Just writing to keep in touch as life has slowed somewhat. The homework from the writing group this week is a ‘Time machine’ story. When I began I realised it had all been done before and trying to think of a new angle was not easy.
Not being prepared to do any historical research I decided to send my character into the future. With all the warnings about global warming it was interesting to imagine what might happen to the town we lived in.
Our weekend was enlivened by a visit from our son and granddaughter, who has become a young footballer! They showed us a photo of her in goal. She’s braver than I would be.
Mind you, the women’s football is one of the best things on TV at present as we don’t have Sky or Netflix.
No other news, except that I have managed to sell two more sets of the Penny trilogy. The proceeds are going to charity.
Just ticking over and trying to solve one issue each day. Now I have a rollator I don’t get so out of breath when I go to the shops. I also walk slightly quicker. Trouble is, I don’t want to take the dog on those trips so he’s not getting out so much. He doesn’t really mind, just as he doesn’t seem to care what we feed him with. We couldn’t get the Senior pouches he usually has for breakfast so I got different tins and he woofed them. I think he likes Naturo best but we also give him fish and rice and chicken and rice and scrambled egg and he’s always licking the bowl afterwards.
We are both over Covid but I have some new symptoms. I managed to book an appointment with the doctor for Monday. I think I might be diabetic but won’t know until I get a blood test. Everything I eat or drink tastes funny so it could be something else.
Reading my latest short story to the Sea Scribes writing group this afternoon. Much less exhausting than the supermarket shop we did yesterday. I don’t like the idea of getting stuff delivered so we will keep going once a week for as long as possible.
I’ll try to find a different image for this post.
This book by Matt Haig has some mixed reviews but I thought it was great. It is about a history teacher who has lived for 400 years and is trying to find ways of enjoying each time without being threatened by witchfinders or scientists.
For once, I found the flashbacks worked well and the main character was very sympathetic. I intend to try more books by this author.
Having Covid has given me more time to read and think about our mortality. What do we do with our lives and why? If we don’t leave offspring how can we ensure we are not forgotten – and does it matter if we are?
The purpose of life must surely be to make a difference. We can leave memories of love, ideas, good deeds, discoveries, improvements or, as is happening now, damage and destruction. When I look at buildings and cars and planes I marvel at humanity and then I see hate and selfishness and mistakes and wonder how people can find cures for diseases and yet ruin the planet. None of it makes sense.
Each one of us can only contribute a tiny bit. I tried to help by teaching and writing books but I fear for the future.
In distant lands we have our roots, our ancestors, our DNA
Can be discovered- do we need to know what happened yesterday?
Is it essential for our peace of mind to know our family tree-
To know if they were poor or rich, or good or evil, slave or free?
If there are branches still unknown should they affect my life today?
Could knowing who came years before change who we are or what we say?
I am the child my mother bore, that nature, nurture both combined.
My life is like an open book with no dark secrets yet to find.
I do not weep for soldiers lost, or guilty feel for wickedness.
I was not there, judge me alone on my own failure or success.
I have just been watching the proclamation of the reign of King Charles. It is such a strange time. He doesn’t have a chance to mourn his mother before he has to take on the role of king.
It was very odd to hear the announcements, like those of a Lord Mayor. and feel that this has been going on for centuries but not in public. I fear that many young people will consider it old fashioned and unnecessary as there seems to be no respect for History these days. All that matters is “now, now, now!”
It was great to see women taking more of a part in proceedings but Liz Truss looks so plain and slim. I hope she manages to make more of an impact in the future. More than ever, we need leaders we can look up to, to give us a sense of continuity and trust.
I wish King Charles well. He has started faultlessly. This is going to be a difficult time for us all.
Our local plumber has given us a new kitchen tap so that has stopped the drips. Meanwhile I have stopped the annual insurance we have had for years with a drainage company. When I rang them they offered a cheaper deal but I said we needed the money to pay energy bills.
I am trying to cut down on the ironing and oven usage as that makes the smart meter go right up into the red. It’s a pity the postmen are on strike because we are waiting for lots of important letters. They still won’t force us to do everything on line!
I must ask hubby to get a new hearing aid. He has the TV so loud I need cotton wool in my ears. It’s just one problem after another.
Well, that’s stopped me buying anything else on line. Both my credit card and my debit card want extra security, code numbers from my phone etc. I don’t feel I want to bother. In fact I might stop using the credit card altogether.
What with that, and the bank stopping us using our very good bank account because they are not continuing with money manager I feel more and more as if we are being shut out of the modern world.
If they do away with cash I’ll feel like an alien. What’s going on with the world?
Having just read a post from someone in the USA I began to wonder if it would be possible to have an online book club. I suppose it would depend on whether we could all get the same book and maybe there ae some out there already. I can see there are a few reviews on wordpress.
Anyway, I am ready to share the reviews I write on Goodreads with readers here, if I find books worth telling everyone about.
I have just read David Mitchell’s book “Utopia Avenue” and enjoyed the fictional journey into the sixties, even if I wasn’t knowledgable about the musical details.
I don’t usually buy books and I haven’t got a kindle but am willing to share my opinions with anyone interested. If I can get books second hand or from the library, all the better.
As the publicity secretary for a social club for the over 50’s I have been trying to recruit new members as the pandemic and the hot weather have combined to make many of our members stay at home and meetings are only half as busy as they were two years ago.
I know a lot of groups have folded, mainly becuase they cannot get committee members but we have tried to keep going and have a year of speakers and activities lined up. It is justa pity that when we put on a tea party or book a speaker we get fewer than two dozen members.( out of a possible 40+) The same loyal group attend the meals and a tiny number go to the board games.
Older people are told that to keep healthy they need to socialise. I’m just hoping we can keep going and, if possible, grow.
Reading one of Pete’s posts about feeling old in the heat made me wonder what time folk over 70 go to bed. Until this year we used to be able to watch the ten o’clock news and go to bed at ten fortyfive -waking up with the alarm at 7am.
Then we started to go back to sleep after the alarm and wake again about 8.
Now hubby sleeps during the day and I fall asleep after every meal and then again at about ten past ten so I miss most of the news. I still fall asleep most nights as soon as I get into bed, except when it is too hot and humid or I am worried about something. Then it is usually 4am before I can drift off.
This weather has had a debilitating effect. It is hard to breathe and painful to walk. We have been kind to the dog and only taken him out early morning before the pavements get hot. I have sent off for some joint pills as he insists on licking his front lega all the time and we suspect arthritis. We bought him a new toy chicken and he loves to play with it. Anything to stop him sunbathing as he gets too hot and comes in panting. He can still jump onto the sofa but when he has been still for a while he has a tiny limp that soon goes away when he moves about. He was very ill for a couple of days but the vet sorted it. Our house is just too hot. It got to 80 degrees in the kitchen, with the door open!
I am getting bored with salad!