My Diary, one Day after Mothers’ Day

A couple of hours ago I looked at some “Nuclear News” and copied and published some of it. Should I not take notice of any “Nuclear News” because these news tend to sicken me immensely?

Under the above definition about “ostrich” I found the following:

“Origin of ostrich

  1. from the erroneous belief that an ostrich buries its head in the sand when in danger
  2. a person who tries to avoid difficult or dangerous situations by refusing to confront them”

So, do I wish to avoid to confront this dangerous situation? If all this nuclear news bothers me continuously, should I not stop to read about it? No, I don’t think so. Is it possible that a lot of people just do not want to be informed truthfully because the truth would upset them too much. Instead they rather believe lies. Believing in what are obviously lies is somehow more soothing to them than being confronted with the truth. Has “believing” in lies some survival value? Maybe. – Maybe Orwell in his story “1984” did see it this way?

However, today I do not want to dwell on this “nuclear business” for too long. Instead, I want to think back on what a wonderful day Mothers’ Day 2018 turned out to be for our family.

As I said in another post, we were expecting our family to turn up at our place in the afternoon for coffee and cake. And so it happened. The guests arrived right on time, among them were three mothers and I was the fourth one.

My two daughters were among the guests. My son had given me a ring from Victoria a bit earlier to wish me a Happy Mother’s Day and telling me the news about Benalla and his family and asking me about it how I was going to spend my Mother’s Day.

I did get some lovely flowers from my daughters:

I asked Caroline and Matthew to fill the glasses with a welcome drink.

These are just some of the welcome drinks.

So there were my daughters with their partners as well as two grand-daughters and two grandsons,  two of my great-grandchildren, son-in-law’s mother, grandson’s wife (mother of the two great-grandsons that were present) and the other grandson’s girl-friend. So quite a lot of the family were able to come along for a little Mothers’ Day celebration. Peter and I were very happy about this!


This is one of the potato pan-cakes we had today for lunch.

6 thoughts on “My Diary, one Day after Mothers’ Day

  1. I never tried them with sour cream, Gerard. Sounds good to me. I’ll try it out next time when we do potato pancakes again. Thanks for the tip. 🙂

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