Mr Smith (Down the Road)

Who are your current most favorite people?

My favourite person , currently , I admit being a fickle person this can change with the breeze and I restrict myself to one at a time as more than one requires too much thinking .

At the moment though it is Mr Smith (Down the Road) as he epitomises the good Everyman I so much admire.

He volunteers at an animal rescue centre and he used to keep a Jackdaw who had an injured wing and couldn’t fly. He reared it and it became quite tame and he was very attached to it.

In truth he said” that nothing ever lives forever”; and he sees a lot of life and death with his volunteering.

He needed to buy a warm coat for his dog Bellla, and he tried on two in the shop, both of which he liked , but he could only afford one. One day he’ll get the second one, always handy to have a spare. Bella was so good, even though she wasn’t really” a try on coats sort of dog”.

Mr Smith is married to a lovely lady who works in the local Coop and obviously they are a couple who get on very well. They’ve got two sons and three grandchildren which keeps everyone busy.

He has a clapped out classic car for odd journeys called Morris. His wife though insisted that he got a four by four Kia for when he has to do the various jobs and chores that having grandchildren , volunteering at a Wildlife Centre and doing his DIY projects require.

I think he’s actually very fond of his Kia as recently he did comment about the unreliability of the “other love of his life” his old Morris Minor.

People like Mr Smith make me happy , as they always have time for others and they are also very self sufficient in themselves.

He laughs at Politicians and Politics and says they should get a life. That if all they’ve got to do is shout and guffaw in a dusty old museum like Chamber than they really don’t know what real life is like.

So for the moment, and actually probably forever Mr Smith (Down the Road) is my favourite person.

This picture isn’t actually Mr Smith as he is a very private person, but it does represent his love of all wildlife.

Namaste, thank you for reading.

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Animals are Life

I have no favourite animal as all animals(life) are important to me. In truth, we all relate to each other and have need of each other.

From a bunch of single celled , protoplasmic free-living or parasitic , dwellers in our ocean to the mighty Big Five of Africa they are all important.

Pet animals and Farm animals have their role too. Anyone who has seen that spark of life arrive at some ungodly hour and bleat and want to suckle is dumbstruck at it’s magnificence. Or the abandoned pet who puts their trust in those that help them back to good health when all that trust, by rights ,should have gone.

And to those who say they are just animals, well I really don’t understand that. I can only assume they are denying Life itself which is sad. Nature is a cycle of life and death and animals play their part in that. We should cherish that cycle, because if we don’t the cycle will be broken and inevitably there will be a catastrophic imbalance.

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The Beach is Best

Beach or mountains? Which do you prefer? Why?

River deep

Mountain high

The beach is where

I choose to lie

For mountains are  cold and close to heaven

A steeply  climb

For devoted brethren

A pretty  sunshade and  picnic blanket

The beach is for everyone

A happy place to have some fun,

To rest,recline and soak up the sun.

I enjoyed writing this as actually it’s very cold and threatening to snow where I am.,❤️😉

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My Three Favourite Meals

What are your family’s top 3 favorite meals?

Fish and chips;Steak Pie and chips; Egg and chips. In no particular order.

What makes them my favourite are the chips.

What would make them even more my favourite if I could donate them to any hungry person in the World who needs a decent meal to share.

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A different one each week

If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?

It would be a long list, and I would turn it into a weekly podcast.

…..Starting with  Empress Theodora wife of  Emperor Justinian the First.

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Instinct

Do you trust your instincts?

Instinct is a bad adjective It describes a feeling that is based on unquantifiable reason,and innate belief in right.A distinctly human belief that we must follow.

Instinct as a noun  refers to animal behaviour. Instincts are part of the make up of animal behaviour whether learned or genetic An animal who has lost its’  instincts will probably not survive in the wild.

A human who purely relies on instinct in our algorithmic and logical world will probably not thrive,yet can survive.

We can all quote our successes when we follow our instincts.They probably don’t bear too much critical analysis; but if the result was a success then who can argue with us. Our instincts won the day.

In summary instinct is part of our natural world and one of the many tools we use  to negotiate our challenging life. They can guide or misguide,but they are always there.

