Standing on a beach

Describe one of your favorite moments.

It doesn’t have to be a tropical beach. Just a warm, sunny day. Sandals off, toes sinking slowly into damp sand. Little ripples in the sand mirroring the way the sea has moved over it’s surface. A flat beach, not steeply tipped, but shallow enough that the sea goes out a reasonable distance. Not too much seaweed on the beach, but enough to indicate the sea is healthy. Interesting seashells to collect, starfish and barnacles on the rocks or in rock pools.

I stand there, breathing in the ozone of the clear air. Thinking of all the other times I’ve visited. Memories of childhood eating ice-cream and paddling in the shallow sea. Looking back at the houses behind the coast road. Stalls to buy candyfloss or sticks of rock, and fish and chips that seagulls clamour for. Remembering the view of the hills in the distance. Thinking of having to catch a train home and wanting to stay forever, come rain or shine. Bright days, sunshine, coastal views, holidays, Heaven.

Took my cat to the vet.

What notable things happened today?

Not this cat, the other one!

Inoculations time. Luckily I managed to get my cat in his carrier without a fight. I took him in the car, I always secure the carrier with the seat belt in the car because you never know what will happen if someone hits your car.

I struggled in through the door then the vet came and carried my cat box from the waiting room into the examination room. After a quick check up where the cat wanted to scramble back into the carrier, he got his injection of vaccine and the vet carried him back to the car (a lot of carrying went on in this tale). We drove back home and the cat didn’t make a sound. Home again and he was out of the basket like a shot, happy to be back.

Truth

What are you passionate about?

I like truth, I always have, I heard a story when I was little, about a boy that chopped down a tree but owned up to it when asked as he couldn’t tell a lie… I think that was a boy who became an American president.

How ironic that a recent president posts on a website called Truth, but that isn’t necessarily being honest (is this where I say allegedly?).

Why am I passionate about it? It actually makes me feel ill not to be honest. I was bought up as a Christian and although I’m now agnostic, I still feel deeply that truth is  important. I feel that people should know the truth about things. The problem with that though is that different people have different truths! I was recently listening to 1984 by George Orwell and it did strike a chord about how the masses can be controlled. Life is difficult and truth is important to me.

Spring

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

Flowers open

First daffodils then tulips

Some promise of primroses

Helibores nod their head

Leaves unfurl and spread

Yellows and golds attract the bees

Their eyes subtle patterns insects see.

Guiding them to nectar

From flowers and trees.

That’s the season set to please!

I don’t know?

If humans had taglines, what would yours be?

What a question! Taglines are used as short snappy phrases to sell things through advertising. So is this prompt suggesting we should advertise ourselves?

Mine could be “confused and chaotic”, but would that give people a full picture of my real personality. I guess taglines could be like the “What three words” app. As every three meters square is located on the planet, it means that a house can have multiple words to define it’s location. It’s up to the user to choose which ones they want to use.

My three words could be:

HARP APPLE DEVELOPMENT

ALGAR EVENT SUNSHINE

BEVEL CRUTCH DOSES

SCAN FOOT DOMED?

By the time you’ve gone all through them, disliked them, wished they could be changed, you’ve forgotten what you were choosing them for?

So my tagline will be something random

MILDEW SCORCH FERVENT!

Myself

Who do you spend the most time with?

It’s 6 months since he went (almost exactly). 6 months alone. Finding my way. The rest of my life? I was always with someone. Being a support and supporting. Now.. I see to myself and try and help others where I can.

When I do spend time with others it’s with good friends or members of groups that do activities I enjoy. But sometimes, I just want to be alone.

I guess I could live as a recluse, or alone on a desert island? I might not be good at finding food though. I would need someone to drop me off supplies or have a mild environment where plentiful food grew all year round. But how would I know what was safe to eat or drink? I’d need sterilising tablets or fire to boil water. Life isn’t simple when you are alone. Even in the simplest of environments. And when you live in an industrial society you are too estranged from real life and real survival skills.

My life is in a brick and mortar cave. I can survive here, but I still need to maintain it, look after it. Life is constantly changing. I appreciate company.

Eloise

If you had to change your name, what would your new name be?

Change my name, change my face…

Change my world.

Why Eloise? I just like the sound. I’m not even sure if I’ve spelt it correctly? If you add a U it becomes Elouise, which just sounds like you’ve misspelled Louise?

I also think it could be written e-loise… An electronic version of the name. Better than  e-louse (an AI version of a woodlouse?).

I was going to be Samantha, but I really don’t feel like I’m one of those. I think its too cuddly and feels like a princess name?

Eloise does sound rather proud and exotic? We all have our own ideas of how words work. Your favourite word might be something I hate. We mentally add connotations onto a word or a phrase. And I no no one called Eloise, I just like the sound… Am I strange?

My dream chocolate bar

Describe your dream chocolate bar.

Sorry I don’t have a picture…

It actually existed in the 1970’s.

An aztec bar was multi layered, as Wikipedia explains:

Aztec was a chocolate bar produced by Cadbury’s from 1967. It was made of nougat and caramel covered with milk chocolate and was sold in a deep purple wrapper. The Aztec was created by Cadbury’s to compete with the Mars Bar, but it was discontinued in 1978. Wikipedia

I think they were actually tastier than Mars bars, if they were in the shop it was what I spent some of my 50 pence pocket money. That and comics like the Bunty and Judy. Life was so simple then. Only exams to worry about I would time travel back if I could!

Myths and Legends

Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?

I loved the school book about Greek Myths and Legends we had to read. I remember short stories about Pandoras Box, when the box was opened all that was left was Hope. Then there was a story about Jason and the Argonauts, and his quest for the Golden Fleece. I think there was a tale of the Titan Atlas being sentenced by the god Zeus to support the heavens on his shoulders.

Each story had lovely illustrations, and the inside covers of the book were equally well decorated.

Getting the attention of children with artwork aswell as words is a way of catching them at an early age. I know a lot of books are now online, but I think real books are wonderful treasures.

3 books

List three books that have had an impact on you. Why?

My list are:

The first: Old Yeller (can’t remember the author)

I read this when I was about 10 or 11. I had only ever read gentle children’s adventures and Old Yeller is the story of an old dog that has caught rabies. I remember being shocked by the story, by the descriptions of what happened. It was the first book that felt realistic and not safe. I’m glad I read it as it opened my mind to the world.

The second : The Plague Dogs, by Richard Adams.

Set in a laboratory where dogs and other animals are experimented on, two dogs join forces and escape. Lost on the Cumbria fells they eventually meet “the Tod” a fox, a wily character. All three animals are being hunted by the lab and the police who have dubbed them “the plague dogs” because of scaremongering by the press. Will they escape ?

(Richard Adams also wrote Watership Down.)

The book influenced my style of writing, there is a section in one chapter on how to write a newspaper article. The book also gave me an idea of how animals can suffer at the behest of mankind.

The third book is: The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Attwood.

I read it in the 1980s before it was very famous. I’ve seen the TV series which is far more in depth than the original book. As a young woman I was shocked by the mysogeny of the world the women in it lived in. I saw it as a warning and never believed that anything like it could happen in the real world? And yet so many things have happened that seem to want to drag women back to the home and dispel the rights they have fought long and hard for.

I would recommend all of these books if you want to open your eyes to different ideas.