Roots- Neanderthal Man

The book I orders has arrived on its release date. Excellent...

I look forward to to reading up on the findings of Clive, Geraldine and Stuart Finlayson.
I have known them all my life and Geraldines family live in the same block of flats as my family. In fact, her brother, John, was a school mate of mine so supporting the local authors, history and roots is important. The passion to learn about our forefathers is also extremely useful.

Having been born in Gibraltar, the Neanderthal story is something I have always had an interest in. Curiosity over who we are, why we are who we are and how we got here are questions we all ask... However, originating from a place where the first Neanderthal remains were found, and nothing done, it increased my interest.
Had action taken place when the bones were found, Neanderthals would be called Gibraltar man.
In many ways, I'm thankful the name was not adopted, otherwise it may have incurred a ribbing from those less fortunate 😜

This statement in itself is a corruption because this book explains how Neanderthals were thinking cave dwellers, they hunted and catalogued their lives in paintings and certainly learnt from nature. Not just 'cavemen' .

I look forward to reading and learning more.
I've tweeted Clive to make sure my copy gets autographed next time I'm in Gib.

Life is not all bad at times ...

A gorgeous, sunny valentines day in England, my temperature gauge said 11c. Quite remarkable, considering it was freezing cold and snowy a little while ago.

Rosie has been out in the garden laying down as I collected up dog poop (well I can't say shit as I don't know who is reading this...).

Brilliant isn't it... Rosie, Smudge and Jim have been capping away in the back garden and I have to pick it all up!
I should have joined them, pooping in the garden, then I'd feel less peeved!
It's a good thing I can't bent too well because it all looked revolting. However, it would be a wired world if dog poo was 'nice'...

Despite the plethora of crap, the atmosphere is quite relaxing and spring-like as the sun shines down and nature blossoms.
There are loads of beautiful birds  singing away, celebrating the abundance of sun. So, are we over that weather hump now?
I fear not.
I've know it to snow much later than this... Well even last year, when I woke up from my coma in late March, I could see snow out of the ward windows through my blurry eyes.

However, it's Valentines day and I wrote Julie a card and she did one for me.. Yes, after 35 years of marriage, our love is solid and strong. Its endured many troublesome times, and no doubt there will be a few more but do you know what? We are there for each other and as the years add up, I am so pleased we are growing old together and have a great family that has blossomed from our branch of the family tree.
We have not only joined families together but also cultures. We've loved together, fought together and laughed together. We have forged our strong unit and produced two more generations thus far... So pretty good work wouldn't you agree?

So I agree, this is an over commercialised day, so no flowers bought!
It is a chance though to stop, take stock and see how lucky and beautiful life can be...

Anyway, her card: was wonderfully written as always, full of sentiment, it brought tears of joy to my eyes and an ache in my heart... I am blessed!

So with this in mind I will take this opportunity, seeing as it's my blog anyway, to say 'Happy Valentines Day Julie' and I wish everyone will have the chance of long lasting love and happiness... X