Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?
I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.
That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.
Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .
I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact
I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.
I write poetry to expand and please the mind
I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.
I write because that’s who I am.
Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
Some time has passed since we last spoke, for that I am extremely sorry. I have not been in the mood to write, if I am to be honest I am not sure where I have been or what my mind has been doing, it has been on a magical mystery tour without me. Anyway this popped up about my ideal home, well how could I not share this with you!
Firstly I live in two worlds and the one I know the best is inside my head . When writing ✍🏽 it is a retreat for me, and it comes from something said when I was young. Overhearing an adult saying that I had my head in the clouds I started constructing my own castle in the clouds.
This castle has never changed in its design and is to be honest basic except for the book collection which covers 50% of the castle walls with a ladder that encircles all of the bookcases on a track.
I sit on this huge window ledge writing , painting and sewing happy and in peace.If it’s cold there is a roaring fire in a magnificent fireplace , if warm the window is open and I hear birds singing.
It reminds me of certain Disney films and some fairytales but not in cartoon form. All I can say it’s there I go when looking for ideas , peace, escapism.
Here in the real physical, actual world, oh I have a dream don’t we all? To live in the perfect house suitable for my needs that would be a wow.
My bungalow.
Here I go firstly a bungalow, but not a small one on a housing estate. I dream of having one that allows my wheelchair to go through the front door, wide spacious entrance hall, with a large living room to display my collectibles. Then a good sized kitchen/dining room that hopefully leads to a nice garden 🪴 patio area. All has to be wheelchair accessible as the time may come when I need the wheelchair more. Two Bedrooms, mine having an en-suite wet room/bathroom, plus walk in closet, again plenty of room to get about. The second bedroom decent size not that I anticipate guests just maybe my granddaughter occasionally.
My Libraryt
Then my pièce de résistance would be my library/ office, floor to ceiling custom built book cases with glass doors to protect the books from dust. Every subject I can think of and years of collecting rare and old books. It would just be fitting to see them in the best setting I can give them. My desk old and marked but perfect for me with its leather inlay, my pc 🖥️ on another desk with printers lying silent. The bungalow is ready to move in clean and fresh
Oh I nearly forgot in the back garden is a rather large shed but when you step inside it is a a hobby shop or craft room whatever you want to call it. All my paints and transfers are waiting for me in there
A walkway joins my chalet/bungalow to my workshop and the borders are made up of fragrant herbs, as you go down it.
A pergola covers the patio ready to provide shade in the sun. This peaceful haven is just a short wheelchair from a quaint village that has everything needed including company, not that I seek company too often. My rules change living there, if out in the village having a coffee or working on a painting or most importantly writing no mobile phone allowed, I lived without it for many years and now the thing rules my life. So my ideal dream home has a sign
Visitors please don’t bring your phones in here, they seriously damage our conversation.
I guess we all dream and dreams hurt no one, for now I give thanks I have a roof over my head and space to move. I am slowly working towards turning my home into my castle and bungalow combination, so it could be said I am living the best of two worlds in one.
Stay safe, stay happy, smile on my friends
Till we meet again
Adiós 👋 Hwyl 👋Auiho 👋 Salut,👋 Au revoir 👋Auf Wiedersehen 👋Arrivederci 👋Zàijiàn 👋 Sayōnara 👋Annyeong 👋. Do svidaniya 👋 bye🤗
Apologies if I have misspelled or missed your language out I just picked a random amount so I could say bye to all
How are things with you today, how is life treating you, please tell me you are wearing a smile 😀 I am sending them out every day for free. They cure so many issues try one on, did you know truly one size fits all.
So here we are talking about these random things and here comes another conversation starter, that’s if you have someone to talk to, so ok you have guessed it I don’t so I talk to you my friend . Random because I could actually be talking to myself. Then again that would be nothing new for me. I have talked to myself through marriages(well that’s how it felt), bringing the children up(we all know what kids are like, yes mum, of course mum, out of sight, what does she know) and it has become a habit now I am alone. Sorry I am digressing from my initial conversation, oops.
