Month: May 2025

  • EPISODE 1,45O: OUR CAT IS FERAL …RUNS AWAY BUT ALWAYS COMES BACK–HER NAME IS CHELSEA BUN.


    EPISODE 1,45O: OUR CAT IS FERAL …RUNS AWAY BUT ALWAYS COMES BACK–HER NAME IS CHELSEA BUN.

    alan skeoch
    may 30, 2025 
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    CHELSEA BUN is a barn cat.   Not domesticated into doorstop cat.     She loves us all the same.   She
    washes our dog Woody often while curled up between his paws.  He puts up with that although
    with a longsuffering look. We worry the coyotes who frequent our back lot will get her so
    keep her leashed.  but sometime she gets away.  Would her colour be camouflage?


     

  • Fwd: EPISODE 1,409: EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE 1916? – 2025



    Begin forwarded message:


    From: ALAN SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>
    Subject: Fwd: EPISODE 1,409: EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE 1916? – 2025
    Date: May 28, 2025 at 11:01:52 AM EDT
    To: john Wardle <jwardle@rogers.com>, Marjorie Skeoch <marjorieskeoch@gmail.com>


    Begin forwarded message:


    From: ALAN SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>
    Subject: EPISODE 1,409: EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE 1916? – 2025
    Date: May 26, 2025 at 9:00:38 PM EDT
    To: john Wardle <jwardle@rogers.com>



    EPISODE 1,409:  EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE   1916? – 2025

    alan skeoch
    may 26, 2025

    NOT MUCH OF AN APPLE TREE 


    Not much of a tree,I admit.  More dead than alive.  An apple whose apples are scabby, wormy and small.
    Only one branch is alive, the others have been dead for years. Decades.

    Edward Freeman bought this 25 acre farm for $2,000 in 1916.   Not much of a farm then and not
    much of a farm now…dominated by one giant swamp and several small swamps. Only one tiny patch
    of good soil while the rest of the land is a glacial dump with many boulders rolled smooth by the ice 
    for thousands of years.Edward Freemans family suffers a lot of disapointment .    The dream of a new
    life inCanada had been a nightmare by1916…an 8 year nightmare.  1908 to 1916…tough years.  

    Canada was not a pleasant place.  It was on fire…really on fire and Edward Freeman got burned.

    This farm, however. was where
     the Freeman family rooted themselves and where some of their progeny remain rooted.





    WHO COULD POSSIBLY BE INTERESTED IN THE SLOW DEATH OF AN APPLE TREE?

    I think you could.  That tree will soon be gone … only a memory that will never be replicated.  Never ever?
    Appple trees are like humans that way.   They do not breed true.  When our son Andrew revs up his
    chain saw next week or next  month and the chips start to fly that apple tree will be no longer.  So this story
    will be all that remains.

    Mygrandfather, Edward Freeman planted this tree around 1920 give or take a few years. I think he was trying 
    to recreate hia early year when he was head gardener of Eywood, a country estate…1500 acres…in the heart of 
    Herefordshire, England.   Apple Country where Red Streak apples, grafted apple trees. were crushed and 
    squeezed and aged to produce he best hard apple the world has ever produced.Cider apples are special.    Not cooking apples….not
    not applesauce apples.   idea apples….hard apple cider with an alcohol content adored by drinkers some of whom 
    drank from crystal glasses and by less sophisticated scrumpy version sold from beneath pub counters in tankards.

    I never really knew my grandfather except in bits and pieces.   When I remember him best he was an elderly

    man who dragged his arthritic leg to the woodpile behind the farm house to split kindling for winter fires.  I had no idea

    what meant to be a head Gardener in England.Oh I knew him.   Like when granddad and mom pinned me
    down in the bedroom beside the attic with a salt and water solution to kill the pin worms of my youth.   Or later when we….grandfather and me 
    shot a porcupine in the big maple tree.  I did not want to do it but  porcupine quills in farm dogs noses were bad he said.
     
    Let’s pretend we have the power to recreate Edward Freeman  using the bits and fragments he left behind. 
     Let’s use this old apple tree to take  us back. Both the apple tree and Edward Freeman are worth the time tunnel trip.
    It will take several episodes.  By the time we are done the apple tree will be cut into chord wood some of which will be
    present in the smoke we breath and thereby be a part of us.

    1916 WAS NOT THE BEGINNING OF THE FREEMAN STORY…FAR FROM IT….WE MUST GO BACK TO 1871

    NEXT EPISODE


    Alan 

    post script;  Warning, do not chew apple seeds .  Why?   because they contain cyanide which is a dangerous poison.
    If you chew between 150 and 1,000 appleseeds you could get very sick.


  • Fwd: EPISODE 1,409: EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE 1916? – 2025



    Begin forwarded message:


    From: ALAN SKEOCH <alan.skeoch@rogers.com>
    Subject: EPISODE 1,409: EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE 1916? – 2025
    Date: May 26, 2025 at 9:00:38 PM EDT
    To: john Wardle <jwardle@rogers.com>



    EPISODE 1,409:  EDWARD FREEMAN: HEAD GARDENER: THE LAST APPLE TREE   1916? – 2025

    alan skeoch
    may 26, 2025

    NOT MUCH OF AN APPLE TREE 


    Not much of a tree,I admit.  More dead than alive.  An apple whose apples are scabby, wormy and small.
    Only one branch is alive, the others have been dead for years. Decades.

