Easy question that,watching sport is not a rewarding pastime for me.
Doing something where I have to prepare,plan,be active,learn a new skill,interact with others, and develop a strategy.That’s me, and that is sport.Any sport.
I have envied the ladies playing netball on the local tennis courts.They are all ages, and it is very competitive but fun . I’m just not brave enough to go up and join in.
The lottery as a tempting,entertaining purchase of a ticket either online or over the counter is not the only lottery.
There is, of course ,the lottery of life, and I am one of the many who have won at that.
For this ,I am grateful ,and in my everyday life, I do something useful with it, as there is so much that is needed.
The other lottery is a valid form of entertainment and can be used for great good or ill.
To win at both would be interesting, and hopefully, the gains would multiply and complement each other.
This is not a fait acompli,however, as a vast amount of money descending from what seems like the Heavens can distract and indeed corrupt.No one is safe from this. It would be a difficult path to tread,but not an impossible one.
For now, I will enjoy my freedom from that particular responsibility and will enjoy my own win and what I can do with it.
Are there too many books out there? I don’t suppose anyone has ever counted how many books there are for every person on the planet. I will have to hypothesise with a simple number .A hundred.
Suppose there was a benevolent global law that said you had to read your chosen 100 books in your lifetime and sit down and discuss each book with a renowned teacher of your native language at a designated time.
For some, this would be a harsh law, compulsory reading,and debate. A waste of time,they would have better things to do, for most though it would be a lifeline into a World that in their day to day grind they had no chance to visit.
The affirmation that the World would care about their opinion on a book that they had read,that there would be a discussion,that there may be other alternatives they had not considered,that their thoughts and their words mattered.Surely that is why books exist.
So,the books I want to read are those that have not yet been written. For we need writers as much as books.
Good,bad,indifferent,we need people to express themselves, and what better way to do it than in writing?
A book can turn into so many things,it’s influence may be negligible or far-reachingA book can be loved, hated, or, I feel, the most dangerous fate treated with derision by scholars.
Have you read a book and thought this author is just going through the motions.
There is no soul in the book,they are showing off their prowess in language, and the thought process regarding the story is not original or they use sex or violence in a gratuitous manner . I have.I can smell a half-hearted effort at writing with each word.
On the other hand, I have soared with some writers, and it is a wonderful feeling.
I’m not on the lookout for the next best thing,but I am on the lookout for something that brings writing and stories forward.
The Books that are yet to be Written
The books I want to read are those with no title yet , they are yet to be written.
Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.
There are so many birthdays in our family . The tradition is the person whose birthday it is always gets a birthday card. If you are below the age of responsibility(eighteen),you might be lucky, depending on family economics ,to get some money folded neatly inside.
However,the important thing, is the Card.The second most important thing is that the said card should have a touch of wit and familiarity in it to make the receiver smile.
Youngsters will get cards of happy pictures of balloons and cakes,or if they have a particular interest like sports , cars ,animals,horse riding, or indeed there is a possibility of a badge with their age on it,if the sender can remember the receivers age.
With adults,jokes about ageing are good.Face up to the deterioration of your physical attributes as time passes.Laugh at the oncoming prospect of dementia and wetting your bed. There are endless jokes about plastic sheets,and the rubberised versions should you, be lucky enough to need a bed bath from your attractive nurse. (he/she/they).
The fact that we know each other well means anything goes.There have been many favourites over the years.
Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.
There is a cottage that was part of a big estate here in Victorian times. The estate was broken up in the nineteen fifties , partially to finance Death Duties and partially to fund the increasingly erratic lifestyle of the budding rock star Duke whose inheritance the Estate was.
Flintfall Cottage was the where the infamous late Duke of Rock Heavy Metal Group “Duke” spent his last few moments in an ecstasy of sex,drugs ,and alcohol.
In the end, it was all he owned ,and it was where he and his extensive list of groupies and hangers-on would congregate. Flintfall Cottage had a reputation far removed from the role of tithed quality housing for the loyal workers on the estate . Its name originated from a cliff fall nearby. The fall exposed a seam of flint that was used to provide new roofing for a number of established cottages in the area.
The late Duke’s grandfather had decided on the name Flintfall,and he thought it hilarious to call a two story building with seven bedrooms, a dining room, a library, an extensive living room which acted as a small ballroom for dancing when necessary ;a cottage.
The Rock Star Duke loved Flintfall Cottage, and locally, it became renowned for the role it played in the lead singer of Duke’s success. For it was here Duke recorded their infamous album “Flintfall”.
It’s open to visitors now ,and the cottage is kept just as it was on the last day of the Duke’s life,vomit stains, and all.
It certainly is on my list of places to visit.I’m particularly interested in the “Stay a Night in Haunted Flintfall Cottage” package.
I am saving my pennies as the upfront payment is five thousand pounds. The offer is if you can sleep in the cottage by yourself from 9pm until 9am in the morning without ringing the “Help” button then you will get a full refund.So far no one has been able to .
I’ve some way to go before I reach my target and am looking forward to the challenge of spending one night in Flintfall Cottage soon…….
Everyone deserves pure fun and joy in their life,it is part of our humanity.
Bodyboarding does it for me, In the time BD (Before Dog) ,I would happily body board, catch waves, try to improve my technique, and wait for the biggest waves while bobbing in the ocean. Pure Joyful Fun.
And then this little fellow arrived.
Bodyboarding
He worries about me being in the water as he doesn’t like the water himself.So he watches from the shore with a forlorn look that is impossible to ignore.
There is no happier little dog ,then when I return safely to shore,there is indeed fun in that and then to play Frisbee with him.
Thinking of it now, while looking through the photos of us having fun on the beach ,is great fun too.
