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The Laird of The Lamp

You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for?

A young boy, called Rab, many years ago, lived  on a croft, that his family worked; way up in a remote  mountainous region of Scotland called the Highlands.

The family did not have much money and if any of the sheep they farmed were ill or died then they would very often have to do without.

Rab worked hard looking after the sheep and in winter,would sleep in the small barn with them to protect them from the cold and the wolves and bears that would eat them given a chance.

One night,while laying out some dried moss to sleep on.Rab noticed something shiny underneath the fresh moss that he had recently gathered from outside.

Earlier on, while taking in  the moss and drying it he had mumbled to himself wishing  that his family could have a bit of luck,instead of facing hardship all the time.

He dug his hands deeper into the moss and picked up the object.It was a tin lamp.

“Not much value in that he thought,it’s a pretty object.My mum  might find it of use or we could sell it to one of our neighbours.I wish it was gold.”

The Lamp changed into gold,but Rab couldn’t tell the difference,to him it was just a dirty old lamp.He laid it to one side and completed his chores which meant feeding and watering the sheep in the barn.

The carrots and turnips that he had for feed,were well passed their best and he felt sorry for the sheep.

“Oh if only I had some decent food,not these rotten carrots and turnips”. Rab said to himself.

It was then he noticed a bag in the corner of the barn,it was full of corn that the sheep loved.Rab was puzzled,but thought his dad must have bought it at the market for winter feed and forgot to tell him.

He supplemented the meagre carrots and turnips with the corn.

After,the sheep were fed and watered Rab settled down for the night on his bed of dried moss and slept soundly.

Unbeknown to Rab,the lamp contained the Laird of The Lamp,who by now had granted three wishes to the boy and  could now  escape from the lamp in which he had been trapped by a spirit for being an evil and  greedy Laird of his people.

The Laird looked down at the boy as he slept and was very grateful to Rab.The Laird had needed to grant three simple wishes to someone who was near the lamp and true of heart and not greedy. Rab had done so and the Laird was free.

From that day, Rab’s family had better luck and they began to make their way in the world.They sold the gold lamp and eventually were able to buy their own land and live on it happily for many generations.

The family  knew of the  Laird nearby who had returned weary from battle and had settled in the area.

He had been a great help to many people and things had improved since his arrival.He was fair and intelligent and offered good advice with everyday problems

No one knew his real story,not even Rab, only the Laird knew what turned him from being a Bad Laird to a Good one.

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Tiny

Describe a family member.

Tiny is the family caterpillar.He’s been with us many years since  we rescued him from a silk farm in China which we visited when on holiday.

In truth, he fell into our laps when we were looking around the nursery during  the visit to the  silk worm factory .He ended up in the pocket of my jacket and to cut a long story short,he came home with us.

Luckily for us,my uncle is a renowned alternative entomologist, so we had a lot of good advice and specialist care which meant we have been able to keep Tiny as a caterpillar and prevent him turning into a butterfly

Some would say that it was cruel and against nature,but Tiny is very happy, and is such a character that losing  him would be devastating to all of us.

So Tiny, who has remained  tiny  has his own vivarium and also has designated plants that he can exercise on .The only pitfall being he likes to wander.

We’ve lost him in the house a few times,but each time he made  his way back to his vivarium,he’s bright green and quite hairy, we think he has a leg missing,but it doesn’t seem to affect him.He certainly is n’t poisonous and he loves being handled and crawling onto your hands.

He’s a well loved member of our family and we’re kind of glad he didn’t end up as  a silk shirt .

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Been there ,done it.

How much would you pay to go to the moon?

I don’t need to pay anyone to go to the Earth Moon as I’ve already been there

The cosmos and our galaxies and different universes are constantly adapting and changing sometimes quite explosively.

I was part of an Earth moon rock a long time ago and somehow I ended up here, assembled as me. Well you’ve just got to accept a lot of things that happen in your celestial being,don’t you?

So no way would I pay anyone to do what happens naturally.Particularly if it requires ,noisy,smelly rockets.

Namaste

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Broken Paths

What alternative career paths have you considered or are interested in?

I’m only interested now in broken Paths,because I think they have a meandering beauty.

