Tonight my 'er got an award at school. Yes I know I was amazed as the next person.
Don't get me wrong 'er is not a bad kid but has the 'er attitude off to a 'T' just now (& I am sorry but the influence of USA teen programmes has a lot to answer for, the head wobble and 'whatever' lights the blue touch paper with me) & it is taking much resolve not to put an ad in the national (no not local) press 'Free to a Good Home'
Anyhow tonight the prize wasn't bronze, nor silver and no not gold either ........ it was PLATINUM!! ( well blow me down)
When the 'er was asked 'why are you getting such an award?' ... the reply was 'coz I am good thats why!!!'
Nothing like being sure of yourself hey??
As my 'er sat with the top peers of the year in the assembly hall the pride started to well up in my heart. The 'ers name was called and the award was received with a handshake and an embarrassed smile.
The lump in my throat was huge and the tear in my eye was just sitting there ready to flood forth like a burst dam. I applauded modestly, as were my strict instructions (from 'er) but inside I was whistling, cheering and jumping for joy for all my worth.
It was a moment akin to that sack race... a proud mum loving every minute, every image of her child's life.
As we walked to the car I said 'Oh so well done darling, I am so proud!'
The reply was ' well that is the last time I am doing good at school, that was so embarrassing, I nearly died and Mr. ****** had such a sweaty handshake, it was gross'
BANG.... back to reality of living with an 'er .....but at least I am forewarned that maybe the first and last time I am invited to an awards evening
Monday, 23 July 2007
Friday, 20 July 2007
What is Friendship?
An interesting concept indeed. We all have friends whether real or in 21st C living ..merely virtual.
Over the years I have seen friends come and go. Some I am sorry to have lost were special but on reflection they were there for a specific time and relationships can out grow their owners ocassionally.
I am fortunate I have a good selection of friends, both male and female, and as we have grown we have scattered around the country and the globe. Some, alas, have become increasingly 'virtual' and our only contact seems to be via the internet these days. I wonder sometimes without this invention would we have made more effort to see each other?
My circle of friends have always had their different functions... there are the very chosen few (& when I say chosen... it means just that) who know absolutely EVERYTHING about me, those who have shared my brightest joys, my passions, my deepest darkest sadness's and also my wildest dreams - I class them as lifetime friends
There are others that have tread with me through life who know the happier, positive, optimistic, great laugh me that may be legion (and I have chosen to hold back on other stuff that does not fit with them, their life's make up, background and their perception of how life is.... I tried the honest approach once with one who knew me briefly, but obviously not well enough because it back fired... one of those 'you should have kept your mouth shut ' moments!!!), then there are others who have stood by me at vital times and have passed through.
It does facinate me to observe life, friendship, personal interaction and analyse how they develop.
For what ever reason friends touch your soul, whether it be for a specific time or reason, a season or for your entire lifetime, each one should be cherished as they have contributed to who you are now. Each one has had something valuable to give and I hope along the way I have reciprocated equally.
Friends mould who we are, we recognise who to call on at various times in our lives and we must count ourselves lucky that we have such allies in life.
Over the years I have seen friends come and go. Some I am sorry to have lost were special but on reflection they were there for a specific time and relationships can out grow their owners ocassionally.
I am fortunate I have a good selection of friends, both male and female, and as we have grown we have scattered around the country and the globe. Some, alas, have become increasingly 'virtual' and our only contact seems to be via the internet these days. I wonder sometimes without this invention would we have made more effort to see each other?
My circle of friends have always had their different functions... there are the very chosen few (& when I say chosen... it means just that) who know absolutely EVERYTHING about me, those who have shared my brightest joys, my passions, my deepest darkest sadness's and also my wildest dreams - I class them as lifetime friends
There are others that have tread with me through life who know the happier, positive, optimistic, great laugh me that may be legion (and I have chosen to hold back on other stuff that does not fit with them, their life's make up, background and their perception of how life is.... I tried the honest approach once with one who knew me briefly, but obviously not well enough because it back fired... one of those 'you should have kept your mouth shut ' moments!!!), then there are others who have stood by me at vital times and have passed through.
