Threesome

Bloggers live in an endless variety of places. Having shared the drone footage of my birthplace village, I wandered off looking at more drone imagery. 

Here's a drone video of the suburban area I live in nowadays.The film does not show our house but it takes you from the Banner Cross area right down Ecclesall Road to the Hunter's Bar roundabout. It is all very familiar territory to me and the footage reminds me just how many people live in this district and how tightly packed together many of the houses are. This is an overpopulated country and in our cities the majority of citizens don't get much space:-

Sherwood Park is a suburb of Edmonton, Alberta in Canada. It is where the author of "MyLifeSoFar" resides. She is Nurse Lily or LilyCedar but she has several other pen names. Bloggers may have different reasons for keeping their true identities partly hidden. Sherwood Park is modern and spacious - its growth hardly hindered by past developments. It's very different from my home suburb to the south of the city of Sheffield (pop.584,000). Edmonton is almost twice as big with a population of 981,000.

Finally, we come to the north side of The Sheep's Head Peninsula in south west Ireland. It is somewhere around here that Dave, the author of "Northsider", resides. Perhaps Dave will let us know in the comments that follow this blogpost. The location looks so beautiful but to live in such a place presents special challenges - including the business of accessing basic services such as public transport, healthcare and supermarkets.

If you have found the drone videos interesting, perhaps you might find drone footage of your own city, village or region by searching within YouTube. Why not give it a try?

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A Long Time Dead

I usually listen to LBC Radio when I’m sitting down to my bucket of coffee and now much reduced breakfast , but there seems a lot of shouting everywhere at the moment. Shouting on the tv, on radio, in real life and in blogging, that I’ve turned on classic fm.

To be honest that was all a bit much too and so I’m now sat in silence 

Last night David Sidaris discussed how he was once berated by a woman for talking about vaginas. He made  a simple enough point, for as a fifteen year old aide in a psychiatric hospital he was once witness to a naked 80 year old woman having “ therapy” a scene which would have turned himself gay if he hadn’t been gay already. 

The point of his essay was simple, for when David left the sadness and restrictions of covid lockdown, the complainer’s power was diminished to nothing. 

I get this…covid was poisonous in so many ways 

Last night, a friend phoned. Like me they have just entered their seventh decade and they were feeling it, like I do after two long day shifts. 

They talked about feeling on the last lap of life so to speak, where they needed to do all those things they’d planned to do, before age and illness and covid and the like could stop them.

I recognised this feeling 

That last Hurrah kind of feeling.

“ So what do you want to do ?” I asked.

“I want to see the Sagrada Familia” they said 

Feelings intertwine..they always do. Mortality, and age and real life and post covid lethargy and a sense of a clock ticking…

“So let’s go” I said

And so we are going to see it in July!  

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