In a few days I will be coming up to 5 years blogging on WordPress Com. During that time I have met on the internet so many wonderful bloggers, too many to name and I love you all.
A few of you expanded from WP into us sending each other emails, having fun, sending each other presents and one even visited my home ! Wonderful ! The remainder of you I know very little or nothing about you at all. I have no idea what your circumstances, illnesses, lives, worries etc. are. All I read are your words, poems, single pics, reblogs etc. on your blogs. This is the story of one such anonymous blogger who has taken my heart, filled it with her love and I am totally in love with her.
In this post I will call her LOVE. Why not ? I am not including pictures and am keeping her anonymity until we have photos taken together to put out to the world of WP for you all to see in the future.
I know that many of you will be happy for us. Others will be devastated, almost suicidal that their Ralphie has a real girlfriend now. So sorry, but you had your chance, 5 years of chances and you blew it ! Please don’t cry ! I still love you !
Here we go then.
The story of LOVE and Ralph !
So, here I am in my lovely apartment in a valley surrounded by mountains in southern Spain. Day by day I am getting older. All I really have are my health issues, my aging cats and blogging. Nothing to look forward to except exist and have fun with my cats and blog.
But, out there in another European country, unknown to me, was a woman who one day stumbled across my blog and immediately, totally fell in love with me. She was smitten. Nothing else mattered but remotely loving Ralph. LOVE knew in her heart that Ralph may never love her as she had daily migraines and other things which may immediately put me off her.
Even so, she wrote lovely comments on my posts, as many of you do and she was thrilled to bits when she read my replies. I hadn’t a clue what she looked like, her age …. anything, except the love for her pet on her blog. She sent me a link to visit her internet album in her first email to me. I waded through photos of her old European town, hundreds of her pet photos, then WHAM !! almost at the end of the album were two selfies of a gorgeous young woman ! She was beautiful ! I just had to know more about her.
As the weeks went by we emailed, messaged, had hours of coversations on an internet phone. Initially, I was worried as I had been scammed a couple of years ago by the Nigerian Bongo Bongo Banana, posing as a Texas 42 year old woman with money problem after money problem and I was the sucker who fell for it. He is probably still pushing a full wheelbarrow with a big sign on the side shouting out, “RALPH’S MONEY : HAHA !”.
LOVE was completely different. She wanted absolutely nothing from me. All she wanted was to tell me of her overwhelming unconditional love for me no matter what I do or say. She loves me beyond words.
Total pure love !
Due to the stupidity of Social Services LOVE can claim nothing because she is living with her pensioner Dad. If she went to live with anyone else she would receive the full spectrum of benefits. Crazy, or what ?
LOVE ticks over with a few euros from her Dad, most of which goes on her pet. She has asked me for nothing. She loves her old clothes, repairs them herself and is so sad of the loss of her grandparents and most of all her Mama who died of cancer. She was existing day by day just like me.
It was uncanny how similar we were. We blog, love our pets, smoke, go to bed late, hate curry and so much more. We were finding ourselves fitting snuggly together like two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. It was amazing ! Our thoughts, words, actions and reactions were exactly the same. We talked for hours on the internet phone and it seemed like five minutes. We were both in a dream.
LOVE wants nothing from me. She is a giver, she pours out her love for me unconditionally and all she wants is to see me happy. Nothing else matters except for her pet. How could I not fall in love with her ?
What could I do to make HER happy ? I thought long and hard, then sent a few euros to her bank for her to buy some new clothes to make her feel better in herself. Do you know what she did when the money arrived ? I am almost in tears thinking about it. She asked me if she could use €5 of the money to buy some food for her pet. God, I love her so much !
Time went by and I asked if she would like to visit me. I’ll show her Gibraltar and Ronda and hopefully she would have a fun vacation. In an instant she said yes. We talked about her sleeping in the second bedroom. In an instant she said no because she wants to cuddle up to me, be with me, kiss me and make me happy. Wow !
The flight is booked and confirmed. LOVE will be arriving here in a fortnight’s time, staying for 24 days. Yay !
Due to our unconditional love for each other, amazing things are happening as I write this. My vibrating hands are a lot better ie. instead of my usual morning 8 messy attempts to roll just one wrinkled trumpet cigarette, yesterday every one was almost perfect. Yay ! LOVE has only had one migraine attack in the last week. Yay ! She has had daily migraines since she was 6 years old. That particular migraine was caused by moving heavy things.
Maybe we were both due good karma and healing. Maybe we were brought together by Forces Unseen who I call my Dear Ones. Who knows ? But what I do know is that if it was not for WordPress we would never have met and fallen so deeply in love.
