Don’t Burst My Bubble


The phone-call I received…it produced a huge swell of hope and relief and gladness in my heart. I guess it is very fragile, very delicate, at the moment. So for lots of reasons, I am going to hold it all within for the moment. If I told my family, if I told my friends, if I wrote about it on WordPress, I expect I would receive many varying opinions. Others, including those who care for me, might want to burst my bubble.

I do realize that I need to keep my head on and stay in control of my emotions. But I know me. I don’t give up hope easily. For years it has weighed on my mind that there was somebody, a person who I loved, with whom I had a rift. The peace between us was disturbed.  I have pushed on with life, with a heavy burden on my heart.

And now…there is an exquisite rainbow coloured bubble hovering in my heart that has lifted it, lifted me, and I am frightened that if I share it with everyone who knows me, there will be some who will try to burst it.


This was my post in response to FANDANGO’S FLASH FICTION CHALLENGE:


My Very Own Romantic Story

rememberingBack in May, I started planning ahead to keep my blog ticking over while I was travelling in Australia. Throughout the summer months I re-published many of my posts about Goldfinch. One a day Monday – Friday 05:58am. Yesterday was the last post I had scheduled to be published.

I hope you have enjoyed having a reminder of the romance that developed during 2018, which caused me great happiness. I think I have enjoyed reading these posts again more than anyone! Last year when I wrote and published those posts, I was just living and writing without too much thought about how comforting those posts would be later. Reading them back, it reads like my very own romantic story, starring Caramel and Goldfinch.

romantic life.jpgI am so glad that Goldfinch walked into my life one night October 2017. I have become such a hopeless romantic since I met him! I have loved every moment with him. It’s changed me from someone who was scared of men (after the night I was attacked four years ago), to being someone who loves being wrapped up in the arms of the man she loves, someone who is smitten with romance and loveliness. Someone who is more comfortable with trust and sentimental decisions. Someone who enjoys being vulnerable in the arms of a man who is so much stronger.

I love him. It’s not a perfect situation as you know. But I am so happy and grateful for all I have enjoyed with him! I would love to spend the rest of my life with him. I can’t allow myself to hope for that. Those 10,1000 miles are going to cause our relationship to weaken over time. I know it. Still…broadband permitting, I will continue to make the  most of and appreciate my romance with a very gorgeous, very wonderful man.

Cyranny Has Nominated Me For The Mystery Blogger Award

I have received a nomination from Cyranny (forgive me, I don’t know if that’s your real name), the creator of Cyranny’s Cove for THE MYSTERY BLOGGER AWARD, as you can see from the fabulous post below:

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What is the Mystery Blogger Award?

“Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging; and they do it with so much love and passion. – Okoto Enigma


  1. Put the award logo/image on your blog
  2. List the rules
  3. Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog – THANK YOU CYRANNY!
  4. Answer the questions from the blogger who nominated you
  5. Mention the creator of the award and provide a link as well
  6. Tell your readers 3 things about yourself
  7. You have to nominate 10 – 20 people
  8. Notify your nominees by commenting on their blog
  9. Ask your nominees any 5 questions of your choice; with one weird or funny question (specify)
  10. Share a link to your best post(s)

Three Things About Me

What do you want to know??? I am running out of new things I can tell you because I have done so many of these award posts.

I think that going out to Australia has helped me to break my addiction to mayonnaise. I was in the very bad habit of adding it to almost every meal at home. But I have not had any mayonnaise for two months now – which is great! Well, maybe not so great for Hellmanns.

sailing into sunsetMy dream is to build a boat (with the man I love) and sail around the world as slowly as possible – immersing ourselves in the local communities wherever we travel, making friends (members of our wonderful human family) and exploring their cuisine, music, culture.

I don’t like living alone. I grew up in a large family (I am one of seven children). I lived on my own for two years in Berkshire and I have lived on my own here for two and a half years. Too long. I thrive with people around me. Living alone is not something I enjoy. However, when I hear of the stories and situations some of my friends and colleagues have with strange  or difficult housemates, I try to remember that if I was living with the wrong people, I may really struggle.

