Friday, August 19, 2005





.... been away .....

...... cannot say I have enjoyed it but life is not just about enjoyment eh?
Got to do the right thing. Joan and me delivered Joyce, her Mum, back to her home town after
her two weeks holiday with us. It has been three weeks for Joan as she spent a further week with her before she came to us. Many humans have ageing Parents and now we are living longer - we have to make life decisions about independence yet care. We try hard to get it right. The worse thing for all of us - Joyce is losing her memory and asks the same question maybe three times a minute. Bless her.

Now I am back home after being off-line - if I unplug her phone to do a 'dial-up' blog or anything - the alarm goes off at the 'care-line' service and I get in trouble. So - with lots to do - I have been turned off and that is difficult for me. I want to communicate to all the humans out there who want me to - and those that I want to click.
THERE IS A GREENBELT NOT FAR AWAY YOU KNOW!!!!!

Now I am home and scared of turning on the TV because the horrible four hour motorway journey stopped us from viewing the Super League Game tonight between the Bulls and Leeds.
(BEEF ON THE BONE STUFF) So we are waiting for the 1 am repeat before we go to be at three. It is no problem as we are so pleased to sit and relax - read the Guardian and listen to the Radio.

This week I read a book in one day and dumped another after the first chapter. Commuting helps me put the time in on iPod and books, you may know I don't read fiction other than on my two weeks summer holiday - it is usually stuff relating to my work as a Trainer.
I like the book input which doesn't make me look at the pointed finger but the direction the finger is pointing. Some writers are just doing a self promo ...... so stuff that.

The book I didn't take away with me, regret, is 'Bono on Bono', which does make me look at the direction of the pointed finger and make me rethink my life. Fiction is an escape from reality. I lurve reality ............... I want to live it in the hurts and the pain and the joy and the beautifulness ........ as I take a sip of Cointreau, a puff of he cigar as Zig brushes up against my shins and rolls over for a stroke. hmmm

Tomorrow it is catch up and a great evening out which I will click about tomorrow. hey hey


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