Thank you WordPress Com
Ralph xox ❤
This is what a man looks like when he realises that he is getting married in two weeks time.
Last Friday at very short notice, really short notice, friends of Jim met up in a local Spanish bar for his “sort of” stag night. It was daylight !
As for the women, they were organised ! Einar left his home for the bar with tales of Louise’s hen night in full swing. Table strewn with “confetti”, champagne bottles already empty downed through penis drinking straws. Erect jelly babies with added calories. And they were only a half an hour into it !
The men, another kettle of fish ! Well, three of them went fishing in the river (caught 6 barbel, returned to the water) then onto the bar for a beer or two, or three !
That was the extent of male organisation.
No stripper, not even paint stripper ! And the sheep ran away !
You know the game ! Someone sticks something on your forehead and you guess away !
Am I male ? Yes !
Am I upstanding, but generally hangs himself ? Yes !
Is hair a feature ? Yes !
Do I do one thing and then do something completely different ? Yes !
Am I Donald Trump ? Yessss ! You guessed it !
Cheers Jim & Louise ! Have a wonderful wedding in the UK on the 16th !
So I slowly made my way home, singing that after party classic !
I arrived outside my home. What’s going on ? My young Spanish neighbour Pedro, his three children and pet dog Niña were standing on their front balcony in total shock. It transpired that the new neighbour’s wife went mental over Pedro’s children doing things that children do. She shouted at them, saying things like, “Go home to Africa !” and promptly emptied her street sweepings on our door step.
It was Friday night ! Pedro called the local police.
Guess what I saw in the street over the weekend !
Oh boy !
Monday arrived. Jack hammer day ! All day ! Pretty much every square foot of the new neighbours house front has been ravaged by the jack hammer. The noise was awful and then it suddenly stopped. Yay !
The local police arrived to visit the new neighbours. Two and a half days after Pedro’s phone call, it must be a serious matter !
We could hear what the policeman was saying. Things like,
“Please be calm lady. Forget cleaning the street as the Town Hall has people to do that !“.
(She’s out sweeping the street now, 3 hours before this post goes live. So much for the local police advice ! Oh boy !)
As soon as he drove away the jack hammering restarted with a vengeance. For heaven’s sake. !
The new neighbour gave me the finger when I complained to him about the awful noise. That was a no-no. I have initiated payback. If it works I’ll update you my friends !
Remember: A great friend is a treasure, gold, a keeper; whereas an enemy is dust which is easily blown away and forgotten.
Oh no ! Not her ! 😦
Ralph xox ❤
Toni, my young Spanish friend and neighbour thinks it’s a good idea to get me a Home Help from the Spanish Social Services, as Toni and her family are rarely home during the day and I might do something stupid like stand up and breathe I suppose.
This week, Toni brought me the four page form to fill in.
Hello ! I can’t write ! A two year old is a calligraphist compared to my Picasso inspired signature. So Toni filled in the form for me.
I wonder what the Home Help would look like ?
Will this blonde have an intelligent conversation with me ?
(Watch this video. So funny !)
Dream on Ralph ! Knowing me this is probably the Home Help I’ll get !
I am quite capable of doing large things around the apartment such as washing the dishes (sort of !), making my bed while the cats are trying their best to wreck what I’m doing, and brush the floor.
I haven’t a clue what a Home Help does. Wash the dishes, make the bed and brush the floor I suppose.
It’s the small things I find almost impossible to do such as organising paperwork and picking up a coin on the floor.
The Home Help could sort out my paperwork (transfer my Last Will & Testament into her name). She could pick up coins and if caught emptying my wallet she would probably tell me that €50 notes look untidy in there.
I have no idea what a Home Help does !
Oh boy ! You lot are a real help, aren’t you ?
I have no idea what you would do ! Tell me ! 🙂
Ralph xox ❤
This post is the latest on my New Neighbours (NewN) and how I had some payback with the help of Karma.
Please enjoy this very highbrow song which is relevant to what is coming.
Eastern European NewNs arrived from California to this quiet mountain village in southern Spain and purchased the house next door last year. Then all hell was let loose. The wife glared and screamed at villagers from her street balcony, banged on our walls late at night, played a scale on her piano for hours on end (nothing else) etc. Parked across the road, the 4 tyres of a Spanish friend’s car was slashed one night. An unknown villager retaliated, throwing old engine oil all over the front of the NewN house. The NewNs reported me, my young Spanish neighbours plus another to the Spanish Guardia Civil police and activated a denuncia stating that we did what they were actually doing themselves. I understand the police took no further action as she was crazy.
