The sun has got it’s hat on,
Hip hip hooray ! J
Hoo-flippin-ray. It’s taken time. Slightly
longer than 119.5 seconds, but, good things come to those who wait!
My first note relates to the subject. I am
British, therefore it is my right to ALWAYS complain about the weather!
Basically, last weekend it was nice. The sun shone, and everyone wore a smile,
and were outside. I predicted that this would be the case, so could handle it
on Saturday. Sunday was the same. Whaaaat? The whole weekend was disrupted by everyone,
enjoying the weather, on ‘MY’ riverside promenade (truthfully, co-owned by me
and a queen). Well, actually…
As you know, I enjoy space, to let my mind
be where it wants be. There was not a free bench along the whole riverside!
Babies screaming. Litter everywhere.
No no no . No!
Not
enough space to let me free my mind!!!
Enough Space
A quick link offering. Definitely a must for
cycling fans, but is also worth a watch to those who can respect the extreme
efforts and goals achieved by one determined human.
Although it seems to me that she has ‘been
around for months’, I only bought the new album of Courtney Barnett, this week.
A very good, Australian, female, solo, guitarist, singer/songwriter. Let your
ears open to the sound…
Wheelchairs
for disabled people ~ no choice
But 'buggies' for very
young and very old ~ optional?
It may be considered controversial of me, in
stating my above note. It disappoints and angers me when I witness ‘buggies’
suffering similar issues to that of a wheelchair user, knowing that they will
claim the same rights as a disabled wheelchair user, but their need for a chair
is questionable. Obviously, I do not mean babies buggies (parents will
encourage walking ASAP). I refer to these older people, who have a choice.
Wheelchairs should not be made a ‘choice’. They should only ever be a
‘necessity’, used only by those who need them. Not for lazy people!
Right, time for some good, ‘depressing’,
beautiful, strong, powerful, emotive music. Cat Power, ‘Werewolf’. An old tune,
but incredibly personal to me. ‘Nobody, no-one, nobody knows my pain’
and another...
The midweek allowed me to reclaim the
riverside! Happy happy happy. J
Calmness, peace, natural beauty, happiness.
Thank you.
As you know, I enjoy offering voluntary work
to both the ‘Kingston Centre for Independent Living’, and ‘Transport for All’.
Fortunately, I often combine work, using it for ‘Kingston Action on Transport’.
I found the basic fact, and turned it into a poster, to be altered depending on
organisation.
I provide a link to an interesting article
‘I got off my chest’ this week.
See ‘that sign’
I am at peace with myself now. I am not
accompanied by a coffee yet, but did you really think I could through typing,
without discussing my drug addiction? I am now able to view myself as a coffee
addict. I have three shots of coffee per day. Roughly, 11am, 4pm, 9pm. This
suffices. No more, no less. Happy.
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