Ever since The Tree House started, which was inspired and supported by friends who have since become my rock, I started to sense it was now time, we had an official logo. Something we could be proud of and reflected who we are.
Upon expressing my wishes to my husband (who set out to try and initially surprise me) His first logo for me, us, was extremely hippy themed. I liked it so but it wasn’t “Us”. Taking ample time before showing it to the rest of the admin team for their opinions which were more or less the same of mine.
Finally I plucked up the courage and asked him for his help in designing a new logo but with me. Fresher, simpler and more like “Us”.
We started right from scratch. keeping the outline of the hands signing “Tree”.
I requested simple leaves, no lines but shaded, placed flowingly yet well arranged. Poor hubby was ever so patient – “Turn this leaf this way up a bit more, this one over there” and so on.
Work in progress was being realised.
For some reason, I did not want a house on it as I felt that would interrupt the peaceful flow, making it less unique, less original and less modern. I hesitantly made one more last request, an internal light coming from within the tree symbolising the warmth of its members within the Tree House. This became the final piece of the jigsaw and suddenly before me, was our logo – a work of art.
I could now, feel the warmth from the artwork my husband (very patiently!) conjured up for me. Every time I peek at our new official logo, I beam that little bit more, with warmth, hope and respect for everyone who has been a part of the Tree House since day one, at present and in anticipation.
Feeling mischievously spontaneous at all hours of the morning, I decided to seize the day by posting the logo onto our FB group, wondering how it would be received and duly retired to bed – my pillow had been missing me. 😉
Much to my relief as I woke, it proved very popular and was admired. A few suggested there was no need for the second arm to which I pointed out, those who do not know the sign for “Tree”, the second arm looked like its shadow while a friend commented saying “the other hand symbolises the roots and stability as the tree continues to flourish and grow.” Spot on.
I am not one to take pride in anything because pride to me, is not a good attribute to have yet seeing how Tree House has been, is being nurtured, continuing to bloom and grow by the people making it what it is – I cannot help but be in awe of everyone.
The Tree House has saved me, my life from darkness and influence that was fast swallowing me up.
My husband and newfound circle of friends who have been there for me without fail, without judging me, without realising it so – I hereby dedicate this post, and our official logo which is original and unique – the only one of its kind. To each and every one of you, for being the light from within.
Thank you ever so, for being you – I am honoured to be graced with the pleasure of your company.
Ca’pucino’s signature whipped hot chocolate prepared the Italian way… Mamma mia indeed!
Come la ‘dolce vita’.
Once upon a time in an Arabian café somewhere in London, a patient waiter met me.
Waiter: what would you like to drink?
Me: Hot chocolate please.
Waiter: We don’t serve hot chocolate anymore.
Me thinking (What?! are you joking?! This is a cold country for about 9 months of the year and you don’t serve hot chocolates?!): Oh, ok…
Waiter: What would you like to drink?
Me (beaming with a kind smile): Hot chocolate please…
Waiter now smiling…: For you, I will make one.
Me: \O.O/// Thank you!
Moral of the short story: If you don’t ask, you don’t get.
“I used to be indecisive but now I am not quite sure”
– Tommy Cooper.
“Language is for non-lovers, those who are not in love. For lovers, silence is enough language. Without saying anything, they go on speaking.”
Some eye candy – just for you:
“A sense of humour is the only divine quality of man”
― Arthur Schopenhauer.
“Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?
Mamma mia, does it show again?
My my, just how much I’ve missed you”
Hello truly scrumptious…..
“Life is mostly froth and bubble,
Two things stand like stone.
Kindness in another’s trouble,
Courage in your own.”
― Adam Lindsay Gordon.
“Teasing’s part of the fun that comes before kissing”
― Lois Lowry.
“Happiness is not a goal…it’s a by-product of a life well lived.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt.
“So much chocolate!” I hear one remark… to which I shall respond with “Tis a girl’s prerogative” 😉
A compilation of humorous moments – just to make you, the readers smile and laugh – after all, it is free and does wonders. I very much hope that you too will enjoy reading this and be laughing with us. For those who smile and laugh, it will be “mission accomplished” 🙂
One day while they were shopping in a stationary / gift shop, Steven’s daughter, Georgia, asked him “Dad, does this mean you now have a magnet in your head?” (who recently had a cochlear implant operation) She then proceeded (without him looking) to whack a fridge magnet on the side of his head!
Gillian explains while it’s not really funny but, the first thing that comes to her mind is many years ago when her two year old toddling son, toddled round her bed one morning, picked up her hearing aid off her bedside table and innocently plopped it into her cup of tea. Which taught her to always put her hearing aid away out of sight whenever she was not wearing it!
“Damn auto correct” has often been the bane of humorous moments yet there is a balance which is mishearing, for example as Gareth explains. He once drove his wife and her 22 year old daughter, past a supermarket development. They were discussing the golden crested newt which was delaying the development. He exclaimed, “What do you mean by, golden prostitute?!”
Sara would very much like her tinnitus to turn itself off at the button of a remote control… It seems to have its own mind. Though, for some it must be better than hearing voices inside one’s head? Perhaps. She was one day sitting at a pc when she heard a voice thus startling her. She got up and looked around her home but there was no one else home so she went back onto the pc, perplexed. Until, she heard the voice – again?! This was starting to make her feel rather spooked – she just had to check her home once again. For her peace of mind….. Still, no one else was to be seen…. But, soon the voice came back?! “It’s three o’clock”
“Damn you talking clock!” She exclaimed at the pc for spooking her like that. Someone had installed it and she did not know it.