It does facinate me to observe life, friendship, personal interaction and analyse how they develop.
For what ever reason friends touch your soul, whether it be for a specific time or reason, a season or for your entire lifetime, each one should be cherished as they have contributed to who you are now. Each one has had something valuable to give and I hope along the way I have reciprocated equally.
Friends mould who we are, we recognise who to call on at various times in our lives and we must count ourselves lucky that we have such allies in life.
Wednesday, 18 July 2007
School Sports Day
A realisation of 20th Century meets 21st Century!
In my day (oh how old does that make me sound) I was an athlete, played every sport going, practised 3 nights a week whether it be netball, rounders or athletics. So come school sports day I was ready for any competitor. My spikes were ready along with my kit the night before.
Today was my 'ers Sports Day (I call the teenager 'er' as that is the extent of the language of a teen 'like er whatever!'). I had established that the 'er' was competing only in the relay... what no 100 meters, no long jump, no hurdles?
This morning consisted of a mither , upon waking, of 'where is my black velour tracksuit and the top we got in Matalan yesterday?' ' I need my Shocks not my K-Swiss as my Shocks are better for running in '
The 'er' then came down stairs ready for school. I glanced round, and then took a double take!!
'Have you got hair extensions in?' I exclaimed!
'Yes & ?' came the reply
'But you are doing sports day?' I said
'Yes I know Mum, I have my hair tied up, so what is the problem? Don't fuss!'
I also noticed the spray tan had been applied along with full makeup and the nails had been French manicured......................
To add insult to injury, coming from a once really sporty school kid.... a mate of 'er' called round and said ' I would rather do Maths all day than do Sports Day!'
I gingerly asked why and said how much I had enjoyed sport at school
The reply was ' oh no way, how can you do that with everyone watching, it is soooo embarrassing?'
That was never a thought in my head at 'er' years, I wanted to compete and do my best...... so I apologise here and now that I and other parents have bred more Paris Hiltons to populate the world.
In my day (oh how old does that make me sound) I was an athlete, played every sport going, practised 3 nights a week whether it be netball, rounders or athletics. So come school sports day I was ready for any competitor. My spikes were ready along with my kit the night before.
Today was my 'ers Sports Day (I call the teenager 'er' as that is the extent of the language of a teen 'like er whatever!'). I had established that the 'er' was competing only in the relay... what no 100 meters, no long jump, no hurdles?
This morning consisted of a mither , upon waking, of 'where is my black velour tracksuit and the top we got in Matalan yesterday?' ' I need my Shocks not my K-Swiss as my Shocks are better for running in '
The 'er' then came down stairs ready for school. I glanced round, and then took a double take!!
'Have you got hair extensions in?' I exclaimed!
'Yes & ?' came the reply
'But you are doing sports day?' I said
'Yes I know Mum, I have my hair tied up, so what is the problem? Don't fuss!'
I also noticed the spray tan had been applied along with full makeup and the nails had been French manicured......................
To add insult to injury, coming from a once really sporty school kid.... a mate of 'er' called round and said ' I would rather do Maths all day than do Sports Day!'
I gingerly asked why and said how much I had enjoyed sport at school
The reply was ' oh no way, how can you do that with everyone watching, it is soooo embarrassing?'
That was never a thought in my head at 'er' years, I wanted to compete and do my best...... so I apologise here and now that I and other parents have bred more Paris Hiltons to populate the world.
And gone are the beautiful days were the child would be in the sack race, face glowing and smiling with pride as Mum watched and cheered and the child would give it their all!!
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
Old True Thoughts/ Words of Wisdom
I have just been surfing blogs (whilst waiting for tea to cook) and nipped in to see how my old mate LT was getting on with her granddad's story (F.A.I.).
She is tracking his life through from 1884 to his death in the 60's.
Currently she is in 'thinking mode' and I have just read her interlude, which is extracts from an old book published in 1892 called 'A Millions Book of Laughter'. The book has a selection of (bad) jokes, recipes, useless (but fascinating facts) and some food for thought.
In this interlude there are a couple of very profound, true words from a time so different to now but would equally apply if we gave them some space in our lives.
