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One of our cats watches TV. If she sees animals she gets interested. If it’s a dog she will get nervous and walk away. But if it’s a cat, leopard, or lion she gets very interested and stares at the TV. She sometimes goes up and puts her paws or nose on the screen. She seems to notice movement mostly. If it’s a cat stalking another animal she stares intently. She is the first cat that I have ever seen take an interest in TV programmes.
We are holding our third General election in five years in the UK today. That is Scotland, England, Wales and Northern Ireland.
I won’t bore you with the politics but our parliament was opposing our prime ministers policies so he decided to try and get more politicians on his side by calling an election despite there being a previous one about two years ago.
What has ensued has been a bit of a farce, with politicians apparently going into hiding so they don’t cause problems by saying inappropriate things. The Prime Minister has hidden from journalists, and refused to be interviewed by senior journalists despite his opponents being interviewed.
The use of social media has also been questionable, with targeted information being pushed at voters. Most of the time you are in your own bubble, you don’t see what other party supporters see, some of this is from Trolls who stir up hate and animosity.
Last night in several constituencies posters of a very disturbing nature were put up. They could be classed as libelous. They were taken back down by the political party that was being attacked, but they must have been paid for by a concerted group of people and they may have breached rules about how much campaign’s are allowed to spend.
Whatever happened, or happens, the results are due to start flooding in later tonight. It’s been a cold wet miserable day, but there have been reports of queues round the block in some places.
I appreciate the right to vote. As a woman I feel privileged to have the right to do so, following the fight by the suffragettes in the 20th Century. To people in the UK, I would say its a miserable evening, but please use your vote and show you care about your fellow citizens.
Giraffes are close to extinction. People are shooting them! How selfish can you be? Elephants, Lions, Snow Leopards, Cheetahs, Rhino’s, White Rhino’s, Tigers and Gorilla’s and Orangutans, and monkeys and marsupials. So many animals that might not exist in a few years. Then there’s all the small mammals, fish, insects, cold blooded snakes and lizards, birds, amphibians. Not to mention Trees, plants and everything else you can think of!
You know who is driving this mass extinction, US! Humans, people, man, woman everyone.
We need to grab back our world and save it, now, before it’s too late and it’s gone….
Misty sea and sky, on the coast, this summer. I think we were staying in Wales, in Llandudno, before the fires across the world, before the yellow clouds of smoke obscured other peoples views. Before rainforest burnt in South America, or woods burning in Australia. People, animals, birds, need clean air to breathe, like the air at the coast. They need gentle breezes, or moderate winds, not storms that are getting faster, tornados that rip houses apart, hurricanes that drown landscapes, Tsunami and mega Cyclones. But we keep burning gas and electricity, chopping down forests.
The world’s scientists say we only have twelve years before we reach a tipping point where we won’t be able to stop global warming. Yesterday it was announced that Carbon Dioxide levels have risen again to something like 147% of what they were in pre industrial times. We knew about this in the 1970’s but no one did anything to resolve it….
Well this has got cheerful….
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It’s been a busy few days with some ups and downs, on the whole things are OK, but things feel a bit flat. Like these leaves, just squashed by footsteps.
I was thinking about my worries and concerns earlier, but now I’ve thought a bit I realise I’m beating myself up before anything has actually happened. I guess it’s because I’m tired. I’ve set myself a lot of things to do, I’m fed up with sitting back and resting, I need to occupy my mind, but I’m not young anymore….. Well this is cheerful!
Talking to the world, is it listening?
I wish I didn’t have such a big mouth, wasn’t so “keen” about things. A couple of times recently I’ve got myself so enthusiastic about something (two seperate things), that I’ve done something, sharing an idea, that I shouldn’t have. It’s made me feel embarrassed and wonder if I’ve done wrong. Maybe I’m not enough of a team player.
Foot in mouth time, worried I might cause problems, hoping I don’t say the wrong thing, expecting something to hit the fan. As they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions?
Just watching a programme about tree planting from the Woodland Trust. I wanted to donate but the website seems to have crashed.
I think it’s a brilliant idea and the thought of planting Rowan trees or Wild Cherries really sounds good. We might not stop global warming but it’s got to help.
The previous programme, on another channel, was with leaders of our political parties stating how they would reduce global warming and pollution. The leader of the current government and another party did not take part and are now calling for the Channel the discussion was on to be censured! We are not a dictatorship but I do worry that things are not as democratic as they should be!
Sharp and spikey. Holly was a hard nut, she knew she was right every time and would fight anyone to prove it. She had been warned several times by her boss about her attitude, but like so many young business people, she could be very arrogant and snobbish.
Today she’d got into a battle with her elderly father, Joe. He had asked her to help him with his model train set. Really he had wanted a quiet word about her attitude ( She was twenty six and thought she knew all the answers) but she had refused. She told him train sets were for boys. She was going to go out and pamper herself and maybe buy a designer handbag.
Holly still lived at home, her mother cooked and cleaned for her, and her father supported her financially. She didn’t earn enough to buy anything decent in London and could not afford the deposit to rent a flat.
That night she came home late, she’d been to a party which had turned into a squabble, then an argument. She had slapped her best friend and drunk too much wine. She had told her manager, who was at the party, what she thought of her. She would probably be fired when she went into work on Monday morning….
So when she turned the key in the lock of her parents house she was hoping to creep up to bed and get some sleep. What she got instead was her parents standing there. Give me your key, her father said. You can sleep here tonight, but you leave in the morning.
Holly felt shocked and sick. Where shall I go? I don’t know and I don’t care. Your friend rang in tears and told us that you had slapped her! Your behaviour is totally unacceptable and unless you change we don’t want to see you again.
That was the day she changed. That was when she started working for a charity. That was when she learnt compassion. That was the day she grew up.
Somehow I’ve ended up watching a Disney film today. I’ve tried to do a bit of tidying up too. I haven’t just been completely lazy. But it’s been one of those wet, miserable days, when you look out of the window and the world seems to be crying. So you just want to cuddle up and stay warm.
I’ve got things to do, but it’s been nice to have a rest. Life carries on, I’ll do things tomorrow. I need to shop, I need to do more tidying, and I need to paint.
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The trees spread across the world, as man finally withered and died. Killed off in a last great mass extinction caused by humankind’s continuous destruction of the animal population and most of the plant world. Pestilence, fire, flooding and starvation had done their jobs.
All that was left were trees, rivers, marshes, seas and oceans.
The trees kept pumping out oxygen, the world was now habitable for any incomers, but there were none. Aliens may have admired our world, but they exist in civilisations too far away. None of them had things like warp drive. A nice idea, but not really feasible.
Nothing grew, except a soup of bacteria. One day that might evolve into the next great family of animals, insects, worms, critters. If man returned millions of years later he would not recognise the planet or its contents. Maybe the trees would remember….
Mallaband-Brown