Once, Robin suddenly heard unusually loud explosions and shooting?! He thought a fecking war had broken out right outside his front door!
Can you just imagine?? Sara wandering around the house thinking she is going nuts, hearing voices and Robin is ducking and diving for cover! Well, he actually rushed out of his seat, looking out the window, eyes wide with confusion! It was actually a preview trailer for some action movie which had started playing away by itself on the other tab of his internet browser.
Gillian also remembers once when she was in a hairdressers and whilst sitting there having her hair cut, she noticed in the mirror that there was a sudden buzz of activity as two or three of the girls were hovering around her chair looking rather worried and checking all the electrical appliances. This went on for a few minutes until her hairdresser informed her that there was a funny noise originating from her handbag….. Bet you can’t guess what it was?!
She had taken her hearing aid off before having her hair washed and put it in her handbag. She had forgotten to switch it off or didn’t switch it off properly! That horrible whistling noise had them all really worried though.
One reader said that when he previously relied on hearing aids, he could not really hear very much let alone with them. Any high pitched sounds were non-existent to him. Occasionally he would have hearing people tell him that the alarm on his watch was going off. It would set itself accidentally and then go off at some random time. He does not know how often this used to happen but he thinks it might account for some of the odd looks he has had in the past. It happened so often with one watch that he even took the back off and removed the beeper.
Sara recalls being in Holland, enjoying the retail therapy atmosphere there but kept noticing people were looking at her. She could not work out why. Until someone, kindly let her know “Your phone is ringing” That was not the only time either.
Another instance was after walking into a petrol station, the assistant there curiously said “There is music coming from around you”… She looked at them in wonder and kindly smiled. They insisted that music was playing. “Music to his ears perhaps!” she thought… Was it dope?? Not while at work she hoped. She subsequently realised that her mobile phone had instinctively somehow started to play music, all by itself.
Lizzie relatively remembered that she had been listening to some music on her iPhone with a loop one afternoon. She then popped into a shop to buy some lunch. She unplugged the loop but kept getting smiley looks from people and thought “Wow, everyone’s so nice in here!” It was only when she went outside that she eventually checked her phone and it was playing Michael Jackson – very LOUDLY!
After Kirsty moved into her new house, two weeks later the neighbour bravely said “Your fire alarm is going off”. “OH goodness, thank you for telling me – how long has it been going off for?”…. “Ermmmm” he looked down, “twooooo weeks”
Kirsty checked her phone one day at 11am, there was a text which she had received at 10.30am. “I’m locked in the utility room” it said. Oops once again?! So off she finally went to rescue the ol’hubster. Their son had locked him in! And it wasn’t an isolated event either. Unfortunately for him, Kirsty doesn’t carry her phone everywhere though it was rather peaceful when the ol’ hubster was locked up she added.
There is always a balance, mistyping, mishearing so naturally there is also (lip) misreading. For example, a while ago Paul was telling his wife, Rebekah, that they needed a new fridge freezer … “What do we need a new Freddy Freak for?!”… “Who (or what) is a Freddy Freak?!”
Another occasion is when Sara’s mother decided to pay the hairdressers her usual visit. “I would like to make an appointment please” she politely asked. “We can make you an appointment with E.T”. Mum was rather perplexed and exclaimed to herself “E.T?!”… But instead she asked “Pardon?” “We can make you an appointment with E.T” Mother was inclined to retreat. The receptionist then proceeded to show her the bookings book and pointed at…. “Katy” Mother thought to herself “Vee!” The receptionist’s broad northern accent had played a massive influence on her lip speaking patterns.
She also once told Sara how it went at the bank. Upon arriving at the counter, she informed them that she was deaf. The lady said “Oh, I’ll put the loop on for you!” Her mum responded with “But I don’t wear hearing aids?”… Lady says “That’s ok, I’ll put the loop on for you” Bless her cotton socks for trying to help. 🙂
One day, as a young girl Jane was walking besides her mother who was also deaf, signing away. Her sister and grandmother who were both hearing were chatting away and smiling mischievously, walking away from Jane and her mother in the subway. To gain some distance. She noticed their body language and her intuition told her to walk a bit slower. Another passer-by over took them. Jane looked straight ahead and could no longer see her sister or grandmother but she was with her mother so she was not too concerned. When suddenly, this passer-by got walloped over the head by her sister! Who was hiding just around the corner, waiting eagerly to pounce. She had been carrying a roll of cardboard paper and planned to hit Jane over the head with it but fate called her bluff and a poor guy got the shock instead! Jane says she will never forget the shock on her sister’s face and the passer by who was clearly taken aback. Jane’s grandmother, bless her, was trying rather hard not to laugh as she apologised on her granddaughter’s behalf who must have been only 7 years old at the time.
One’s favourite memory has to be when they saw a strange person running up and down outside their home, doing star jumps, waving around. They tried to ignore them as they had only lived at their new residence for a couple of months. A few minutes later, they tried to see if this character was still around… He was albeit in his pyjamas?! They looked around the home for their husband to inform him there was potentially a madman in their vicinity but he could not be found – anywhere. They opened the front door hesitantly and peeped around the corner as cautiously as they could. A bonny smile broke out as soon as they realised this “madman” was their husband, running up and down, star jumping, waving, banging on the windows all trying to get his wife’s attention. What on earth would the neighbours be thinking?! He had locked himself out and his wife had not yet put on her hearing aids. Silence is golden? 😉