Careering is a false god and maybe those with the wisdom to avoid its’ pitfalls will get the respect they deserve.With the inevitable  realisation that  Mammon is becoming more and more  mouse-like every day.

Careering Mouse

Namaste

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Oven baked Fish and Chips

What food would you say is your specialty?

Yes,I don’t go out and catch the fish,nor am I a dab hand at mixing the beer flavoured batter.I admit it all comes in a cardboard box from the supermarket(which one  depends on my funds)…Cod or Haddock,I don’t mind.

I do have the necessary metal baking tray and my favourite chips are always in the freezer.I’m an expert at timing them and the fact that everything is baked,makes it  low fat and to be honest a lot easier to clean up after,particularly if you oil the tray.

Octopus or Jellyfish?

Definitely not octopus though or for that matter Jellyfish,that would not be my idea of a fishy treat.

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January 1st 1983

What major historical events do you remember?

This is the day that all the people running computer systems (the military defense systems were last to agree),that they would use one Protocol and therefore would be able to communicate with each other and hence the Internet came into being and January the 1st 1983 is its’ official Birthday.

The Internet is therefore a Capricorn ,ruled by Saturn; the planet of time and responsibilities(a bit boring to be honest) born in the Chinese Year of the Pig ,a very decent sort of animal.

It had been Sir Tim Berners-Lee dream to have one system so that scientific data could be shared.That and more was officially achieved on that day.

As a date in history it is truly momentous ; generating  a reaction akin to  nuclear fusion ,it’s explosive impact in enabling out of this World communication continues its’ path of Worldwide dominance.

The upsides of sharing data and the  potential for education and information far outweigh the downsides of misinformation and depravity.

Indeed trollish repetition and censorship have threatened the Internet but the realisation of the benefits of sharing information stands firm as a principle and in truth I believe will defeat tyranny.

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Jumping in The Desert

What’s the biggest risk you’d like to take — but haven’t been able to?

Jumping

Not sure what this lady is doing,but I would do it if I could.I love the look of the terrain,but haven’t a clue where it is. I’ve never been in a desert.Perhaps it’s an AI image and it’s impossible.

It’s a risk,of course,she might land awkwardly and hurt her ankle and lose her water bottle and basically it would all end in disaster,because she would die alone of thirst in the desert.

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Proud

What are you most proud of in your life?

Proud entered into the Celebrity vernacular vocabulary,maybe twenty years ago in the UK

We have Pride of Britain Awards,with glamorous celebrations,free dinners and endless gushing presenters.

That is not to say that those that receive the awards do not deserve them,but even those that receive them look embarrassed by all the fuss.

The look in their eyes,while they stand on stage says

“You would have done the same in my situation”  

In truth ,the event is more about the presenters keeping the party going,than actually understanding what makes people do the amazing things they do.

I’m not religious,so I can’t,although I would like to refer to “Pride” as a sin,and before you jump down my throat saying I’m homophobic or transphobic ,actually the “Pride” campaign does work,because with the “Pride” marches, well they are a bit sinful aren’t they? In a good way.

However getting back to religion.Religions  are planned human thoughts with goals and objectives much like any military campaign. I acknowledge they do have nuggets of truth in all of them,albeit human nuggets.

One such nugget recognises that pride is on  the top of the   list of seven deadly sins,and even  the word Pride comes from the Greek for hubris.

“The Hubris of Britain Awards”;  certainly would attract a number of contenders,why stop there….

“The Hubris of The World Awards”

Definitely lots of candidates for that.

So perhaps being proud or full of pride should be recognised for what it is,a media created emotion.

People do great things and basically they are great,and yes we should say “thank you” for being you and being there and showing the world what is possible.

Namaste

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People make me feel uncomfortable.

What’s something most people don’t know about you?

I can smile,I can listen,but my senses are totally overloaded.

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A day is a day

Do lazy days make you feel rested or unproductive?

What nonsense to say a day is lazy.

Just because you are not doing something,someone else wants you to do doesn’t mean you are having a lazy day.

Days are full of so many things, some things we have to do,some days we spend with others doing something,some we contemplate doing something and some we sleep through because we need to.

At the end of the day ,a day is a day.

Namaste

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