One: The other afternoon the Guardia Civil police were in the street taking photographs of the NewNs four CCTV cameras which are monitoring the street and public pathway to the river. In Spain CCTV monitoring of neighbours and public areas is totally illegal.
Two: The NewNs got permission from the Town Hall for a yellow line outside their garage, but not the yellow line across the road. He parks his car on it !
Three: Verified information is being sent to me about his “business” in California. A home rental agent. Post Office drop address in Camarillo. No office. Complaints of not refunding deposits when he didn’t activated rentals. His workmen stole from properties…. and HE COMPLAINED TO ME that his US$1.2 million Thousand Acre home had to be sold for US$800,000 ! Karma did her bit in the village by breaking his ankle when he was unloading his pianos and Regency furniture out of the huge shipping container from California.
Oh, an email from the NewNs ! That’s a first !
Someone’s in my water meter box ! Probably listening to them singing ! I sent an email.
At 12:11 I saw Cameron, your “builder”, fiddling in the water meter
box of 137 Cañada d r Tesoro. this is more evidence of tampering with
another property without permission.
BTW does Camarillo ring a bell ? Oh boy ! It’s all adding up.
I hated to do this post, nothing like me really, but I will not be trampled on.
Ralph xox ❤
As an older man I am completely useless in finding a woman to come and live with me. I have come up with a plan and that is to lay it all out on the table, be positive and open. After reading this you will come running to live with me.
One: You will be amazed that an older man can count without using the calculator on a smartphone.
Three: An older man will probably grab hold of your breast in the street. That’s okay, he just lost his balance.
Four: The older man will take longer to get dressed than you and you will probably find him wearing your underwear only because he picked up the nearest thing to put on.
Five: You may spend many hours in the shower with an older man because both of his hands are grasping tightly on the handrails as he can’t stand up properly.
Six: You may be dying to have sex with him whereas the older man may be dying when he has sex with you.
Seven: The older man may ask you why you are wearing a catapult when he sees your thong climbing out of your denims half way up your back.
Eight: The older man may offer to cook you an amazing dinner then forget why he is in the kitchen.
Nine: The older man is well travelled and while having a cuddle with you, will call you Yoko, Fatima, Gerta, Mavis and Honey-Bunny all in the same sentence.
Ten: The older man is great at listening when you tell him of your day of shoe shopping and he will answer you with 75 reasons of why a bicycle chain falls off its wheel sprocket.
See ! I am totally irresistible and incredible !
Oh boy !
Start running ! No ! This way ! 😉
Ralph xox ❤
The last time I went on holiday was to Israel in 2014. Time for a new adventure.
Haha ! Very funny China Cat !
Good ! The cats are asleep ! Now where shall I go ? *thinks*
What now ? What’s up China Cat ?
Oh dear, I am so sorry for leaving you. Even with a friend visiting for a couple of minutes each day to feed you, it was a difficult fortnight holiday for me as I was constantly worrying about you.
It was also difficult being on holiday with my hands as they are. I couldn’t pick up coins, cut food or do anything much with them … and … my trousers fell down so many times when I had to remove my belt at all the security check points. I might as well have gone on holiday just wearing my Superman boxers !
I think I’ll forget the whole idea and stay at home.
Oh boy !
What is your suggestion ?
Ralph xox ❤
Cue music !
Star Wars theme by John Williams
In a Spanish
mountain village far, far away
Hands Solo (very entertaining for him)
and his lazy, good-for-nothing furry side-kicks ….
…. were invaded by the Park Side.
Hands Solo (again ? nice !) dispatched CO0CO0 and robot China Cat on an important mission.
For heaven’s sake ! It’s a story of what happened ! Where was I ?
The Park Side, led by queen NewN (new neighbour) had denounced Hands Solo (three times in one post ! Whew !).
The denuncia was stopped and probably torn up by the Yeti Knights ….
…. I mean “Jedi Knights” (the Guardia Civil police) who put the brakes on her complaint, as the queen NewN was irritating, irrational and had tried to bribe a Jedi Knight to turn him to the Park Side. The Farce was with her.
The Park Side NewN queen illegally painted yellow lines on the galactic highway. The commander of the Town Hall was turned to the Park Side by refusing to eliminate these Park Side insignias.
…. from nowhere, in flew Fluke Streetwalker wielding his Light Sabre (it was very light, being made of balsa wood).
Aided by his Merry Men (ooops ! Wrong movie).
Fluke Streetwalker swung his Light Sabre time after time ….
…. until the yellow Park Side insignia was totally destroyed.
What will happen to the other Park Side insignia ?
Will the Park Side queen order a drone (builder) to repaint the destroyed insignia ?
Will Hands Solo (four times ! Exhausting, but fun !) be ravished by a Princess ?
