I certainly couldn’t have predicted a single moment of this really and what a ride it’s been, this year. There was only a single really low point of note, and that was my wife deciding that there could be no reconciliation. It’s been really hard for me to accept that, for the single reason that she’s the only person, I’ve ever wanted to truly spend my life and death with. I’ve learned much about myself from the experience and I continue to grow and move on, in that department. Friends are more important to me than ever before, as is courtesy and compassion. Things, that have not always been at the forefront of my mind, even if they weren’t far from my heart. Continue reading
Such a perfect day to worship your deity of choice, which can of course include yourself. Today I did nothing but relax in the tub, make a bunch of jam tarts and iced-tea and finally get around to the first cleaning and sanding of my staff.
It is a shame Sundays go so fast but even doing minor nothings, is so much better than the farmer’s news I had to put up with for entertainment, as a kid. Funny actually but thinking about that, I had a routine for a number of years of Space 1999, a roast lunch with apple pie dessert, followed by quiet boredom (unless I got the wonderful company of a walk with dad, or the whole family). Things would always pick up around 4pm with some kids entertainment on the TV and the evening snack food that mum would prepare, before she tucked in to a stack of ironing.
As the years go by I find myself returning, almost as a matter of hereditary duty, to these structures of Sunday and quietly smile to the good childhood, that has long since gone.