Roobarb, I think that is good advice you have been given about ignoring the neighbour. I realise this is easier said that done. However, you wouldn't want her to do you two injuries instead of one - what happened to the Clematis and robbing you of your peace of mind as well. You can't do anything about the first but you can have some control over the second. Try to distract yourself as much as you can from thinking about the neighbour and think of any nice things .. give yourself treats, anything to give yourself a boost during this time. I hope you are feeling better today, I think we all feel for you about the situation and want you to have peace of mind again as you deserve.
Andra tutto benne as our Italian friends say
(Everything will be alright) .. eventually ... 🌈🌈🌈🌈
Just catching up ..
Diary
The sun was shining brightly in the morning so I decided to go out for some walking exercise. I took a route through Preston Cemetery, in North Shields. There were a few other people out taking their walking exercise there but everyone was social distancing. I haven't been through there since before lockdown. This is a huge old cemetery, very beautiful and peaceful and a haven for wildlife.
Today I see that there are bluebells out in abundance; there are so many they are quite a breath taking sight. However, some parts of the cemetery ground is now looking like a jungle. There are areas thick with May flowers, some over five feet tall. Although other areas do appear to have been tended and things still look as normal. I suppose the number of gardeners may have been reduced since lockdown so they may not have as much time to get everything done as before. Sometimes, you don't realise how much work is being done until it isn't done.
Before lockdown I took a photo of a grave for someone. Looking over at that particular section now, I would not be able to locate that grave again as it is so over run with weeds. When at this cemetery I sometimes see squirrels. I don't see any today but think perhaps they might just be too well hidden in the undergrowth.
On the way home, I see my Great Niece out with her children. Keeping a good social distance she tells me they have been for a walk too. It makes me feel as old as Methuselah to think that I am a Great x 2 Aunt! (I am the 'baby' of our family and there was an age gap of 22 two years between me and my eldest sibling so I was quite close in age to some of my nephews and nieces.) Sometimes from a genealogical stand point I think they should feel lucky to know me
(although this has probably not occurred to any of them) - for me to meet one of my own Great x 2 Aunts I think I would have to time travel back to the 1800s!
Back at home I see I am pleased to see that I have had a response from a new DNA match I sent a message to and this person has sent their email. From the little bit of information they have provided I suspect this person might be another descendant of my paternal Great Grandfather's brother who went to America with his family and was horrifically killed in an accident at a mine over there. This ancestor had ten children and I have had several matches so far to various descendants. I send an email to this person with some information from this side. I will now have to wait and see if things turn out to be as I think or whether I am jumping the gun with my guesswork.
Added: Now as I write this it is Monday and I will shortly be going to bed ..just finished nightshift. Caroline you are right one day does seem to blend another .. and sometimes it is hard to keep up with where we are. My first bus was definitely busier this morning and second bus just the same .. but at least I got on.😊