R's rue

  I went to Dave's funeral today. I knew him for over thirty years. For many of those years he was a regular at my local pub.All his working life was spent with Sheffield Council's Parks and Gardens Department. He even lived in the Victorian park keeper's house by the entrance to one of Sheffield's most popular parks. That is where he and his wife raised their three children. Dave spent all of his working life outdoors and he was not religious in any way so it was fitting that the funeral farewells were said at Apperknowle Natural Burial Ground just beyond the southern limits of this great northern city. It was a beautiful winter's morning with yet more blue sky and sunshine, the air as still as a painting. The view from Apperknowle over the hills of  Derbyshire was so spectacular that I wished I had brought my camera along but of course taking photos at funerals is generally frowned upon. There were around a hundred and fifty people there to say goodbye. His...

  Our Book club is a new one, a spin off of an original 2005 club who has been going strong . I was first into the meeting room, closely followed by a friendly forty something South African Asian chap called Faisal who I liked immediately because he shook my hand, had a big smile and the fact that his dog had ripped apart his book of the month. I showed him my phone case which Roger has chewed only five hours previously, and he nodded knowingly. I think we are going to be firm friends  The rest of the group by chance had all met in the foyer with Alison , our bubbly facilitator and found their seats some ten minutes later. The demographic was much younger and varied than I expected . Out of twenty of us , two thirds were in their twenties and half of those described themselves with the pronoun of “ they” . Apart from Alison there were just three older group members, including myself and so the energy in the room was different than I expected.  One young person d...

  I’m going to an LGBTQ+ Bookclub later. I will blog about it when I get home. The cockerel died this morning as I predicted.  I’ve read my book and drank tea and made chicken dumplings steamed in miso from Going Gently https://ift.tt/9dpuqZA

 Trying to rein  In my thoughts Is one of The hardest things I do  Every day It all  Comes back To the heart Of who Trust Myself Or YOU Lord Help me Cede my desire To control others When it’s difficult To police  My own emotions from R's rue https://ift.tt/EkVvUn3