27 August 2008

Going camping on Snowdonia this weekend with the middle sis and family. Like mad people.

I have my sleeping bag and airbed which arrived courtesy of Amazon today. Also, my new rucksack and sleeping bag liner from the most excellent and reasonably priced Trespass, which I got at the weekend. Have also pulled out my skiwear which I bought to do an ad on a glacier many eons ago and haven't worn since - I expect it to be chilly and wet this weekend.

Still, it'll build character, if it doesn't kill me first.

22 August 2008

I actually heard someone on the bus own up to the fact that she thought Parisians were from Persia today. I would despair if it didn't make my brain want to explode.

9 August 2008

Hog roast! Now that's an exciting development in East Dulwich market on Northcross Road. There's a man with a stall and a whole sizzling roast pig covered in gorgeous herbs and spices. He slices it before your eyes and serves it with delicious apple sauce, green herby leaves and salty, crispy crackling in a fresh cushiony soft bun.

It was raining so I took my pig bun and sat at the bus stop to savour every little bit.

Ah, the life!

7 August 2008

Today I asked myself the question, 'What would I want to do if money was no object?'

I stopped in my tracks because I couldn't think what. Aside from the usual vague notions of giving some money to family and friends and some to charity, spending more time with family and friends, travelling, learning stuff and generally bumming around, I couldn't think what I really want to do - I mean to make me fulfilled. I guess when you're busy plodding through life, where money is most definitely the object, you forget to ask yourself - what do you WANT to do. I love acting and dancing, it's a release, it's stimulating etc but would it be enough to fulfil me if I didn't have to earn money? I'm not sure.

Anyway, that's my aim, to find out what I want to do...

...and try not to let money worries distract me from doing so.

6 August 2008

Back home for the past week. It's been very hard adjusting to being alone in the flat after nine years with someone. It isn't like we did anything particularly special together all the time but it was just nice to have the presence of another person around or knowing there was someone to share your thoughts with.

I had an EFT session with a nice local practitioner to help me release some of the negative emotions and crap I've been going through. I wasn't sure it was going to work but I do seem to be less weepy. Went through a couple of days of being mopey instead. I guess that's better, if not altogether that proactive. The good thing is I know a bit more about the technique so I can practice on myself when it all becomes a bit much.

Quite excited by the idea of a new choir possibly starting in East Dulwich. Another step to getting back into singing and stuff. If there are any prospective male singers out there, I believe they are short of tenors and basses, so get out there and sign up! Also, any budding musical directors I think would be greatly appreciated.

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