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*Guest post* -Familygram | Olive Oyl, Navy wife.

Hello Lovely Followers,

I am married – happily – for 17 years now. My Hubby has been with me when our two daughters were born, when they’ve been ill, when they started school. We eat dinner together most evenings and ALWAYS spend the weekends together.

faery-red-lily-bye-for-now1111I subscribe to a friend’s blog, her hubby serves in the Royal Navy. I don’t know how she manages with the separation, threat of serving in “hostile” waters, etc. I take my hat off to everyone who manages with a partner who serves in any of the Forces. You are all heroes.

🙂

 


 

Here we have a guest blog post all about the Silent Service, her Popeye is a submariner and jeez Louise- we think we have it bad! Hats off to Beckie! She writes her own successful blog too – www.thesussexgirl.co.uk

Over to you Beckie!

Familygram:
140 characters in a tweet, 120 words in a Familygram.

Or 60 words if you split it and send two a week instead of one.

The only way you can communicate with your submariner. 60 words, twice a week. Read by about 5 different people before it reaches him (or her, nowadays!), stripped of its punctuation, put into capital letters and printed on a one long thin strip of paper.


Usually it has words missing, or misspelt – literally lost in translation as it gets encoded, decoded and transmitted a gazillion times.

No bad news can be sent, no updates that might be a drain on moral and definitely no comments about dates that they may (or may not!) return. Even mentioning a dead pet can get you a phone call to demand you explain who ‘Freddie’ is and how he is related to your submariner (Goldfish, for the record).

60 words, one-way. No replies, no interaction…no arguments!

No emails, no phone calls and no social media. No bedtime FaceTime, no Whatsapp, not even a satellite phone call.

Writing one can take far longer than you’d expect as you agonise over each word, wondering whether you can delete a few conjunctions in order to cram a bit more information in. Squeezing in a joke and finishing on ‘Miss you, Love you’ every single time. Because that’s the only way you can tell him.

It’s certainly a different experience to the usual expectations of modern life. Conversations with friends usually go something frustratingly like…

‘How is he doing?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Where is he?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘I know you said you can’t talk, but he MUST have emailed you’

‘No, no! Really, NO communication.’

‘Oh, that’s…SO old-fashioned…Gosh, that must be peaceful, I’d love to not have to hear from *insert name of other half here* for a few days.’

‘….’

Everyone has their reality and in the Forces world, we all face separation together. For some, reality is getting a couple of phone calls a week and maybe even, sometimes, regular emails. Some might get to see their sailor during R and R, for others separation is more regularly planned duties. For each of us, we have our own reality to face. Our own communication trials and limitations. Despite occasionally, mid-patrol, gritting my teeth when a civvie friend whinges about her partner’s single night away from home, it’s important to remember that we each have our own routine, our own reality and differentiation from that can be hard to deal with.

Even those friends who are Navy themselves, or in a relationship with someone who is, forget that the Silent Service really is, well, that. Silent. They forget that our very limited, one-way communication is all there is. They forget that you can’t just call to find out where the house insurance paperwork is. They forget that bad news has to be dealt with entirely in the absence of the submariner. They forget that babies get born…and, sadly, people get buried, without the submariner. Once they’re away, once they’re underwater. That’s it. They’ll be back, when they’re back, and not before.

But you know? It’s not all that bad. At least I know my phone isn’t going to ring. I don’t need to be glued to my mobile ‘just in case’, I don’t endure broken conversation on a dodgy satellite phone link and I don’t suddenly get a bleak gap in communication when they go ‘silent ship’. You just get on with it, knowing that in a few months that magic letter will arrive that says they’ll be back soon.

But it does end.

Then the pre-end of patrol preps begin (you know what I mean ladies, speedy hair removal required!) and you know that soon, he’ll be back. You’ll get to hear his voice again and once more you’ll be able to say goodnight in person instead of just whispering it to a photo.

60 words isn’t much. But this is our reality and knowing that receiving it becomes the most important part of his week means that sending it is the most important part of mine.

