This wasn’t really that difficult, where would I go if I could pause real life?
It would have to be Barcelona, the fact that I go there often is what makes me want to spend a longer period of time there.
I would love for a family to show me round the city and to discover all the places that tourists don’t know.
This is extremely apt at the moment, as we’ve been going through a huge clear out.
I felt that my possessions were owning me, not the other way round and all had become a mental burden as well as a physical oppression in a small house.
So I’ve been looking at everything I own and if I’ve not used it for two years or I get no use or pleasure from it now it goes. Initially boxed in the loft ready for a car boot sale next year as we continue to review our possessions.
One of the biggest problems I have is I love gadgets, Kindle, iPod, iPhone and an iPad mini. These have all gone now as I’ve got the iPhone 6+ and it covers all the bases that those gadgets were used for.
Another big thing is storage, and I’ve just recently (today) received a cracking set of drawers for my fiftieth birthday (also today) and these now have all my small, useful objects in them.
“It’s never a good idea to discuss religion or politics with people you don’t really know.” Agree or disagree?
I want to say disagree, as this can sort out really quickly those cuckoos that you think are reasonable people and invest time and emotions into becoming friends with them. Then later you find that their views on certain important moral points is so far round the compass from you that you cannot believe that this person is the same person you really like and have a laugh with.
I don’t know if it’s been coming across in my writing so far but I’m left-leaning and atheist, neither of which precludes me from accepting and liking people who are not of that ilk.
Tolerance is a great virtue and I have friends of right political leaning and friends who are theists, but the one thing we do share is a respect for each other and a tolerance to accept other people’s beliefs, to a certain extent.
There are some views that are so radical I just cannot see how a person who believes those can be accepted as a functioning member of our society.
Racism, sexism, and any other form of outright bigotry, whether based on a religious or political belief is just wrong, very wrong and no written words can justify any person’s belief and practice in these areas. So if the discussion get’s around to that early you can ensure that you do not associate with bigots and such.
If left to a later date these revelations can really sour a person’s outlook on the human race as bigots are just like the rest of us; eat, love, sleep, work and make friends, so that bigot could be us.
If you could have a guarantee that one, specific person was reading your blog, who would you want that person to be? Why? What do you want to say to them?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us ONE.
It’s been a long day so I though I would wear my photographers hat today – this is from the Sage in Gateshead
“Head to your favourite online news source. Pick an article with a headline that grabs you. Now, write a short story based on the article.”
A long line, snaking along the corridor, and in it Karim was waiting for his turn.
The soldiers were making sure that there was order in the line, Karim knew that nothing untoward would happen here.
They had been waiting for this moment for a long time now, ever since Mohamed Morsi was overthrown by the military.
The line shuffled forward as another person at the front was processed through.
Karim knew that it would be his turn soon as there was only two more in front of him.
Another was processed, this seemed to be getting quicker as the couple at the desk seemed to get used to what they were doing.
It was now Karim’s turn, he knew that the jailers would make his time here difficult for protesting at the military coup and the changes to the society that he and his brotherhood had fought for.
It was now another person’s turn as he was walked through to the cells. It was now another turn at the chance of a non-military government in Egypt, one he would not be part of.
“Explore the room you’re in as if you’re seeing it for the first time. Pretend you know nothing. What do you see? Who is the person who lives there?”
I’m sitting in a small room, two walls are lined with books and objects in bookcases. Another wall is all window and on the little bit of wall there is a large tray with lots of little compartments full of objects. The last wall has a table and drawers set against it, above these are pin boards and white boards.
The main feature of the room seems to be the profusion of books, four large bookcases full of books. Art and art history dominate, then social care and outdoor pursuits, especially walking. There is then a profusion of fiction, but a real mix from historical romance to hard sci-fi.
Also on the shelves and in the type tray on the wall are lots of small objects, ephemera from different walks, souvenirs from holidays and gifts from various people.
Looking in the drawers/filing cabinet they are well organised as well. There is also drawers of art materials and sketch books in various degrees of use.
The people who live here are obviously readers and they read a wide selection of books though the focus is on art and the humanities. They also seem quite sentimental as they have lots of keepsakes and mementos. The room is well organised with different sections for each type of books and the boards for organisation of notes and ideas. They seem to practice lots of different arts and crafts and like to push themselves outside their comfort zone and learn new things.
They do seem to enjoy the outdoors as there are lots of books and personal pictures regarding the outdoors and there are collections of pine cones and stones around the shelves, bringing the outside into the house.
The room is also quite comfortable with a small chair for reading in and low lights, though right now during a bright day the sun shines through the room as it is south facing with no obstructions.
A nice room for living in, for people who like books and comfort.
Which quirky habit annoys you the most, and what quirky habit do you love — in yourself, or others.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us QUIRKY.
I really do know what quirky habit (or pure bad manners!) gets to me the most, it is when people chew with their mouths open. A most vile and villainous quirk, which really should be punishable with death by car crusher…
Now that I’ve got out of the way I know which quirky habit of mine gets on the goat of someone I love, playing with my beard… It distracts her no end 😉
Quirky habits I love, mainly Goths and other Cosplayers, they are brave to put all that out there. What also fascinates me is the amount of effort and planning that goes into each costume and in their meet-ups.