We all admire executives who cut costs, even those at the bottom of the ladder look up and say well that must be the way to get on.
So they adapt their behaviour, however well meant to being more efficient and in the end waste more resources
Even on holiday, they consider working remote is best isn’t it.They leave the tap running on the water supply in the middle of the field, and walk away with the water spraying half its contents on the grass. Leaving their water butt to fill itself.What a waste of water and also leaving a sodden mess for the next person.
They get on with something else, but they are multitasking! They are being efficient.
No you are not, you have learned how not to behave from those above you.You have lost your calm thoughtfulness about your effect on others.
You proudly walk back to the tap having wasted water and ruined the grass
It was a fun news story some years ago when Scientists discovered that there had been a Giant Snail Infestation in Hyde Park in London,they were mainly located in the trees.
At first the infestation was thought by the media as very funny.The scientists had reckoned that a Giant Snail breeder had released a number of species in the Park,perhaps due to overcrowding within their own collection.
At first no one would have even known they were there,but after about six months and successful interspecies breeding an invincible , leaf eating giant Snail became pervasive,
People gazed in wonder at the trees hoping to spot one of the creatures with their multi-coloured giant shells,who moved slowly among the green leaves ,munching their way through the undergrowth.
It wasn’t until one unlucky Snail spotter was killed by a Giant Snail that fell out of a tree and hit the man on the head that barriers and a warning sign were put around the trees.
By then it was too late, although the scientists had said that the snails would strip the trees of their leaves and that as an invasive species they would devastate other native species.No one listened
However the birds liked to stay clear of the snails and left the area, the insects couldn’t cope with the giant slime trails left everywhere, sometimes they drowned in it, other times it hardened on their feet or wings and made it impossible to move around and they died.
The trees also began to die,as their leaves were stripped
Something had to be done,which indeed it was.The adults were easy to catch and destroy,it was the young that were impossible to identify,and everyone was fearful that they might escape the park,if they hadn’t done so already.
It turned out they had and unfortunately it became an ongoing problem with the Scientists having to do D.N.A analysis on snail’s throughout the Country to ensure that where a Giant Snail Infestation occurred that it was stopped in it’s tracks
Regular snail checks are now undertaken by the Government and volunteers to counteract the spread of the Giant Snail.
Looking back ,I’ve often thought I was a worrier and they say that to worry is bad for your health.
However,I think my worrying did me good,it was like a pre-emptive strike on life.
I can remember in my teenage years sitting an exam, thinking this is a disaster ,I’ve done it all wrong and quickly redoing my work,scribbling out and fixing it as best I could.Weirdly I got a really good grade.Other exams I’ve thought I cracked it and I failed miserably.
I still worry about people I know and their health, I worry about my health,I worry about money,I worry about the dog ,the possibilities are endless.
And should the worse happen, perhaps my pre-emptive thinking will ease the pain.I don’t think my worrying is a waste of time.I think it’s a way of working through a problem.
The Art of Discussion to all intents and purposes for the mass of people has died and gone to hell.
Perhaps, lively conversation and meaningful exchanges of ideas occurs sometimes among the “chattering classes”, but in the main by definition the “chattering classes” are superficial and perhaps make more noise than sense.
So to answer the question , what topics do you like to discuss, well I can’t , my brain is wired to wanting a solution, spending time listening to a myriad of possibilities and options is draining and is darkened by the fact that it may not even come up with a sensible conclusion.
I like to think I can follow and argument, but that doesn’t mean I want to follow you. Particularly if you wish to persuade me that actually you know the solution to everything and that the World is a very unfair place.
Persuade, that’s it, no one wants to discuss anything they want to persuade you. We are all just algorithmic click-bait.
Tedi woke up from his dream, the day he arrived safely back at the House after the kidnapping was one of the best days of his life. He lay on his sofa in the drawing room enjoying the moment . Trinnie was beside him and only stirred when she sensed he was about to open his eyes.
Once she knew he was awake, Trinny leapt down from the sofa and went and got a drink from the bowl of water, some of the other dogs stirred and they all decided to go downstairs and see what was going on. Tedi rolled over on the sofa , he would rest a little longer. There was no rush.
Tedi heard a bit of commotion downstairs, the dogs were obviously very excited about something. Probably Mrs Graham had put out some leftovers , or perhaps James had appeared to bring them out for a walk. Tedi rolled over on his back and thought.
“All in good time”.
He stretched his paws and yawned. As he did so , a young boy about sixteen years old appeared at the door and walked towards the sofa. It was Tommy , he was back to visit from boarding school. Tedi immediately jumped down from the sofa and ran over to Tommy. Tommy picked Tedi up and gave him a big hug.
” Hello, my boy, how are you?”
Tedi licked his face. He was very pleased to see Tommy, the school term seemed so long but now they could be together for at least a little while. Tommy put Tedi back down on the floor.
” A bit stiff I see, oh well, a gentle walk will do you good. I need a bit of fresh air.”
Tommy carried Tedi downstairs and put him gently on the floor.
Cross and Lettie appeared, they were married now and had two children, they lived on the Gatehouse at the entrance to the estate. They were both just starting work and were delighted to see Tommy.
Cross , Lettie and Tommy all hugged each other and Tedi was very excited and pleased. Meanwhile James arrived to take some of the other dogs out.
” I’ll take one of the buggies , don’t think Tedi will make it all the way around.” Tommy said to James as he gathered up all the other dogs.
” No, you’re right, I’m just taking this lot for a good run around the fields, catch up later.” James smiled.
Tedi followed Tommy out the door , his days of running around in the fields had long passed and he loved going out in the electric golf buggie with Tommy.
On Tommy’s first day back from school, Tommy and Tedi had the same routine , they would go and visit the place on the estate where Bruno, their friend was buried.
Bruno had lived a year on the estate , he had to have a lot of treatments from the vet during that time, but he was very happy and Tedi had showed him lots of the places that he knew, but even Tedi could see that Bruno had slowed down a lot. Bruno treatments sometimes made him very tired, but he was never grumpy and would always make the effort to go out on their walks.
However as time moved on Tommy realised that Bruno needed help to get around and that is how they started using the Buggie. As Bruno was quite big , they got a special trailer and Tedi and Bruno would sit on it and gaze out at the countryside.
Eventually though they had to say their goodbyes to Bruno, and he was laid to rest in one of Tedi and Bruno’s favourite places, which had a view of the House and the Lake.
Today the buggie without the trailer trundled up a steep incline towards the spot where there was a bench to sit on and a small headstone for Bruno. They had left the driveway and were on the grass. Tedi sat on the seat beside Tommy , it was a bit uncomfortable and he was thrown a lot from side to side , he loved it and he occasionally gazed at Tommy.
” You alright” Tommy would say and Tedi would look up at him with his big puppy dog eyes.
” Not long now”
As soon as they arrived at the top of the hill, Tedi hopped out, he could sense Bruno’s presence and he was excited to be in their special place. Tommy walked over to the bench , which had a little plaque on it .
” Bruno’s Bench”
Tommy sat down and stretched his legs as he was getting quite tall. He gazed at the view, it was magnificent , the sun had nearly risen completely and the lake glistened.
Tedi scurried around and sniffed and licked, while Tommy sat and relaxed.
The estate would be Tommy’s when Tedi passed, a Trust had been set up and Tommy would inherit the Palace and the Estate. Cross knew that he could trust Tommy, especially after what Tommy and Tedi had been through together. The estate would be in good hands. Cross realised that Tommy saw the beauty of what he would inherit, it wasn’t about the land or the money. It was a special place to all of them and Tommy would ensure it was looked after.
