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Merry Daze: Flying!
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Sunday, 20 March 2011. Today I've been flying from Biggin Hill, in a light aircraft, flown by Tom, my eldest son. He's training for a private pilot's licence. In the back seat I was two things - silent while he did his thing - and terribly proud. Boy to man. His own man. And a darn sight more focussed and competent than his mother has ever been! Go Tom. Keep being yourself. Posted by merry weather. If your boy wants to do it nows the time. That must have been...
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Merry Daze: International Human Rights Day
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Friday, 10 December 2010. International Human Rights Day. Today is International Human Rights Day. For me this means teamwork. Life isn't a competition. It isn't about the survival of the fittest. It's about all of us: weak and strong. Shoulder to shoulder. Living Together. Speaking and being Heard. Going forwards through Education, Information, Understanding and Choice. I do In all shapes and sizes. I like manners too. And humour. In the bigger picture?
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Merry Daze: A Flash of Spring
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Sunday, 9 January 2011. A Flash of Spring. 19 Days into Winter and hey, today a Flash of Spring. Hooray. I've just tidied my garden after the snow and the ice. Leaves from the park mulched the new plantings very well. I had feared that the old hydrangea in deep shade by the garage was a goner. I've been loathe to go near it until today. After the snow I looked at it and it looked at me. Curtains I sniffed. But no! Soon it'll probably snow once more! Also, on ...
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Merry Daze: There will come a time...
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Tuesday, 8 November 2011. There will come a time. Love Mumfords, love this. Posted by merry weather. This blog maybe out of date, but it lives on, as long as I do. Quietly. Life is good. Life is really short. (And I firmly believe, as I've always told my smallest son - you have to keep laughing or your face withers and your bum drops off. Ahem.). View my complete profile. Free Like a Bird. Antony and the Johnsons Inspire Vento Anima. Jane - Swearing Mother.
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Merry Daze: Love and Respect
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Saturday, 12 June 2010. Robert Chambers - Mutley the Dog. I have put the eulogy I wrote for Rob, that was read out at his funeral, online here:. The blogspot cheeky monkey chatters is a place where I left him a valentine this year). Sadly, his blogs have been removed from the net. Shockingly, I received an email from him last week, stating this. Rob lived alone these last three years. He died but a few days from Divorce Absolute. Words fail me entirely. And w...
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Merry Daze: Something to Look Forward to at last!!
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Saturday, 28 August 2010. Something to Look Forward to at last! But firstly I must mention age. My own -. Anyway, accelerated ageing has made me very slow, possibly calmer too. I no longer worry much, I no longer bellow at the kids (as much! I prioritise. I face life on a does it really matter? Basis Good things are small things. Being together. Laughing. Getting organised. Being in the sunlight - enjoying a book. The list is endless. Posted by merry weather.
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Merry Daze: Volare
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Saturday, 21 May 2011. The Gipsy Kings - my secret soul brothers. Volare, cantare nel blu. To fly, to sing in the blue sky. This song means a lot to me. It's so joyful, it shouts delight in the moment and rejoicing together (and - and - ssh! It always stirs my secret flamenco dancer ambitions. Yes. Two big left feet though. Sigh.). Great times together, of being ourselves and of oh - delight! I do think he would laugh heartily at the irony of today being.
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Merry Daze: Mother's Day
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Often in the mud always looking to the light. Sunday, 14 March 2010. Today I am celebrating my Mum -. And all the warm hugs from the one who taught us to be kind, not to judge, to look past the broken bits and find the best. Who could always see the new shoots. The mighty bonfire digger, foot resting on fork, content in the dusk. Who has always listened thoughtfully to long-winded news of our latest developments, and never judged ( but. Eyebrows only slightly betraying alarm). Posted by merry weather.
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The Little Minx
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Stories for those with a short attention span. Tuesday, January 22, 2008. Once upon a time there was a small girl who grew up on a diet of fairy tales and fables. It was a happy childhood full of imaginative poisoners, granny gobbling wolves, and stupid princesses who got too close to spinning, pricking things. As the small girl got older she searched in vain for the pea under the mattress and realised miserably that there was no such thing as gingerbread houses and no point in continuing to. I was wonde...
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The Little Minx: 6. Stolen away - Mutley Dog
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Stories for those with a short attention span. Tuesday, June 19, 2007. 6 Stolen away - Mutley Dog. 8220;There are eight in front of me, and one behind me! The voice announcing my arrival in the Post Office queue was unfamiliar. A figure in his fifties a black man. A West Indian - in dark glasses, a white stick heralding his blindness. He did not turn his head as I took my place behind him. 8220;There are six in front of me, and three behind me.”. 8220;There are four in front of me and four behind me!