Little bit about me: I live in Southsea with my boyfriend who happens to be a Submariner (based in Faslane, he commutes down at weekends when he can so I suppose saying ‘we live together’ needs to be used in the loosest terms possible currently – we’re on the same electoral roll, how about that?!). I work full time for The Royal Navy and Royal Marines Charity as well as being a Royal Navy Reservist, keen netballer and over-enthusiastic illustrator.

www.thesussexgirl.co.uk

 

Source: *Guest post* -Familygram | Olive Oyl, Navy wife.


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ON THIS DAY 11th SEPTEMBER

Wedding Anniversary QuoteHello lovely Followers,

Today, I have been married to my darling husband for 17 years, I thought I’d have a little look and see what was happening in the world over the years before we tied the knot and after as we’re usually a bit pre-occupied with our own anniversary celebrations… 😉

 


9 Ridiculous Things You’ve Probably Done While Engrossed In A Book – mylittlebookblog

Hello Lovely Followers,

I subscribe to quite a few blog of fellow readers here on WordPress. I just had to re-blog this from mylittlebookblog, she made me smile and I’m guilty of doing a number of things on her list. 😉

faery-red-lily-bye-for-now1111I hope you enjoy her post as much as I did.

 

 

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Hello readers, I hope you’re enjoying this slightly more relaxed and creative style to my blog at the moment. I do desperately want to make more exciting posts, take more of my own photograph and blog about more interesting and exciting bookish things. Today I wanted to talk about things that us readers do that are a bit silly when we’re utterly engrossed in a book! ENJOY.

1. Stayed up all night and embarrassingly fallen asleep on the way to work the next day.

We have alllllllll done this I feel.  When you start reading a book at say half 9 and by the time you sit up to breathe for a minute you realise it is past midnight and you have WORK TOMORROW. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

2. Forgotten to eat for hours on end.

and then, as you sit up and take into your understanding that you’ve been reading for 2.5 hours, your tummy suddenly jumps into action like ‘OMG WE’RE SO HUNGRY, WHY HAVEN’T WE EATEN.’

3. or not gone to the bathroom for an unhealthy amount of time.

Then your bladder joins in and is like ‘hey guys, sorry to interrupt you deciding whether you’re going to be good and eat rice cakes or devour an entire tub of ice-cream but we need to go. So let’s do that first please.

4. Fallen up and/or down the stairs, walked into something/someone with your face in a book.

Now this one, I’m not sure is just me? but I have definitely walked into people, fallen up stairs and also down stairs. I just find you get so engrossed it’s impossible to pull your nose out to function like a normal human being.

5. Hiding in the bathroom to read at work or Forgotten you’ve got waaaaaay over your lunch break reading.

I’ve only hidden in the bathroom once to read a book because I tend to try to be more productive although I would love to read all day. I do however sometimes go over my lunch break because I just get too involved and just have to read to the next chapter. EVERY TIME.

6. Thrown something violently across the room.

I think this is probably a GOT type thing, when people die or something, not that imma into GOT. However there were certain moment in HP where I felt like tearing a book apart (okay not really,) but you know the feeling.

7. MISsing your STOP on public transport…MULTIPLE TIMES.

This used to happen to me allll the time, but it’s less so now because I tend to only take London Midland trains and every two seconds they scream at you which stop you’re at. However, on buses or on tubes I used to miss my stop all the goddamn time and depending where you are, that can be really bloody frustrating. Is this just me?

8. MISSED AN EVENT OR CANCELED A BIG DATE TO STAY HOME AND READ.

I very rarely do this anymore because lots of people have moved away from me so I do get kinda lonely quite regularly. However, back at university if I had been working allllll day on essays or on university based reading I would often just get out of nights-out to snuggle down and get some reading done.

9. Forgot that you’re in public and laughing/sighing/groaning whilst you’re reading….And also ugly-crying…like REALLY UGLY-crying…

This is probably the most embarrassing, especially the ugly crying, but sometimes when you just can’t contain yourself and you just need to let it allllllll out. In public, on a bus, with everyone is staring #life.

So there we go 9 Ridiculous Things You’ve Probably Done While Engrossed In A Book. Can you relate to any or these? Or all of these? Let me know if there’s any I’ve forgotten and have a wonderfully beautiful Friday lovelies.

Source: 9 Ridiculous Things You’ve Probably Done While Engrossed In A Book – mylittlebookblog