One thing I love about coming to look at blogs from people I have never met, (having seen photos of only a few), mostly unaware of your religious beliefs or political persuasion, and not knowing your wealth or position, is that in some strange way I do know you all.
We are a cross-section of our civilisation, making the same mistakes, regretting them, hoping not to repeat them, and with all the same longings and hope for the future, as generations before us.
There are, no doubt, other groups of people with a quite -different set of references as to how they conduct their lives. We might call these references alien, and maybe they are, but at this time, when a great hope can spring from a tiny event, in an insignificant town in a far-away country, to lowly parents, maybe we can hope that in this coming year we can see or do something which might well turn the tide of history (even in a small way).
A HAPPY SEASON TO THOSE OF ALL BELIEFS, OR NO BELIEFS, AND A HAPPY (IF NOT NECESSARILY VERY-PROSPEROUS) NEW YEAR.
A day of contrasts….
………… firstly with a visit to our business accountant to be quizzed about last year’s figures. It’s a bit like being called-up to the headmaster’s office, with the expected questioning and ticking-off! Had to hasten back to the office to sort out a few questions, and possible mistakes and report back asap.
………….in the evening we had over our neighbours whom we have known for almost 30 years. He recently resigned from his managerial post in a large company, and is now having a sabbatical, before deciding on what he wants to do until retirement. He is obviously enjoying doing very little after a hectic business life, and it is nice to see him so relaxed.
I think I envy him, but maybe it is not in my nature to not work. So it’s back to the grindstone tomorrow as usual!
For twelve weeks, Son has been suffering terrible nerve pains in hands and arms, and it has now just been given a name (it has only once before been seen by one of the specialists, in his professional career!) ……not that that has helped the reality…the pains are still agonising and debilitating. How he has put up so long with it, I don’t know. He admits that he could not live alone with it….you need the presence of human company.
The Consultants have called for another batch of tests and we await the results and their deliberations……with hopefully a rapid and positive answer to this distressing condition. The newest pain-killers seem to be having some effect.
His, and our, friends have been marvellous, with constant phone calls to pass on their thoughts and best wishes.
The best prescription seems to be football……Aberdeen has been playing quite well recently…..maybe it would be possible to get a couple of tickets on the NHS! Only trouble is that they might lose those matches!
“Forty Days and forty nights……….”
“Forty years long was I grieved with this generation…”
“Life begins at forty….”
“When forty winters shall beseige thy brow…..”
“Forty years on, when afar and asunder, parted are those who are singing today” (From the Harrow School Song)…….
Writers seem to feel that something special attaches to the number forty. Any dictionary of quotations will give many references if you care to look them up.
This weekend, the Lady of the House, and I celebrated forty years of marriage, and it doesn’t seem as long as that. Actually I have no real idea what 40 years is like! The passage of such a large amount of time can only be assessed in retrospect, but as the time goes on, you do not have any great sensation of such a time approaching.
Only when such an event comes does it actually hit you that this is a milestone which you will not pass again. You may have acquired more acquaintences but you basic friends stay the same. It has been great fun and as long as health is preserved then we hope to see 50 years…..so here’s to the next ten !!
The health fanatics tell us that we need five pieces of fruit every day for our well-being. But we also maybe need five doses of something else each day for our health……Yesterday we were at Pitlochry with some friends to join in a Songs of Praise….and I think we achieved the five things we needed
- Visiting a beautiful old Church in Blair Atholl
- Travelling in gorgeous countryside
- Good company
- A sing-song of old and new hymns
- Perfect weather
- A ‘light supper’ provided by Holy Trinity Episcopal Church
Oh,dear, that’s six…never mind….That means I can carry one forward to today, now that I’m back at work!
How did your weekend go?