This really has made me think
The greatest pleasure of life is love, the greatest treasure is contentment, the greatest luxury is health, the greatest comfort is sleep, and the best medicine is a true friend
In this mad, whirling, selfish, materialistic world these simple truths are all we need. No more searching for the Holy Grail, it is already here within us.
LT has kindly e mailed me some through for inclusion into Random Place.
We often speak about being settled in life; we might as well speak of anchoring in the midst of the Atlantic Ocean
Sincerity is to speak as we think, do as we pretend and profess, to perform and make good what we promise, and really to be what we would seem and appear to be.
Eloquence consists in feeling a truth yourself, and in making those who hear you feel it.
It has been said there are but two things worth living for - to do what is worthy of being written; and to write what is worthy of being done.
Eat slowly and you will not over eat
The best thing to give your enemy is forgiveness: to your opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to a father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; too all men, charity.
Thank you LT for allowing me to use them
She is tracking his life through from 1884 to his death in the 60's.
Currently she is in 'thinking mode' and I have just read her interlude, which is extracts from an old book published in 1892 called 'A Millions Book of Laughter'. The book has a selection of (bad) jokes, recipes, useless (but fascinating facts) and some food for thought.
In this interlude there are a couple of very profound, true words from a time so different to now but would equally apply if we gave them some space in our lives.
This really has made me think
The greatest pleasure of life is love, the greatest treasure is contentment, the greatest luxury is health, the greatest comfort is sleep, and the best medicine is a true friend
In this mad, whirling, selfish, materialistic world these simple truths are all we need. No more searching for the Holy Grail, it is already here within us.
LT has kindly e mailed me some through for inclusion into Random Place.
We often speak about being settled in life; we might as well speak of anchoring in the midst of the Atlantic Ocean
Sincerity is to speak as we think, do as we pretend and profess, to perform and make good what we promise, and really to be what we would seem and appear to be.
Eloquence consists in feeling a truth yourself, and in making those who hear you feel it.
It has been said there are but two things worth living for - to do what is worthy of being written; and to write what is worthy of being done.
Eat slowly and you will not over eat
The best thing to give your enemy is forgiveness: to your opponent, tolerance; to a friend, your heart; to your child, a good example; to a father, deference; to your mother, conduct that will make her proud of you; to yourself, respect; too all men, charity.
Thank you LT for allowing me to use them
Sunday, 15 July 2007
Handy Hint
Quite often when we plan a little weekend trip away we may take some small bottles of beer, lager or the like for our enjoyment and relaxation but upon unpacking we find with horror that we have failed to pack the bottle opener. I found myself in this very same awful situation this weekend.
But don't distress the tops can be gently teased off with a handcuff key
But don't distress the tops can be gently teased off with a handcuff key
Another (random) Place
This is a great place to have a random place of mind ....... Crosby beach, near Liverpool.
Here stand 100 statues which are cast from the artists own image... Anthony Gormley
They span 3km of coast line and wander 1 km off into the Mersey.
My first attempt to meet with these guys was in earlier this year when Sunny came up for a girlie weekend...... the wind was blowing a severe gale and the tide was, how should I say, so high our hair do's got rather more than we had bargained for, the water was lashing wildly over the promenade. As large as these statues are you would be hard pressed to see a hair on their head (ok they don't have hair!)
My second attempt, however, was alot more successful, the tide was on its way out on a strange sunny/rainy/sunny evening.
The statues are tremendous... so Sunny these are for you
Here stand 100 statues which are cast from the artists own image... Anthony Gormley
They span 3km of coast line and wander 1 km off into the Mersey.
My first attempt to meet with these guys was in earlier this year when Sunny came up for a girlie weekend...... the wind was blowing a severe gale and the tide was, how should I say, so high our hair do's got rather more than we had bargained for, the water was lashing wildly over the promenade. As large as these statues are you would be hard pressed to see a hair on their head (ok they don't have hair!)
My second attempt, however, was alot more successful, the tide was on its way out on a strange sunny/rainy/sunny evening.
The statues are tremendous... so Sunny these are for you
What do you call a Gormley statue with a seagull on his head ??
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