WHOA!!! - an update!

Forget your indicator, around the roundabout, turn off.

WHOA!!!

Right, don’t worry, that didn’t happen. It scares me though that drivers rely on everyone else to guess correctly when they exit a roundabout, at which turning. Fortunately, I know that this is a large problem in Surbiton, and pre-empt the issue by altering my route. Be warned, no-one indicates at the Surbiton station roundabout. It may only be a Surbiton issue, but I doubt it. This may be a much larger issue than I realise, but why, I don’t know. I am only a wheel-chaired pedestrian, but I know that every pedestrian must face this issue. Everyone is a pedestrian. Do all drivers get hypnotised by the art-deco classic of Surbiton Station? I think not. A good, valid distraction but not hypnotic!

‘Patrick, how do always remain so positive?’ I regularly get asked.

I'm happy as I realise that everyone's mood is always relative to themselves (therefore I'm on a winner)!!

I made that note earlier in the week (I am sorry, as it’s a bit self loving). It is true, I know that I may be considered ‘less-fortunate’ than others. I do, however, quickly turn anything into a ‘positive’, realise what I am doing, and like to be able to view everything on the much larger scale. By doing such, we can see that there are negatives AND positives to everything. It is up to us to choose how we focus ourselves.

Right, It is Wimbledon Tennis at the moment. I have been a few times (both pre-accident, and post-accident). Like most of the nation, I get gripped with ‘Wimbledon Fever’ for two weeks, every 52.

Hehe, ‘lucky’, I was, on Monday I was in a café and turned my mobile on to watch BBC’s tennis coverage.

Perfect timing, a match was just about to start. I double checked to see who I was watching. Hmm, a women’s match. Yes ok, it'll make sense to watch this. Who? I couldn’t believe my luck J Mladenovic v Sharapova

Both pictures have captured from my mobile phone (I am well practiced from viewing Eurosport’s cycling coverage on my phone)!

   

It was a good game. Sharapova’s only victory in 2013 Wimbledon.

I have not had to rely on BBC, to capture good pics.  Below are photos taken live, attending Wimbledon, in previous years, with a camera (not a phone)!

Andy Roddick (above) and Maria Kirilenko (below)

Be content. It is so much nicer, to feel content/satisfied. Therefore we are more productive. We can just let fate happen. By constantly having a goal/ target, we aim, we can reach it, but then we just push the goal further away. There is no fun in constantly desiring what we can't have. Be content with yourself.

My next pictures here, are of a mighty tree in ‘Surbiton Crescent’.  I give it the name ‘The Queen of Limbs’ (The King… entitles the latest Radiohead album, named after a similarly sprawling tree, near the bands Oxford home).

Yay, I have made a music reference, so I include a relevant video. ‘Morning, Mr Magpie.’ Glastonbury, two years ago...

... an update. Two notes, that I again forgot to include when typing yesterday.
An instruction, to watch the following video.  As this is important and a rare opportunity, I provide the Dailymotion link as well, incase your YouTube link fails.

http://www.dailymotion.com

I think that the preview screenshot of BigMig, probably gives away what the video subject is. Le ' Grand Depart' est demain. C'est le centenaire Tour de France. Demain!!!!! :)

OK, sorry, excited. Anyway, I want to share a stunning photograph from my colleague, Maria Keskes, of her cat 'Lulu', who is now mother of a very newborn kitten.

:)

an update, next...

I start to type this post early, on Thursday, as I am able to see diary clashes, stopping me from typing later. Publishing, yes, but actually ‘post-writing’ could be problematic.

Anyway, not that you really care about that. I begin.

I thank the two friends that I had dinner out with last Friday. It was only chatting with friends in a restaurant on last Friday did I manage to define how I had predicted and feared that an accident was to befall me whilst cycling...

… I may sound crazy, but I think that subconsciously I had tried to mentally prepare myself for what happened.

I remember loving cycling insurmountably for a large portion of my life. I also remember realising how perfect cycling was for me, but that perfection doesn’t exist. I used to anger myself by considering the possibility that something awful may happen. Whilst cycling, I would consider ‘say something happens, what would be worst, to lose the physical ability of cycling (which I love SO much), or to severely damage my mental strength (which is strong)?’ I would then stop myself thinking like that. Nothing had ever happened before, I always rode safely, nothing would happen.

But then on October 14^th 2006…   

… and so, I continue on Friday afternoon…

My attitude towards cyclists is still one of upmost respect. However there are two types, cyclists (proper cyclists), and then there are bike riders (the vast majority). If there are no problems, respect is given to both. Unfortunately, some bike riders act in such a stupid way, they are asking for fate to throw them a problem. The other day, I was out very close to home when…

…On seeing a bike rider cycling towards me, on the pavement (next door) I act crazy as if I'm out of control of my wheelchair! Alerted, he slows right down!

