Friday, 17 March 2017

Stats ...

varied and wider now time moves on ... and too much to keep tabs on like some do. Once I was very into stats. The geography beyond without stepping there. The data that supports much. Estonia brings special memories of a special service between two towns one year in Dartford. 

The top many so diverse now depending on the type of blog. The word and image of the popular posts appreciatively interesting. My own daughter who would be biased, finds them of interest. They show facts and life as is, even if slightly not right, wobbly, fuzzy or grammatically errored. It is me to an extent that shows a recovery from the brink and sometimes back again ... with a bounce back stronger each time at times ... 

Wednesday, 15 March 2017

... Plans afoot ...

to extend the boundaries of familiar which is always now horroudous to do ... the flailing no one now sees ... today the patience of Londoners showed how good the manners in most today with some of my ways ... 

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

... A view on waking ...

... one March Monday ... 

... Another county, another time with a cousin ...

.. on the mourn of yet more memories recounted and made ...

A speedy turnaround not used to ... a road trip first on long haul with a daughter 

An evening meal first with a cousin. 

The conversation much in our shared and not  histories of time in Newquay and Paignton with our paternal Grand parents ... 

The legendary cooking of our Granny once again in reminiscing, we have both have never tasted anything like it since ... 

Sunday, 5 March 2017

A birthday week start

With Many dedicated days to various activities. A bit of an assault on the senses on the capital rush hour journey with commuters in a diverse environment...  to travel on a speedy train to the North West of the country ... 

The original plans altered from a home sit to pet sit to going back into the South of the country to pay our respects to a Paternal Uncle ... 

Then a Bon voyage to a daughter. The time to attempt Liverpool or Birmingham or a little nearer in the coming days. 

First to see how the road trip down to an area again not seen in too long impacts on the senses ...  the spiral of time in others continued failings of a fellow human being. A being who died deformed in a personality once popular to a shadow of the former self. A time in disdain from society in the murky waters of undiagnosed psychosis and misunderstandings ...