So I can sense time passing around me but I am in a bubble an it feels fantastic when doing anything creative constructive or art anything like that. But top of my away with the fairy’s where time does not exist, give me a good book and I happily will stay curled up and read cover to cover and breathe of course. You could call it my Perfect Time Machine, well I can move anywhere in space time and realities in a book and when I take my head out of it, I have moved further forward in time,
“But meanwhile, time flies; it flies never to be regained.” –Virgil
Ok so I am a day late with posting this probably because I fell asleep before I could press post
I just wanted to say you look good today. No don’t shake your head you are looking good. Don’t give me the I’m to old or skinny, rotund or haven’t got me teeth in, whatever excuse you are going to think of I am telling you that I think you look amazing. Please keep that in mind and, hang on 👣👣👣👣👣👣👣 ok I’m back can you catch this
That’s it, my bucket 🪣 of smiles, take a handful for yourself and share them out, give a smile to a stranger that you meet, it maybe the only friendly gesture on their street. Share those smiles far and wide, I always make many more, actually a fresh batch every day, I can find and post the recipe another day.
Ah that leads me to what bothers me the most, right here and now, in 2025, without being political because I could kick up a storm there. No I promised myself to be a better person in, err, starting, um, err, July 2025 .
What bothers me the most here and now is how little happiness is found in the United Kingdom 🇬🇧. Even during war time people pulled together and helped one another out. Ok not everyone but a percentage of the population got together. Now people have lost all ability to socialise and enjoy themselves hooked on mobile phones. It’s a sad place to live when schools are so concerned about safeguarding the wrong things that actual bullying goes unseen. When children can’t talk about their heritage because the British heritage is seen as not part of multi cultural. Our pensioners are concerned about their future with every government statement All this bothers me because our country is a sad place to live, NOW.
All I would love to do is share smiles to those that need them, what’s a disabled dizzy diva to do
Non of this is intended to cause upset to anyone this is just what bothers me
It’s been a strange week full of nothingness, seriously a week where nothing has affected my thoughts or emotions, I have just literally just glided through this week with little to no recollection to what I have done, said, or felt. It is almost like I have dreamt this week away, I have checked with people and they say I have appeared normal(well they obviously don’t know me that well). So oh well another week added onto my age with nothing achieved.
Leading nicely to my next piece, when I was younger all I could think was older people that included 35+ yrs were past it for anything but sleeping, snoring, passing wind and asking if you had clean underwear on in case you got hit by a bus( must have been a thing when I was growing up) hated to say to Nan they wouldn’t be clean for long if I got hit by a bus 🤭.
Now I am a lady with 59 yrs of earth experiences I can give you a few examples of things that get better with age
Sex, if you relax like and want it
Outlook on life, you should have had enough experience to be able to inwardly think, that doesn’t need to affect me so let it go
Sex you know what you like so don’t settle for second best
Your kids grow up and leave home. Now when you are younger you think oh my babies no I don’t want them to grow up – trust me you do – when they leave and your home becomes your home, you love their visits but as you get older you love the peace.
Finally Sex . Some people think as you age it is taboo. Off the table, no it is better than ever because you don’t have all those hang ups from before ,
You are an amazing creation just go through life from beginning to end and celebrate every new experience and learn from it. For with age generally comes wisdom, maybe not with everyone, in the majority of cases.
Nothing I write is ever meant to offend anyone, whatever I write is my own thoughts, findings or experiences I will let you decide which is which and what is what
Have a wonderful life because we have no idea what time we will have on this spinning sphere in a vast universe of darkness.
I just try to live each day as if it was my last therefore every day is a fairly good day
Hello again, Hola!, Bonjour, Hallo, Konnichiwa, Olá, Hei, Marhaba, Salām, Dia dhuit, Guten tag, Geia, Aloha, Namaste, Bongu, Ya’at’eeh, Helo, and hi in just a smattering of languages from all around the world, I apologise if I have missed a particular country but with over 100 ways to say hello in different places throughout the world, it would take me a while.
The thought process behind all those hellos was to do with my future. You never know who, what, where anything could happen to you. Our future is just like an hour glass, shifting sand beneath our feet. You either fight against the moving sand and live an interesting life of adventure or let the sands of time just pull you along till you are gone.
This is what I am most excited about in my future the unpredictability of life, the challenges that are ahead. I am making no plans because the best laid plans are always there to be tripped up or broken. My life is about waking every morning with a smile and being thankful for the new day I have, for all the people I might get the opportunity to say Hello to. That is what I am excited in my future, anything else that happens is a bonus.