Will CO0CO0 and robot China Cat be dispatched on an important mission ?
Will the furry side-kicks do anything to enhance this movie ?
Exciting, isn’t it ? But you guys are no fun. Oh boy !
I believe that thoughts are things.
Send out good thoughts, the right thoughts, and your world will right itself.
Send out bad thoughts, hate etc., it will come back and bite you BIG TIME !
A mixed bag of thoughts will just confuse your life.
The choice is yours.
Or do you get a headache just thinking ? 😉
Happy Easter !
Ralph xox ❤
PS: As all the post photo files I have saved are in a right mess, I am going to try to number my posts from now on. If I remember !
I really do love this old Premium Tapestry theme and DO NOT want to change it, but I have been advised to after a WordPress Com update screwed up my sidebar (now fixed).
A retired theme is a theme which has been removed from the WordPress Com theme list and may one day become totally unfixable.
How do you know if your theme has been retired ? Click on the three dots (…) in the “Customize/Edit/Stats” pop-up at the bottom of your screen. If you see no theme name it has been retired.
This blog has a theme name, so is on the theme list.
I found the best way is to wander around other blogs. Here’s a couple I’d like to try ….. THEMES !
I spent a while in the WordPress Forum Premium Theme Support checking for any problems which arose with the themes I fancied. I found the theme threads I wanted on the Premium Theme Support sidebar.
(This is the link to the Free Themes Support . It’s not so easy, so use the “Search” box.)
So I spent an hour or so preparing for the worst.
I opened a new file in my laptop and copied pretty much everything from my Dashboard into Notepads.
I spent a lot of time in “Widgets” copying the Media Library image links, plus the code in Text (especially Flag Counter). I did this because I’m worried that the Tapestry theme has two widget areas, Header Right & Primary Sidebar and any new theme might have something unexpected which might cause me problems.
I have hundreds of items in my Media Library and it would take forever to scroll down to find just one widget image. Text code would be impossible to replicate. So the copying could come in handy.
Time to visit and try out a new Premium theme, Phoebe & Samantha‘s NATURAL.
(The following process should be the same for all active premium & free themes).
In their blog, click on the three dots (…) in the “Follow” pop-up at the bottom of your screen. Click on “Get Theme”.
Click on “OPEN LIVE DEMO”
Click on ” Try & Customize”
For me a problem. A single blue fish image (the Tapestry Header Right widget) in the right sidebar. The rest of the widgets have disappeared, not in the footers, nowhere ! A complete widget/sidebar rebuild needed.
Okay. I’ll try Wendy‘s BASKERVILLE 2 Premium theme.
Same as before, three dots, get theme.
Damn ! Single blue fish in the sidebar …….. BUT !
Yay ! All the other widgets are in the footer (below the comments)
Before I “Customize and Save & Activate” a new theme, do I >>>
1. Stay with my old TAPESTRY theme until a future WordPress Com update turns it into a train wreck where it will sag into a soggy mess, dribbling out of the screen, ruining my laptop keyboard ?
2. Go with Phoebe & Samantha‘s NATURAL theme which needs a total widget/sidebar rebuild ?
or 3. Wendy‘s BASKERVILLE 2 theme ? All the widgets are there. I just need to be able to access the theme’s Dashboard and hope that I can drag and drop the widgets from the footer to the sidebar.
I will need to meditate after writing this post. This song should help. Ommmm !
Pure Imagination – Jackie Evancho
Ommmm ! Oh my god !
Ommmm ! ‘flippin’ WordPress !
That’s better ! Meditation works ! *ommmm, mutter, mutter*
Ralph xox ❤
This post is as is, just to give you an idea of what to do and what problems you might encounter. You may have NO problems at all with a free single sidebar theme.
Please reblog or share this as you probably have a blogging aunt, who nobody talks about, locked in your attic and she needs to know ! Oh, you ARE that aunt ! Ooops !
I was fooling around yesterday evening. I was trying out NATURAL theme, customising, got tired and thought I was saving what I had done. OMG !
I PRESSED “SAVE & ACTIVATE” !
Heck, what a mess ! I was up ALL NIGHT getting my blog straight.
Well ? What do you think ?
I was in the process of setting up the photos for another post when I had to break off and tell you this.
When the local Spanish town hall was asked why the illegal yellow lines in the street painted by my new neighbours (NewNs) have not been eradicated after so many months, they said ………
….. “We know it is illegal. We are not going to black out the lines because in the future the NewNs might apply for yellow lines. Approval may possibly be given. If all the criteria are met we won’t have to paint the yellow lines again, will we ?”