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3 Simple Wishes for a Fulfilled Life: Contentment, Health, and Kindness

You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for? Embracing Life’s True Essentials Imagine being granted three wishes. What would you ask for? A dream job, endless wealth, fame? What if true happiness lies in something simpler? Let’s explore three essential wishes: a content life, good health, and kindness toward others. These may […]

3 Simple Wishes for a Fulfilled Life: Contentment, Health, and Kindness

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Metageitnion

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

“Metageitnion” is the ancient Greek for July and September,so I get two months instead of one.

July represents summer to me and September is the beginning of fall,when days begin to get shorter and growth begins to slow down and the temperatures start to drop.

Both months complement each other.September is a good time to start  looking  back at the long days and warmth of summer,perhaps even the dryness of summer,where the hard labour of watering plants was necessary.Eight watering cans full on my allotment from our communal water pump.

September doesn’t seem so bad,it’s time to prepare for the next  growing season’s and finish harvesting  that of  last of last year’s.

In September the schools have gone back ,so it’s time to have our annual vacation.Usually we are very lucky and the weather suits us perfectly.Even the sea water is warm due to the Gulf stream.

Still , I love the heat of July and enjoy it  sitting in my garden,sipping iced cranberry juice and sparkling water.

It’s a shame that the Ancient  Greek word representing July and September “Metageitnion” sounds like the trigger to a nuclear disaster.Still what’s in a word,it’s all Greek to me.

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City Life

Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite place to go in your city?

There’s a bar called City Life I like to go to. Maybe I go once a month or so, usually on film night. They have a small cinema in the back, seats about thirty people and usually it gets about two thirds full.

We have drinks and snacks before the film and there’s usually a break halfway through for more snacks and drinks. I don’t bother eating in the evening as the snacks are really good, onion bhajis and battered prawns with all sorts of exotic dips.

The films are a good mix , but always something worth watching, and after the film , we usually sit around chatting and discussing whatever has happened since we last got together. The closing time is very flexible , usually someone says.

” I’ll have to go , got to get up early tomorrow”

That starts the gentle trickle out the door. There’s never any trouble with people overstaying their welcome.

It’s a nice atmosphere and really clean and friendly.

Long may it continue.

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Jack , Sara and Seann(A Christmas Story)

It was Christmas Eve and Jack, Seann, Dolly and Mildred had made their way through the desolation of Bedfordshire.

   They fought  their way  through the snowy slush and the mountains of rubbish to reach the safety of Sara’s house where they planned a surprise visit with gifts and some out of date mince pies from Aldi’s. (Jack not liking to waste anything)

Luckily enough Sara was at home  ,her husband had taken the children out for tea, so  Sara could get on with the preparations for Christmas Day.

“Hello Jack, Seann” She said somewhat frostily. ” Come on in.What a nice surprise.” Though Sara wasn’t best pleased as she had a lot to do.

Then Sara , saw Mildred and Dolly and brightened up. “Hello , you two, oh Juniper will be so glad to see you”.

And so it was, Sara,despite having a million things to do, made some tea and the three friends sat down in the living room and ate their mince pies and chatted.

The dogs were excited to see each other, they ran around and  around outside making a lot of noise and  having fun.

Juniper tried  to show them the hedgehog in the garden,but the hedgehog was hibernating and was well hidden and fast asleep.

It was only after Seann, Sarah and Jack had been talking for some time about their plans for next year and Jack had eaten the last mince pie. That Seann said.

“It’s very quiet , listen.”Sean said.

“How can you listen to quiet?” Jack said sardonically but grinned at the same time.

“No,we better check what the dogs are up to!”Sean said excitedly.

“I know where they’ll be!”  Sara said.

So they all went into the utility room where Juniper had her comfy space and sure enough the three dogs were in there. On Juniper’s bed.

They were reading a book together and they were so caught up in the story that they didn’t notice they were being watched,even when Sean loudly said

“Oh how cute!”

Sarah said to him “Shh…let’s, leave them be.”

Sara,Jack and Seann went back to the living room and opened their presents to each other and eventually it was time to say their goodbyes.

Dolly got in her rucksack and fell asleep immediately ,Mildred as usual was just happy to be walking with Seann.

After Jack, Seann,  Dolly and Mildred had left and Sara was tidying up.she checked in on Juniper who was fast asleep in her favourite bed.Juniper was dreaming and her little paws were going like the clappers. The book had fallen onto the floor and Sara picked it up and read the title.

                “The Planet of the Wolves”

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