Ordering a hot chocolate at the cafe with melting marshmallows and drinking it while gazing at the sea,with a tired little,sandy-pawed dog beside me eating small bits of sausage from my leftovers.
As I say,I never write lists, but I think I’ve covered the five things.Which was fun in itself.
Peace and may fun be part of your life,we all need it.
If you could un-invent something, what would it be?
A wholly Government owned Institution,The Post Office, with an honourable history of serving the UK public since it was established in 1606 (as the GeneralPost Office) has been brought to it’s knees, by a scandal of unprecedented proportions.
A Computer System , called “Horizon” developed by a Japanese company called Fujistsu for Post Office Counters is the precursor of this tragedy.
The Fujitsu developers invented a system, which, should ,have , on paper, been very robust. This , after all , was a well established business. Post Office services and processes surely could be well mapped out by the people responsible in the Post Office. Britain was known as a Nation of Shopkeepers, wasn’t it?
Post Office Counters basically were privately owned Retail outlets offering Postal Services at a local level run by self-employed men and women,some of whom had previously worked as valued employees of the Post Office in their careers,so were well placed to continue this service albeit in as independent business people.
A lot of the Post Office Counters Sub-postmasters and postmistress’s were indeed good at paper systems and keeping accounts.
The part I would want to univent is the fact that the Horizon system that the Post Office and Fujitsu foisted on those respectable and hard-working people was seriously flawed.
The Horizon system was not fit for purpose and should have been rejected by the Post Office Executives that signed it off. I wish it had never been invented because of the human suffering it caused.
It was so flawed,that, Fujitsu had a need to manually adjust figures without the knowledge or traceability of those running those small businesses.
These alterations went on from the introduction of Horizon in 1999 until 2015,when the Post Office stopped prosecuting in Court ,using evidence from the Horizon system as proof of fraud.
Until 2015, the Post Office denied that any alterations could be made without the sub-postmasters/postmistress knowledge.
Innocent men and women ended up in jail,many lost their livelihoods and their standing in the community.Whole families suffered from the trauma of being accused of something that in some instances they did not understand or could not account for. For some ,the trauma was so overwhelming that they took their own lives.For many, they have never been exonerated or compensated for lost money they were held accountable for because of contracts they had signed.
The Post Office and Fujitsu are now subject to an investigation ,which many think has gone on too long. The only people who have won so far are the No win, no fee lawyers who took up the case.
I just wish someone had listened and tested the system and paid attention to those who said it was not fit for purpose.
The loss and suffering it caused and the despicable behaviour that it led to by those in the Post Office that hounded and actually took money from people under false pretences (protecting the brand it was called) was shameful.
I really wish I could univent Fujitsu’s Horizon,not only did it harm people, but it brought out the worst in people.
Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?
It seems a long time ago,far away in a distant past.I really can’t remember the detail.It was a Christmas visit up to Scotland, which we refuse to do now,because it is a bad time of year to travel and it’s a long arduous journey.Anyway aren’t we supposed to be saving the planet?
Whatever,but in that distant past, it was taken for granted by my late mum that the visit would be made.
One year ,my brother suggested I came to him and his wife for Christmas ,I can’t remember why. I would have liked to,but my mum said absolutely not,that what was I trying to do,shame her? Jeez mum,no,it really was that Christmas wasn’t much fun in your house, and it would have been nice to share time with my brother.Oh well.
My mum used to live on the coast, and unexpectedly ,on one visit , a tonne of snow fell on us over the week or so we were there
. That much snow in a coastal town was totally unexpected.It was unfortunate that the next day we were journeying back,in what would be pretty hazardous road conditions. My mum worried terribly about that.
I suppose the visits up there were always a bit tense. My partner, in crime, and I would go out for long walks and drives if the atmosphere got a bit tense.
One instance, though ,which washes away all the pain I felt during those Christmas holiday visits, sticks in my mind. We, for some reason, were giving each other our presents at the dining table,my sister’s idea ,I think.
I opened my present from my partner, it was a proper “Painting Set” with an inbuilt easel,oils,pastels and watercolours.It was absolutely amazing and so surprising.I burst into tears.
Seeing me cry really took my mum and my sister by suprise.I was so happy,I didn’t even realise my partner knew I liked to paint.
I think we all enjoyed the moment,it brought us all closer together. It broke down barriers that had formed ,and I felt amazingly loved and understood.
Again,I’m a bit hazy on the timeline, (the snow and the painting set may not be linked), but I have a video of the four of us gazing out the bay window of my mum and sisters house looking at the snow falling. My mum’s voice is on it.It’s very peaceful.
The video always makes me think of that moment with the “painting set” and makes me realise they were actually really very good times,and we were fortunate to have them.
I have a Sin Bin to reduce all kinds of clutter in my life. As the great interior designer and artist William Morris said
Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.”
It’s a good place to start.
My Sin Bin helps as it is in my mind as well as being a real object (ie a bin)
Perhaps you aren’t quite ready to go to the waste recycling depot or indeed upscale whatever is cluttering up your life.File it away in the sin bin of your mind and just like your spam folder in your e.mail it will be emptied one day.
I could be sentimental and choose my little dog as my favourite animal. However, all the residents of the Amimalia Kingdom are my favourites as without them, our planet would not be so miraculous.
There are approximately 80 billion humans on Earth, and there are at least 2.6 million species of animalia that have so far being identified.
Animalia have a variety and wonder much greater than humans .Humans since their movement out of the Animalia Kingdom have proven their ability to destroy and vilify this Earth in their endless pursuit of winning,be it land ;control; or just for the pure hell of it.
My hope is Animalia continues to survive and thrive. Long Live Animalia!