Some may see it as wrong, and I would argue in this case that ‘two wrongs DO make a right’!

Yesterday (Thursday), was such a bad day of weather. I realise that you all may question me, and my ‘love of rain’! OK, fair enough, I talked like this in previous posts, but …

… The worst part is the calm before the storm

It actually wasn’t that bad yesterday, but the whole day was dull, grey and trying to tell us all, that rain was coming. Booooo! L

Atleast when it is raining, we know that after the rain, comes sun. YAY! J 

....................
... i  forgot! Noooo!!!
I forgot my music note, because it was made separately. As most is discovered, this band was found by myself, on BBC 6music.
Research on the internet showed me that very little of their work is released, but well worth finding out about.

  
Drenge

Ciao Ciao!!!

English.
Don't worry, I am not typing in a latin language...
... (I'd love to be able to but that means learning from a very base knowledge, so no)

I won't bore all to tears (hopefully). I have made hardly any notes this week. I want to share my joy, exclaiming that I have sold five prints! Below, is a shaded image of these pictures.

In order from top, left to right:

- 'Patrick's Vanilla Sky' was a photograph taken in October 2012, of the sky above the River Thames, facing south-west. The image was printed in 3 parts, on three small (20x30cm) boards, which when positioned together, complete the sky.

-'Birds' was developed on a larger board (100x60). The evening photograph  was taken  Thames-side by Kingston, facing back down towards Hampton Court. A good number of birds, allowed for an iconic photograph. Taken in the 12/13 wintertime.

- The first print I sold (by The Press Room), was an enhanced photograph of iconic, art deco classic, Surbiton Station.

-The Olympic Road Race winner, was Dutch World Champion, Marianne Vos, photographed here just before entering Kingston Market Place, in the 2012 Olympic Women's Time Trial.

- Bradley Wiggins was just too fast for everyone, in the 2012 Tour de France, confirming it through his Olympic Time Trial in Kingston.

All images are still available, and can be resized (to suit your wishes),

Please see Naturally Beautiful Normality

I have to update you all. There is no strict 'coffee limit' to follow any more. I was limiting to two per day, but Tuesday, 'forced me to break the rules'. I was bought a coffee, whilst selling some of 'my art', accepted. I was then given a black coffee, before my physiotherapy session (ensuring I was alert), accepted. I then was bought a 'FlatWhite' accompanying lunch with my mum, accepted. OK, I have been very lucky. It allowed me to view the topic sensibly. Coffee is a drug. It is ok, but should be drunk with care!!! 

I failed...but must remain positive!! :)

Helloooo!

I begin to type this post on Thursday. Yes, of course I have failed. However, now I can drink coffee!

My initial note found on my phone, needs an 18+ rating due to coarse language!

Life without coffee is SHIT

Possible but shit

I continue…

Coffee keeps me happy

WHY am I doing this?

I lasted four days. Ten days off, but I tried.

I learnt that I didn’t feel any thirst problems (as I had feared). I was just able to learn for myself, that a coffee can seriously enhance my mood!

Yes coffee helps, but is not the sole cause of a positive mood (a life-changing injury helps!).

Everyone says that they're astonished by my positive attitude   , but I find it a big shame that it takes a life-changing injury for people to think like this

In all seriousness, I am now restricting myself to two coffees per day. This is restriction, but hopefully will affect me in a positive way only.

I often talk about positives and negatives, and the importance of turning everything into a positive. However, too much of anything is bad. Too much of a positive is a negative. ???

Confused?

If ‘X’ is whatever we consider,

We make X too positive … X > 0

Then X-Z = 0

-Z is what we need/get

-Z is a negative

Still confused? Just ask Danilo Diluca (who knows a lot about the problem of tWo positives)!

I move on, I have talked about coffee, cycling. Music, new discovery thanks to 6music are Findlay.

The sun! It has finally arrived.

My next note, states what it means.

I have got through 'that stage', when you feel like you are viewed by everyone as a 'special disabled person in a wheelchair'. Now I am used to it.

I failed in my coffee challenge, by some way, but now I feel that I am creating a similar law of self -restraint.

Alcohol is another drug. I am not banning myself completely, but from now on, when ‘out for a drink’ I will just have one alcoholic drink, if at all.

My reasoning behind all of this restraint, is simple. My brain (control centre), has been injured, damaged, so I do not want to cause more damage to myself by allowing these things affect or damage by brain even further. My mentality is too strong to let them.

Tut tut, now my coffee’s cold!! GGRRRRR! 

Not a rule, an aim...

Hehe, right, many of you may have read the post below. Yesterday, I wrote a rule, telling all that I aim to restrain from coffee intake for two weeks. Perhaps it was an excuse to make a trip to the Bar Italia, for an 'official kick-off'?
No, hehe. It was an aim that I made, knowing the likelihood that I would fail. I now know that there is no way that I will last two-weeks, but one must always aim high...