The ideas

...  at least with the budget time in the end of the month of the months, takes the mind away. The think back in what is absolutely unnecessarily to be a burden ...  when I am away from ... how to approach things in the tackling the time stood still ... areas. And the find of gifts never given ... 

The one minute this ... the next that ... 

The hard decisions to get done and dusted ... I have had enough sleep on it and advice I can get ... To have it done and be in the environments I am used to, The being able to go out and do things again would be a gift in itself ... 

.... Stations of the Cross .... Inside Out ...

... the films from a summer to now ... the laughs with Big Hero 6 

I was offered inside out to watch over the Summer with my family in Crewe only they understood my then aversion to it ...

I have now watched inside out which has a universal rating .... not seeing the warnings labels with no DVD box to see  ... it could do with the extended peril warning ... in the universal sense ... it drags on a bit with the no hope ... but again that is the reality in this subject.... 

By far the films I have enjoyed recently are the other thought provoking with a message, but again the too stressed out life of workings of others creativity in the take of the world around in modern times ... for e.g. The Intern (2015) ... featuring Robert De Niro Anne Hathaway  Rene Russo

I am very cynical now of the moods in overly corny...though  at the same time appreciative of the works in the brilliance of portrayal in message ... especially when they hit the spot in relaying it in its rawness  ... without the frills ... 

Very thought provoking films indeed. And you also need to be in the right frame of mind to watch Stations of the Cross too... especially in subtitles being a German film ... I find the subject matter of interest and miss my frank discussions with my late hubby. I have read a particular truthfully account of how ... I will have to come back to that ... the name has escaped me. 

Immersion in the religions, retreats, speaking in tongues, the all for and against and those who are atheists, and again others words I had in discussions in the summer with my daughter's partner has escaped me tonight. 

And the most capitivating personal experience of all in more recent times was with my own late Dad. He, who right up to his coma in the Spring before he was to pass on in the following autumn ... was an atheist himself. 

What his personal accounts of that time in stark relay to us in that time in a world he had found there into another ... and in the reply to our Mum on that recount while in that coma  ... he retorted  "I can change my mind, can't I " ... That says it all really .... 

Spread seasonal goodwill

from a gift horse in the mouth 

A food hamper parcel consisting of and not limited to ... 

A big bag of pasta 

Jars of various sauces

Porridge oats 

Longlife milk 

Golden caster sugar, not refined

All purpose Flour 

(in a decent packaging)

Oil ...

(which can be used in cake cooking too)

Cocoa or similar 

Tea 

Coffee 

A bar of Chocolate 

(foiled wrapped)

Foil ... 

(useful to cook in if not much cookware)

And for those with no oven 

Microwaveable food items 

And for ease when no fridge 

Drinking chocolate 

Add water version 

Q tea 

Coffee mate 

Etc etc etc 

Only a tad of what I have been on the receiving end in survival until life was sucked out the home 

All with good dates 

And you could packaging them with labels for no fridge, no oven, no microwave... 

And donate to the local church etc etc 

The harvest festival, shoe box from days gone too 

The most importantly much I learned in resourcefulness when no oven, then no fridge and then too weak to use the microwave until death came ! 

Declitter and evolving

in the streamlining of everyday learning in these things ... the on the go of the world in all things ... in this fluttery cluttery situation. It is good to have instant access. This after living with the keeping track of those vital papers etc among the mounds of OCD excess and phobias ...

My daughter eager now after much updating in the ID world. The getting the driving licence that got muddled when strangers came in to en masse a much required clear... sorted ... 

I though am still not ready to get behind the wheel yet... this someone who once would have done the advanced driving had life not gone skew whiff! 

Declitter and evolving

in the streamlining of everyday learning in these things ... the on the go of the world in all things ... in this fluttery cluttery situation. It is good to have instant access. This after living with the keeping track of those vital papers etc among the mounds of OCD excess and phobias ...

My daughter eager now after much updating in the ID world. The getting the driving licence that got muddled when strangers came in to en masse a much required clear... sorted ... 

I though am still not ready to get behind the wheel yet... this someone who once would have done the advanced driving had life not when skew whiff! 

Dilemmas in diffident

an aspect of life long before my current social trust interaction ... It is not given due attention as the other skills also acquired out of the school system ... Thank goodness for the girl guiding movement where I gained a heap of skills including the Lend a hand motto not only in the community, but the world wide interaction with other cultures, being on the sea and so much more etc 

It is not only peer bullying either .. it is those in authority... 

Whilst I was at school one teacher was adamant that my maiden surname was not not what it was, even though it was written down in the lists of registers... ! 

Today the teachers not only scream, but yell too. The more so now caning went out .. 

In my days at school ... 

Our heel, skirt, and hair length was measured in secondary. The PE kit of the unimaginable these days, both in Primary and Secondary education ... it all seems so archaic even now. 

The days of being In a previous generation to mine of being clipped round the ear by a local bobby for scrumping. It still happens in different ways in alter of the supposed ethics of the evolving society of punishment in crime however insignificant 

A lot little less

... yes ... the rumernating into an action plan all in sorts. The sudden bolt upright time of it, I then realise I am in calmer waters in the storm aftermath ... 

The panic to subside into a smoother ride ? 

The times in the still of a night when all is deeply quiet 

A little lot more

the refresh in movement to rid the suss in mess... The tying up of ends. I can never really catch up. I do what I wish. A lesser self appearing in all aspects. Another pair of trousers loosening  up. The alter in much it does feel alien .. but better. The conflicts in the freshness back in light living ... 

I sometimes wonder if I hang on for part feel of the last days ... it was all rather ripped away ... 

Parts too fast; parts too slow ...