About my trails and tribulations , expierences , laughter and tears. Thoughts new and old , its all about me and what shapes the inner me.
Monday, 11 August 2008
Rainbow In The Grey Sky
The weekend was very wet but some sun did emerge alhamduilah but there as i went to put the rubbish out i spoted MY RAINBOW so here it is did anyone else see it in London town on Sunday? 
Subhan Allah Allah is all I have to say!
Friday, 8 August 2008
Chinese -chicken&mushroom fried rice
The Science Museum
Thursday, 7 August 2008
A Long Walk (Royal Parks)
Located in Kensington Gardens, Serpentine Gallery is one of London's best-loved galleries for modern and contemporary art and architecture, attracting 750,000 visitors a year and admission is free , we took shelter from the rain and has a rest under this structure.
http://www.royalparks.org.uk/parks/kensington_gardens/
Diana, Princess of Wales' Memorial Playground
Kids had a good play at this playground and like it very much http://www.royalparks.org.uk/parks/kensington_gardens/diana_playground.cfm


we also had a look at the memorial fountain
Was a nice day with lots of walking from and through park to park , the kids especialy liked the playground and climbed and climbed that ship!
http://www.royalparks.org.uk/parks/kensington_gardens/
Diana, Princess of Wales' Memorial Playground
Kids had a good play at this playground and like it very much http://www.royalparks.org.uk/parks/kensington_gardens/diana_playground.cfm
Wednesday, 6 August 2008
Mission flutter
Explore the life cycle of some of the world’s most beautiful creatures this summer in the giant maze and butterfly house at the Amazing Butterflies, the new family exhibition at the Museum.
Begin at the maze that takes you on a journey from egg to caterpillar, and chrysalis to butterfly. There's a zip slide where you can soar through the air like a butterfly. Mind your head as you enter the butterfly house. It is home to hundreds of flying butterflies and moths bred in the exhibition's own hatchery. Your journey finishes in the beautiful butterfly garden, planted with British flowers that attract native species.
http://www.nhm.ac.uk/visit-us/whats-on/temporary-exhibitions/amazing-butterflies/


















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Begin at the maze that takes you on a journey from egg to caterpillar, and chrysalis to butterfly. There's a zip slide where you can soar through the air like a butterfly. Mind your head as you enter the butterfly house. It is home to hundreds of flying butterflies and moths bred in the exhibition's own hatchery. Your journey finishes in the beautiful butterfly garden, planted with British flowers that attract native species.
http://www.nhm.ac.uk/visit-us/whats-on/temporary-exhibitions/amazing-butterflies/
Thursday, 31 July 2008
Mother
MOTHER
I had a marvelous Mother, who loved me,
Sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible.
In all of my growing up from childhood through School and eventually marriage,
My mother was always at my side
And when I needed help with my little ones,
She was there for me.
A few years ago, we buried this wonderful
woman.
Can you imagine how I felt when I returned home and
Found poem in her drawer written by my mom
The time is now
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know
The sweet and tender feeling Which from true
affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice-cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
There will be death between us
And I will not hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it
Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt
Because I never told her what she meant to me.
Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be
treated.
I found time for everyone and everything else
But I never made time for her.
It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea
And a hug but my friends came first.
Would any of them have done for me what my mother did,
I know the answer
When I called mom on the phone,
I was always in a hurry.
I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off.
I remember too, the times I could have included her and did not.
Our children loved Grandma from the times they were babies.
They often turn to her for comfort and advice.
Grandma gave them unconditional love.
She understood them.
I realize now that I was too critical,
Too short-tempered, too stingy with praise.
The world is filled with sons, daughters and a child like me.
I hope they see themselves in this letter and realize from it.
I had a marvelous Mother, who loved me,
Sacrificed for me and helped me in every way possible.
In all of my growing up from childhood through School and eventually marriage,
My mother was always at my side
And when I needed help with my little ones,
She was there for me.
A few years ago, we buried this wonderful
woman.
Can you imagine how I felt when I returned home and
Found poem in her drawer written by my mom
The time is now
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know
The sweet and tender feeling Which from true
affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice-cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
There will be death between us
And I will not hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it
Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt
Because I never told her what she meant to me.
Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be
treated.
I found time for everyone and everything else
But I never made time for her.
It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea
And a hug but my friends came first.
Would any of them have done for me what my mother did,
I know the answer
When I called mom on the phone,
I was always in a hurry.
I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off.
I remember too, the times I could have included her and did not.
Our children loved Grandma from the times they were babies.
They often turn to her for comfort and advice.
Grandma gave them unconditional love.
She understood them.
I realize now that I was too critical,
Too short-tempered, too stingy with praise.
The world is filled with sons, daughters and a child like me.
I hope they see themselves in this letter and realize from it.
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