Just like a river, constantly evolving (that's my cunning plan)

Unfold

Friday Illustration: Unfold

The pleasures of being at home on Monday evening

Carrots - from the archive

Jam

I bought this jam from a shop in Hay-on-Wye [No - I also don't know why the label has 3 rs].

Somewhere else

One of the many lovely sights around Hereford

UK is lovely when mother nature keeps the rain and wind at home but lets the sun out to play. Which was  very much the case when we were in London, Hereford and Hay, Lucky, lucky, us.
 
Lots of ideas floating about in Hay - -the box office people teased us mercilessly about the number of tickets we bought (too many obviously).

I bought more books than planned [but still, a third of what I bought last year].

The program was varied - social order, the legal system, communism, the environment, growing old, cooking, Sudan, cosmic war, people chastising the contrite looking man who received and encouraged the 'lets smear them emails', the financial situation [greedy bankers..yawn], South Africa, Apartheid, English life, traveling, and much much more. Most had something interesting to say.

And then there was a hysterical knitting session and a more serious how to write workshop which G and I attended (we are budding writers with published books!).

My notebook is crammed with notes. I find myself thinking more about the speakers who were/are involved in fighting the injustices in this world. Such strong individuals. How tireless, how courageous, how admirable. 

The pumpkin [and me] in London

Like a river

Perfect weather in England-Wales, May 2009

I was reminded recently, about how we are constantly evolving, influenced by new and different ideas, experiences etc. We are not the person we were X years ago. And we should not define ourselves by our past achievements or woes. I am aware that I should continue to venture out of my comfort zones, actively think about things, set targets to achieve, to have fun, to not be stagnant. To be like a river. I am inspired. Out with the old blog. In with the new.

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I am still not over my jet lag. I have re-organised my flat and got the fridge fixed [well done me!]. I am looking forward to having the cleaner around tomorrow. I went to see Kenji today. Our relationship is flourishing: he treated me to a Salmon sarnie and coffee today for lunch [which he fetched from a cafe] upon hearing about my boozy late night out, sleep deprivation and hunger, Ben the PT was not as sympathetic: I don't blame him - I showed up 10 minutes late for my 7 o'clock appointment and complained about the world spinning whenever I attempted any floor exercises.

It's bloody obvious that I will have to pull up my socks to prepare for the race in July.