Is this Sensible, Illegal, Logical, Laziness, or just a
joke Yoke ?
“SILLY” I reckon !
Oh, and there’s more !
In a previous post someone suggested installing CCTV to monitor Pedro’s car in case the tyres were slashed again.
After extensive research on using CCTV in Spain I found that CCTV is okay for viewing one’s own private property. Viewing neighbours, public streets and pathways are a no-no. Very naughty ! Really BIG fines !
Guess who just installed 4 cameras monitoring our street, my street door and public pathway beside their house ? My NewNs !
Normally I wouldn’t mind, but what happens if one of you tiptoes in to visit me from your country for a weekend secret rendezvous d’amor ? …. (translation: you’ve come to borrow money 🙂 )
Oh, and there’s more !
Okay ! The NewNs think that they now have total control of 2 sides of their house. The public path has cameras. The street has cameras and yellow lines. Now they are trying to control the 3rd side which happens to be me, the young Spanish family below and their father (who lives elsewhere in this Spanish village).
How do they do it ? Simple. In conjunction with the two Spanish builders (who have been jack-hammering for the NewNs for months in this work impoverished Spanish village and have to go along with whatever the NewNs say. Money talks !) they visited the Guardia Civil (Spanish “military” police) and made out a denuncia (a legal complaint) against me and the 3 Spaniards as a group complaint. We have done nothing except live our lives normally and are still doing so. BTW, if a denuncia is proved to be false, heavy fines and/or prison awaits.
As the Guardia Civil have not yet seen me or informed me directly of the contents of the denuncia (probably can’t climb the stairway to my apartment as they are in a heap on the floor due to excessive laughter) I am in a position to relate some gems within the denuncia. Such as >>>
Complaints against me
He is jealous of our house.
Me bad ! Is it because I am English ?
He bangs on our wall.
Me bad ! Sorry for the echo of you banging on my wall.
He is not nice to me when we talked on the balcony.
Me bad ! I must be nicer to you when I walk away while you were saying nasty things about Toni and another time after your horrendous late night banging which woke up and made a baby boy cry.
Complaint against Toni
When I speak to her nicely, she ignores me.
She bad ! I am sure that in the future she will ignore you when you nicely shout abuse at her.
Complaint against Pedro
He parked his car in our bit of the street.
He bad ! I am sure that in the future that he will park his car legally in the street. Oh, that is ALL the street !
Complaint against Toni’s father
He glowered at me.
He bad ! I am sure that next time you shout abuse at him from your balcony he will glower at you nicely.
There is a fourth side to the NewNs house …. a field !
Oh boy !
Ralph xox ❤
If you read this post I may have to kill you …. pleasurably.
Cue music !
Do you remember my €1200 Toilet Brush post when I bought a new Samsung Smart TV ?
Well, it seems that the CIA and MI5 listen to me when my TV is TURNED OFF !!!
Click on the picture below for more information
If you read this file I may have to kill you …. ecstatically
Agent Jane’s Blonde has been assigned to listen in to Ralph’s home.
Working in Room 36.24.36 adjacent to the Navel Attache in the CIA headquarters, Dangley, USA, she monitors Ralph day and night.
AJB is highly trained and is at the foot of a successful career ladder.
She came first in Disguises Class. No-one knows what she really looks like as she can change her look in an instant.
She excelled in her latest course on Interrogation. Tippex’ing teeth always produced results.
If you see what is in this Room, I may have to kill you …. excitedly
Many weeks of training in Room 36.24.36 preceded her assignment of listening in to Ralph’s conversations. She is now skilled at pressing the Red Button after the odd mishap.
Such as ….
…. and ….
She finally made the Red Button grade with the unwavering help of ABC, her mentor.
If you find out I may have to kill you …. strokingly
My TV is now off.
Agent Jane’s Blonde: Quick ABC ! Press the Red Button and I’ll start recording !
Agent Button Cat: Okay Boss !
Cue Siren !
Dangley immediately goes on shut-down. Ralph’s words are piped thoughout the complex. Thousands of CIA employees stop what they’re doing (having a snooze) and stare at the speakers in anticipation of Ralph’s immortal words. Such as >>>
Will you stop trying to rip off my shirt !
I like it when you wriggle on my lap, it makes me hot !
No ! Licking my nose will not hurry me up to get your supper.
Whatever turns you on. Sniffing my slipper ? Whatever !
No ! You can’t eat my sandwich. Go and have a biscuit !
I know you get excited, but do stop scratching my leg !
Right ! Bedtime ! Coming ?
Oh boy !
Ralph xox ❤
All the images, MP3s and gifs are not mine, but my cats are ! Oh boy !
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