    Edward Freeman bought this 25 acre farm for $2,000 in 1916.   Not much of a farm then and not
    much of a farm now…dominated by one giant swamp and several small swamps. Only one tiny patch
    of good soil while the rest of the land is a glacial dump with many boulders rolled smooth by the ice 
    for thousands of years.Edward Freemans family suffers a lot of disapointment .    The dream of a new
    life inCanada had been a nightmare by1916…an 8 year nightmare.  1908 to 1916…tough years.  

    Canada was not a pleasant place.  It was on fire…really on fire and Edward Freeman got burned.

    This farm, however. was where
     the Freeman family rooted themselves and where some of their progeny remain rooted.





    WHO COULD POSSIBLY BE INTERESTED IN THE SLOW DEATH OF AN APPLE TREE?

    I think you could.  That tree will soon be gone … only a memory that will never be replicated.  Never ever?
    Appple trees are like humans that way.   They do not breed true.  When our son Andrew revs up his
    chain saw next week or next  month and the chips start to fly that apple tree will be no longer.  So this story
    will be all that remains.

    Mygrandfather, Edward Freeman planted this tree around 1920 give or take a few years. I think he was trying 
    to recreate hia early year when he was head gardener of Eywood, a country estate…1500 acres…in the heart of 
    Herefordshire, England.   Apple Country where Red Streak apples, grafted apple trees. were crushed and 
    squeezed and aged to produce he best hard apple the world has ever produced.Cider apples are special.    Not cooking apples….not
    not applesauce apples.   idea apples….hard apple cider with an alcohol content adored by drinkers some of whom 
    drank from crystal glasses and by less sophisticated scrumpy version sold from beneath pub counters in tankards.

    I never really knew my grandfather except in bits and pieces.   When I remember him best he was an elderly

    man who dragged his arthritic leg to the woodpile behind the farm house to split kindling for winter fires.  I had no idea

    what meant to be a head Gardener in England.Oh I knew him.   Like when granddad and mom pinned me
    down in the bedroom beside the attic with a salt and water solution to kill the pin worms of my youth.   Or later when we….grandfather and me 
    shot a porcupine in the big maple tree.  I did not want to do it but  porcupine quills in farm dogs noses were bad he said.
     
    Let’s pretend we have the power to recreate Edward Freeman  using the bits and fragments he left behind. 
     Let’s use this old apple tree to take  us back. Both the apple tree and Edward Freeman are worth the time tunnel trip.
    It will take several episodes.  By the time we are done the apple tree will be cut into chord wood some of which will be
    present in the smoke we breath and thereby be a part of us.

    1916 WAS NOT THE BEGINNING OF THE FREEMAN STORY…FAR FROM IT….WE MUST GO BACK TO 1871

    NEXT EPISODE


    Alan 

    post script;  Warning, do not chew apple seeds .  Why?   because they contain cyanide which is a dangerous poison.
    If you chew between 150 and 1,000 appleseeds you could get very sick.
  • EPISODE 1,408; FOOTBALL TEAM SURVIVORS…..70 YEARS AGO WE WERE KIDS

     


    THE FALL 

    The distance i fell was short….about 3 feet.   The consequences have been catastrophic. I hit a marble slab with head and shoulder.   Hit hard.  broke a bone fragment
    that needed to be stabilized b a neck brace.  The result was six weeks of near immobility day and night…then a soft brace for another 4 weeks.

    But that is not my STORY today.

    THE PERSONAL CARE WORKER …P.S.W.

    We had short meeting with ahosopital administrator in the basemen tof TheTrilium Hospital.
    I feared the worst so spoke first

    “I do not want to  be hospitalised.  Put in a hospital bed.I do not want to be here.”
    “We do not want you.”

    What? Not wanted?’ WE resending you home with you wife.   We will keep in touch via our outpatient 
    system. We cannot provide care for those who fall.  

    “You are luckier than many who falll because you have our wife.  She will look after you as a
    Personal Care Worker.  It will not be easy.  Those living alone have a far harder time.
    Our hospital will help but the big load falls on the PCW,s.






    MARJORIE SKEOCH’S JOB AS A PCW.

    -Dawn to dusk – dusk to dawn – 24 hour day
    -dress Alan in morning, feed him, make sure he takes is pills, wash him. feed him with spoon and a straw,
    wash his clothes, make the bed, do he dishes, cook for him, wash the dishes, push his walker if necessary,
    drive him wherever goes. lift the wheelchair in and out, do the shopping, soothe him, watch him. 

    Change your life entirely.  Forget about playing bridge or visiting friendsl  Instead Marjorie has become a personal care worker.

