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What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
Not their colour
Not their shape
But the fact they work
That I can see,
So I can paint and draw.
My fear is losing my sight
Finding one day the light has gone
No more views
No more staring at stars
Seeing friends faces
Letting paint flow
Hand eye coordination
My favourite feature
Keep them safe X
How do you want to retire?
I need a crystal ball.
To see into my future
Life could be fun
Or a daily grind
Who can tell?
Will I get a pension?
Will I have enough?
Will the planet be OK?
What will happen to the environment?
Lots of questions.
I would like to keep as fit as I can.
I hope to feel enthusiastic again,
Maybe get involved in the community.
Semi retirement is OK
But I do feel a little lost
I do try and do things
When I’m feeling OK.
That’s the main thought
A wish to be OK
To keep going.
Not to lose my way.
What’s the oldest thing you own that you still use daily?
I still use an old mug that I’ve had for over twenty years. There’s a small crack in the top of the handle that flexes slightly when I pick it up if it’s full. One day I think it will either get broken in the washing up bowl or when I pick it up. Hopefully the first option as I don’t want a lap full of decaff!
I do use it virtually everyday but I can’t find it now so I’ve used a stock photo that looks like it. It’s like goldilocks, just the right size for a drink, not too much, not too little. The handle fits my hand just right.
I don’t know the manufacturer, but it’s likely to be local as I live in an area called “the potteries”. You can tell people are from here. They lift up pottery and look underneath for the manufacturer’s mark (backstamp). It’s so well known that its called the “turn over club”!
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.
What notable things happened today?
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.
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.
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!
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!
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.
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?
Mallaband-Brown