SEEN LOVELY SCENIC VILLAGES THERE.

WITH NO TIME TO STOP AND CHAT.

MY VISITS HAVE BEEN QUITE THRILLING.

I'VE CROSSED OVER LOTS OF PATHS.

A TEAR IN MY EYES ON SOME JOURNEYS.

BUT I'VE ALSO HAD PLENTY LAUGHS.

RIVERS AND OCEANS AND BLUE SKIES.

SWEET SMELLING FLOWERS I'VE SEEN.

DOGS RUNNING ROUND SO HAPPY.

AND CATS IN THE ROSE-BEDS HAVE BEEN.

I WENT TO MANY MUSEUMS.

LOCAL PUBS TO TASTE THERE WARE.

EVEN CALLED INTO THE HOSPITALS.

TO VISIT THE SICK WHO WERE THERE.

SAID PLENTY PRAYERS ON MY JOURNEY.

FOR THE SICK TO ALL SOON GET WELL.

SO MANY STORIES I READ ON MY WAY.

FAR TOO MANY TO TELL.

INVITED INSIDE SOME LOVELY HOMES.

TO ENJOY THERE EVERYDAY LIFE.

PICKED UP A FEW GOOD RECIPIES .

FROM ONE OR TWO GOOD HOUSEWIFES.

BEAUTIFUL BABIES AND CHILDREN.

HAVING FUN WITH THERE MUMS AND DADS.

GRANDMA'S ENJOYING ALL THE FUN TOO.

BIG SMILES ON THERE FACES THEY HAD.

ANOTHER FEW DAYS ON MY JOURNEY.

THEN IT WILL COME TO AN END.

MY TRAVELLS WILL HAVE TO STOP THEN.

WHEN MY VOTES I WILL FINALLY SEND.

THROUGH J/LAND IS WHERE I HAVE TRAVELLED.

FROM ENGLAND TO USA.

ENTRIES I'VE READ BEEN TERRIFIC.

ALL OF THEM I HAVE TO SAY.

I'M MOVING HOME SHORTLY SO I NEED.

TO GET IN MY VOTES NOW AND THEN.

MAKING MY CHOICE OF FAVOURITE PLACE.

THAT I WENT TO AND  NOMINATE THEM.

THOUGH EVERY PLACE I HAVE BEEN TO.

I'VE ENJOYED SO MUCH I'LL BE BACK.

AS SOON AS I'M SETTLED AND SORTED.

AND DOWNLOADED MY AOL PACK

I'LL BE BACK ONLINE WITH EXCITEMENT.

CONTINUING MY JOURNEY ONCE MORE.

THANX FOR ALL OF YOUR INVITES.

WELCOMING ME THROUGH YOUR DOOR.

TAKE CARE MY WISHES TO ALL OF YOU.

I WISH YOU GOOD HEALTH EVERY DAY.

MAYBE YOU 'LL TELL YOUR FRIENDS TO POP HERE.

THERES NOT MUCH MORE I CAN SAY.

THANX FOR THE COMMENTS I HAVE HAD.

EACH ONE HAVE BROUGHT  ME A SMILE.

AS I THINK THIS WILL BE MY LAST RHYME.

WITH MOVING FOR QUITE A WHILE.

THE VIVA AWARDS I'LL BE BACK FOR.

I WISH ALL OF YOU GOOD LUCK.

EVERY JOURNAL IS JUST SO BRILLIANT.

BETTER THAN ANY BOOK.

SO GOODNIGHT GODBLESS TO THE MANY OF YOU.

YOU ALL SO DESERVE A PRIZE.

JOINING J/LAND HAS MADE ME SO HAPPY.

AND REALY OPENED MY EYES. 

THANX FOR YOUR NOMINATIONS.

I'M REALY AS PLEASED AS PUNCH.

LETS HOPE WE CAN ALL CONTINUE.

TO BE ONE BIG HAPPY BUNCH.

. HARD WORK THIS IS LOL!!!  BYE

 

Astoriasand.

