So today I sat and remembered my Grandfather and the fact he is no longer with us. What he went through in the second World war and his love for life.

My thoughts turned to my other grandfather, who died when My own father was 4, just after Dunkirk.

My Great Grandfather who fought in the first World War, his life in the trenches, one of the 'lucky ones' who came home injured and therefore avoided being killed by going over the edge.

Rememberance Sunday, always a time for reflection and rememberance, even if I no longer go to church or watch it on telly, I always buy a poppy and put it near my Crucifix at home and say a little prayer to whoever or whatever may hear it. My children do the same, it is almost traditional in house.

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Thanks for the kind comments on my last post 'friends without faces' you all mean a lot to me even if I don't get time to reply or post.

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Then torture, of we go to Toys R us where I experience my own form of Torture. I hate that place. Why oh why do parents think it is a good idea to let their little horrors try out the bikes and let them ride round the shop, unsupervised, and getting in everyone's way? Why do they insist on opening all the boxes to see if it contains everything, spilling the contents everywhere and then walking of? why do the staff seem to be blind when you approach them with a query and walk off? Why can you never find someone when you want them?

If I hate it so much why do I go?

Simple, we needed some ideas about prices for some of the items Richard has on his list, they are my guidelines then I can shop around when I go Christmas shopping next week. Youngest child and the poor thing does not have as much in his pile as his eldest brother does They both have a set amount we spend on them and Richard hasn't reached his budget yet so ideas are needed. We didn't stay for long - hubby feared I was about to have an argument with one woman about her child.

"You can wait another 3 days before you open your presents."

"No" screams the child stamping his foot and about to throw a tantrum there and then.

"yes you can darling, another 3 days will not hurt" mother says in one of them wheedling and whining voices.

"nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" screams the child at the top of his lungs, forcing tears through his eyes, so fake!

"If it upsets you that much darling you can open one present tonight and I will get you another one to replace it" Says mum who is taking a toy out of its packaging (bearing in mind she hasn't got to the till yet) to give to child.

tears suddenly stop - surprise surprise

Nigel said the look on my face said it all.

We left soon after!

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Just had a nice cup of tea, eaten some chocolate (sod the diet not in the mood), watched Lord of the Rings and now have the Muppets Treasure Island on. Simon is at a friends house, I have just redone my Chrismas listso Nigel has some idea what to get me! Now I am going to sign off, relax and do some sewing!

Have a good Sunday evening everyone and a safe journey home to those of you who went to Leeds.