Life is what I am excited about in the future, because without precious life there is no future.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” – Oscar Wilde
I never think of the future – it comes soon enough
Stay happy my friends if you find that hard , then look around you everyone is trying to work this game of life out and the first step is be happy, pass it on
What absolutely amazing thing to contemplate answering. What is my favourite thing about myself? I have laughed so much over this question Thank goodness I came back this morning to complete this note and post it.
So to the point, in a round about way, I can say without a doubt, hand on heart it is not my amazing model like figure, well I do look like a triple bellied Hippo, in a pink tutu. Very much like the Disney Fantasia movie.
Hyacinth from Disneys Fantasia
My voice ? No , oh boy, although I would make money being paid to not sing 🎶, I am of just slightly above average intelligence, not anything to make a fuss about. I have been less abled for 15yrs so definitely not that.
How very true
I write a lot about many things hoping one day to finish one particular piece as a book. Now I had been read through this chuckling to myself, when I realised that was my favourite thing about myself , my humour, my ability to turn any situation thrown at me and find a funny side and not let it bring me down. Oh it used to, but like a switch that had been flipped, it became- oh dearthis woman has had enough rubbish to deal with . Time to change
If I can laugh at my own writing and make a few others laugh. 🤭 plus I think I missed my calling as a sit down comedian, come on whoever heard of a stand up comedian who couldn’t stand, so I would have been a sit-down.
So there is my favourite thing about myself ⭐️ My humour ⭐️
Oh and that that my heart though still metaphorically shattered, still beats, therefore I am grateful to be alive 🫀
A legacy – the long-lasting impact of particular events, actions, etc. that took place in the past, or of a person’s life ( copied from Oxford Language Dictionary)
B legacy- an amount of money or property left to someone in a will.
So I am aware of what I would like to leave as my legacy the only issue is, no matter how you go about things someone will always find a reason to put you down. Now ok I will be gone my physical body reduced to dust so why am I thinking about it because I had hoped in death I would have received better than I did in life.
So I am hoping that my written words will have an impact, a glimpse into the world of me. The words no one listened to, a poignant glimpse into the trials of who I was and survival. The comedy of life and observation of the world around me.
The other part of my legacy is my children and grandchildren to carry on their hard work. To carry forth love and laughter out onto this world
I have been absent, for that please accept my apologies and let us move forward in life.
This looks like a fun exercise list five things I do for fun !! !! !! !! !! !! !! – maybe it was a little more difficult than I thought. In my pre less-abled diva days I would have listed 5 and 5 more just for fun. Now I just do things to get through the day.
Oh no you don’t, this is no pity party, this is my brain trying to kickstart its dusty motor a little .
Here we go
I write, it’s therapeutic for me, don’t care if it never gets read I am happy with it. I find my mind whirling and ideas flash, next I am away in a story and calm as can be. Ray Bradbury: “Just write every day of your life. Read intensely. Then see what happens
Reading, a good book can transport you anytime, anyplace, any part of the imagination. A book can be an amazing friend. The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” – Dr. Seuss
Messing with paint, now I can’t paint in the conventional terms but I love the paint flow and ebb colour mix’s etc so I have fun with paint and canvas. Painting is just another way of keeping a diary: — Pablo Picasso
Craft work, sewing, crochet, knitting, model making and on it goes. “Crafting is a way to make something out of nothing.” – Anon
Meditation, well this keeps me grounded, sane, helps with pain and really is calming. Not that good at selling an idea but that’s the general idea for me. My only problem if I become to calm of an evening meditating I make sure I am on my bed, I have been known to wake up the following morning. All I can say is I needed that sleep. Sleep is the best meditation.” – Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama
So my boring five keep me almost sane and yep definitely 👍🏻 alive
To be asked what is my mission? I am assuming it means my purpose in life, my reason for being, my calling in life.
Well after great thought and a deep soul searching which took an awful long time, I think I have an answer.
So it took me thirty seconds and the answer was there, my mission in life is to make people SMILE
I haven’t been doing a very good job recently as I seem to have lost my way a little but this question was like a push back into line to resume spreading smiles for they travel many miles .
One of my many poems about smiling and smiles, my problem was I listened to those that dislike me and his my work away, but I have since found that some of my poems have been used from nursery schools to abuse centres to help some people and make others smile.
So now I shall continue my mission.
Smile my friend it could be the best thing you could pass to an another person and it gives your face a workout.
Bucket of Smiles 