 

"GRANDMA'S DEAR OLD WATERING CAN"

GRANDMA'S DEAR OLD WATERING CAN IT'S HAD IT'S BETTER DAY.

SHE WAS AN AVID GARDENER IN HER YOUNGER DAY.

WHEN SHE PASSED I KEPT IT AND USED IT EVERY TIME.

SPRINKLING EVERY EVENING WITH THE ROSE IT WAS SO FINE.

WHEN I DIDN'T USE IT I STOOD IT THERE ON SHOW.

OLD AND BATTERED SO WELL WORN BUT I COULDN'T LET IT GO.

MANY YEARS SHE USED IT HEAVY TOO FULL UP.

BUT WITH BOTH OF HER WEARY HANDS THE WATERING CAN SHE'D CUP.

I DO NOT HAVE A GARDEN NOW,BUT HAVE IT HERE IN STORE.

I'M GOING TO ONE DAY FILL IT UP WITH FLOWERS BY MY DOOR.

SHE'LL BE LOOKING DOWN UPON ME SAYING TO ALL OUT LOUD.

OH! LOOK THERE STANDS MY WATERING CAN OUR KATHS SHOWS OFF SO PROUD.

I NEVER WILL DISGARD IT I LOVE IT OH! SO MUCH.

WHEN I SEE IT STANDING THERE IT SEEMS I FEEL HER TOUCH.

SO THANKYOU FOR THIS GRAPHIC DEAR DONNA YOU HAVE SENT.

IT'S ALMOST YES A LOOK -A-LIKE OF GRANDMA'S CAN WELL SPENT.

I'M PROUD OF GRANDMA'S WATERING CAN BATTERED BULGED AND OLD.

IT HAS SO MANY MEMORIES THAT I DO DEARLY HOLD..............

Astoriasand   http://journals.aol.co.uk/astoriasand/MYSIMPLERHYMES

(If you got this alert many times AOL were playing me up. I am sorry about that! Grrr!)

"WAITING FOR DAD"

       "WAITING FOR DAD"

      

ABOUT THIS TINY BLINKIE I JUST HAD TO WRITE A RHYME.

IT BROUGHT ME  MANY MEMORIES OF A BYGONE TIME.

EARLY IN MY MARRIAGE WHEN I HAD JUST ONE SON.

HERE HE IS UP ABOVE IN HIS CAR AGED ONE.

EACH AND EVERY TEA TIME  I'D WATCH THE CLOCK TICK BY.

THEN  OVER TO THE WINDOW TO SEE IF I COULD SPY.

MY HUBBY COMING HOME AGAIN WHEN  WORKING DAY WAS THROUGH.

 MY FIRST BORN SON WOULD ALSO BE "WAITING FOR DAD"  TOO.

THEN SUDDENLY HE'D GET HIS CAR AND WANT TO GO OUTSIDE.

HE KNEW HIS DADDY WOULD PLAY WITH HIM AND TAKE HIM FOR A RIDE.

FOND THOUGHTS AND MEMORIES FROM A BLINKIE OFF THE NET.

IVE HAD SOME PRETTY GOOD ONES BUT THIS IS MY FAVOURITE YET.

IV'E ALSO ADDED THE OTHER THREE, WHO DID THE SAME WHEN SMALL.

THEY LOOKED THROUGH THE WINDOW TOO THERE FACES SAY IT ALL. 

after my day of baking as in the blinkie above.

WE WOULD SHOW HIM THE CAKES, HOT ON A PLATE WE'D BAKED FOR HIM with love.

I WONDER HOW MANY MORE OF YOU COULD TELL A STORY thats true.

FROM A LITTLE BLINKIE youv'e recieved thats been PASSED ON TO YOU.

EVERYTIME I'M SENT ONE I SEEM TO GO BACK IN TIME.

AND MY MIND SEEMS TO JUST CROP UP.

   !!!!!!!!!!! WITH ANOTHER simple RHYME  !!!!!!!!!!

Astoriasand