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I decided o do some leaflets about my cat, which was fine till the printer ran out of ink! I went in the computer shop only to find out they don’t stock that ink anymore. Grr
So I diligently delivered over thirty leaflets. I had to fill in gaps in the ettering where it had not printed properly.
I’ve removed his name and my phone number as this is being shared in public. You have to be so cautious about sharing information. I just want my cat back.
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In a spin
My head whirls
Twists
Turns
Round and round
No way back
Just forwards
In time
The clock has ticked
Time goes fast
We have to follow
My spinning mind
Watches
Tick tick tock
The clock
Spinning
Down
You can tell I was busy on my essay over the last few days, there’s a big hole in my walking and heart rate records. I’m trying to do over 5000 steps a day and get my heart points to twenty… Well I didn’t manage it on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, but I did today. Partly on a short walk round Westport lake and also around a car park a few times while I was waiting for a friend… Phew, glad to be walking again!
Take a photo of your face or someone else’s. Then cut down the middle and mirror both sides. If the person has a lopsided face the difference is obvious. Turning the images into two different faces. Apologies to my hubby for experimenting with his features!
Edgar Alan Poe had very lopsided features. Have a look on the Internet. X
Well I’ve done it. Sent in this semesters work. I read around the subject a lot, but I don’t know if my essay shows enough understanding? Semiotics is my downfall! Signs, signifiers, interpretants. It’s a whole new language like mathematics, and it isn’t sinking in. I have tried, I’m surrounded by heavy books, I skim read some of the pages, but the thoughts don’t flow well. I think a face to face lecture would be better than digital dialogue. My heads mashed!
Have you ever heard the phrase ‘I was dragged up to be polite’?
But I think I was taught to be polite from an early age. Things like being told not to answer back, don’t speak until you’re spoken to, children should be seen and not heard. In some ways those are very old fashioned values, but then I was born decades ago. I was the child of parents born in the 1920’s a different era. Me before Thatchers children were born, my parents before Churchill.
Politeness is important to me. Caring about things, being or trying to be aware of things, but sometimes I don’t notice. I don’t always pick up on what has happened, but at least I have politeness to fall back on. Politeness and politics must be verbally linked. Police is to do with being of the people, perhaps polite has the same root?
FROG stands for ‘flies right of the ground’ this plane was just on the TV. The body was aluminium and the wings and tail were made of paper.
This was made in the 1930’s? You put the body of the plane in the box with the propellar attached. There is a handle on the front of the box and a mechanism that holds the propellar. You turn the handle and it winds up a rubber band. Then you peg the wings and tail on and let it loose to fly up off the ground.
Our forebears may not have had the Internet but they knew how to have fun!
Another month, the Earth has travelled another twelfth of its orbit round the Sun. Nights have started to get a little bit longer here in the Northern Hemisphere, shorter in the Southern one, and staying about the same on the Equator.
Sunlight heats the world and now more of its heat is trapped in our atmosphere because of the Greenhouse effect. Carbon dioxide and Methane emitted into the atmosphere are transparent to visible light waves but not in the infra red spectrum and they prevent heat being reflected out back into space.
I remember wonderful summers in the 1960’s, summer dresses, ice lollies. There was no hole in the ozone layer. We lived on a goldilocks planet where things were mostly comfortable. Now when you look at the graphs these years of the twentieth century have all been getting hotter, at a faster and faster rate. Stop and Think, try and help. Don’t let politicians bamboozle you with their hot air! Recycle, reuse, turn the heating down. Its up to all of us.
At the moment I’m stuck with my college work. I have ideas, I seem to know what I want to do. But I have a fear of failing. The heat doesn’t help. I’m ending up doing things at 3am, but it’s not enough. Words circle in my mind, like vultures, ready to sink down on the ruin of my ideas. Prevarication prevents failure. I don’t feel I can do a good enough job.
I must start. By writing this down I’m trying to give me a kick start to things. I need to order a couple of books, but I’ve even held back from doing that. I know I can do the course, but I’m disappointed that I didn’t get higher marks. I have passed each semester though. Why would this one be different? Easier to think than write…
Received from space? Old photo mirrored. The original photo was about a stormy sky but the effect of mirroring this has bought the attention to the (seemingly) floating TV Ariel.
What is it for? Is it an alien Ariel? A communication from beyond the stratosphere? An energy collector or scrambler of radio waves? Something from a Sci-fi movie. Could it tune in to the high pitched sounds of bats? Imagination can take you anywhere!
Mallaband-Brown