    SPECTRUM assigns other PSWs  like the young lady from Nigeria who did m y toe nails or the enthusiastic young man who 
    wanted to give me a full shower with both of us in our 3 x 3 shower room or the woman who pullled down my shorts to wash my bum
    or the young swarthy Sikh who just came to  talk to me about hockey or the real nurse who wanted to make sure all was
    correctly done and I was happy.   One cute dancer showed me how to exercise. She couldn’t speak English.

    The day we left the hospital for our home Marjorie was surprised by the PSWs already waiting at our house.

    OUR HOUSE IS CHANGED

    Our son Andrew installed 6  holding bars so I could hold on when moving about.  Then he installed a 15 foot railing
    from first to second floor before the 16 steps were declared a no go zone.  Our bed was moved to the TV room converting
    it to our main living space.  Rugs were removed. Two chesterfields were bi-sected with a chainsaw and sent the dump.

    All four us living in the TV room. Four?  Yes, four of us.  Woody our dog and Chelsea Bun our feral cat. FOUR.
    also part of Marjorie’s duty roster. 
    what would you do?

    I could go on.

    alan skeoch
    may 21, 2025





  • YOU RAISW ME UP — MY CARE GIVEER

     

    YOU RAISE ME UP — MY CARE GIVER

    THE FALL 

    The distance i fell was short….about 3 feet.   The consequences have been catastrophic. I hit a marble slab with head and shoulder.   Hit hard.  broke a bone fragment
    that needed to be stabilized b a neck brace.  The result was six weeks of near immobility day and night…then a soft brace for another 4 weeks.

    But that is not my STORY today.

    THE PERSONAL CARE WORKER …P.S.W.

    We had short meeting with a hospital administrator in the basemen tof TheTrilium Hospital.
    I feared the worst so spoke first

    “I do not want to  be hospitalised.  Put in a hospital bed.I do not want to be here.”
    “We do not want you.”

    What? Not wanted?’ WE Are sending you home with you wife.   We will keep in touch via our outpatient 
    system. We cannot provide care for those who fall.  

    “You are luckier than many who falll because you have Your wife.  She will look after you as a
    Personal Care Worker.  It will not be easy.  Those living alone have a far harder time.
    Our hospital will help but the big load falls on the PCW,s.






    MARJORIE SKEOCH’S JOB AS A PCW.

    -Dawn to dusk – dusk to dawn – 24 hour day
    -dress Alan in morning, feed him, make sure he takes is pills, wash him. feed him with spoon and a straw,
    wash his clothes, make the bed, do he dishes, cook for him, wash the dishes, push his walker if necessary,
    drive him wherever goes. lift the wheelchair in and out, do the shopping, soothe him, watch him. 

    Change your life entirely.  Forget about playing bridge or visiting friendsl  Instead Marjorie has become a personal care worker.

    SPECTRUM assigns other PSWs  like the young lady from Nigeria who did m y toe nails or the enthusiastic young man who 
    wanted to give me a full shower with both of us in our 3 x 3 shower room or the woman who pullled down my shorts to wash my bum
    or the young swarthy Sikh who just came to  talk to me about hockey or the real nurse who wanted to make sure all was
    correctly done and I was happy.   One cute dancer showed me how to exercise. She couldn’t speak English.

    The day we left the hospital for our home Marjorie was surprised by the PSWs already waiting at our house.

    OUR HOUSE IS CHANGED

    Our son Andrew installed 6  holding bars so I could hold on when moving about.  Then he installed a 15 foot railing
    from first to second floor before the 16 steps were declared a no go zone.  Our bed was moved to the TV room converting
    it to our main living space.  Rugs were removed. Two chesterfields were bi-sected with a chainsaw and sent the dump.

    All four us living in the TV room. Four?  Yes, four of us.  Woody our dog and Chelsea Bun our feral cat. FOUR.
    also part of Marjorie’s duty roster. 
    what would you do?

    I could go on. I will go on.

    alan skeoch
    may 21, 2025


    POST SCRIPT

    “YOU RAISE ME UP” lyrics express my feelings best .  My personal Care Giver, my wife Marjorie
    lifts me up 
    in the darkness of our bedroom when I feel down and hopeless.  LIving day and night with a head brace 
    fastened with velcro  and not to be removed until a broken shard of bone finds a new home somewhere
    near my spinal chord.   Isn’t that enough to make a person depressed.?  When I feel that way Marjorie lifts me up
    with her optimism. “You will get better, you always do”

    JOHN GROGAN  — YOU RAISE ME UP


    When I am down and, oh, my soul so weary
    When troubles come and my heart burdened be
    Then I am still and wait here in the silence
    Until you come and sit awhile with me

    [Chorus]
    You raise me up so I can stand on mountains
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas
    I am strong when I am on your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be

    [Instrumental Break]

    [Chorus]
    You raise me up so I can stand on mountains
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas
    I am strong when I am on your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be
    You raise me up (Up) so I can stand on mountains (Stand on mountains)
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas (Stormy seas)
    I am strong (I am strong) when I am on your shoulders (Ooh-ooh)
    You raise me up to more than I can be
    You raise me up (Up) so I can stand on mountains (Stand on mountains)
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas (Stormy seas)
    I am strong when I am on your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be