Questions From Cyranny

(Although Cyranny has given us the questions she received from Suzi from My Colourful Life)

What is the weirdest thing that has happened to you?

The weirdest thing? Oooooh. Lots of weird things have happened. Most seemed weird at the time, but were less weird when someone explained their actions.

The first one is this: I SHARED A TAXI WITH A UNICORN – from Bath (near Bristol) all the way to London, after our train was cancelled. Neither the unicorn or myself paid the fare. It was all covered by the rail company. And…the unicorn and I had a conversation in Chinese Mandarin. Now please do not roll your eyes at me. I answered the question didn’t I!

The second weird thing is as follows:

-E7Some years ago I was in Monte Carlo.  I was visiting the palace and ended up straying from the group of tourists I was with and wandering into an area where I was presented with a glass of champagne. Friendly old me started chatting with a couple of people around my age.  After a while, I decided to leave the group and go and find where my mum had disappeared to.

As I stepped out onto the pavement a few people who I believe were speaking German ran up to me and started babbling at me.  I could not understand them at all.  But they were taking photographs of me and all seemed rather excited.  The group of people who were gathering around me started to grow and cameras were all pointed at me.  To be honest I found it rather intimidating. Then I spotted my mum through the crowd laughing at me and looking as bewildered as I was.  I pushed my way through everyone to reach my mum and asked her if we could go somewhere less crowded.

I have no idea why scores of people were excited to see me and were taking photographs.  It was weird.  I have asked every German friend I have if I resemble any well known German celebrities.

What is your biggest accomplishment?

I was one of a very small number of women to be assigned as a full-time international volunteer. They say it’s tougher than joining the marines.

I longed to become a full-time international volunteer. I had met many who were. But I was given a very realistic description of the challenges that are involved in that role. The accommodation is very basic and modest – well small, very small. There is a a strict schedule and volunteers are often required to work “over-time”. There can be challenges when sharing kitchen and bathroom areas with other volunteers who come from different backgrounds and cultures. The physical demands and difficulties in the various challenging assignments can be exhausting. And for everything you do you receive food and lodgings but no wages. I am pretty sure the marines are paid some kind of salary.

construction clothesFor many reasons, the number of single men vastly outweighs the number of single women. There are many many part-time roles for women, but the role of a full-time international volunteer is so tough, that it is normally only men who are invited to take up this role. The physical, emotional, mental tests they put you under are designed to reveal if you really can take on a self-sacrificing role and if you really can be sent anywhere in the world and adapt to any way of living. Many men cannot hack it. Yet in general, they are more likely to endure and remain in this role for longer.

It was astonishing when I finally was invited after almost fourteen years of giving on average twenty hours every week to voluntary projects all over the country.

What are you most proud of?


I am proud of all the time I have spent as a volunteer. I am proud I have had the chance to work with some amazing people. I am proud of the projects I have been part of. I am proud that I have not been paid any money for any of that work, and yet it was more important than any paid employment. I feel as if I have really lived.

(Weird/funny)  If you were to be arrested, what would it be for?

Well…I hope it would be a wonderful thing.

I have read about people who were imprisoned, not due to to some immoral heinous act, but because they could not go along with what they knew was wrong. I have read the stories of others who were executed for their courageous stand for right. Their conscience objected to something a government required. I have met German conscientious objectors who refused to perform the Nazi salute (that infamous expression “heil Hitler” became mandatory for German citizens when he was in power). They were in their eighties mostly when I met them, but they had they had that sparkle in their eye that comes with a clean conscience.

I am really in awe of those who are not swept up in the heat of propaganda, not easily swayed by popular opinion. Those who have their eyes fixed on what is right and true and will not compromise their integrity. Quiet, peaceful, ordinary people made into superheros by remarkable courage.

Yes they may have been afraid. They may have been scorned or punished by others. But they knew there are some things more important than fear. I am so impressed by those who have immense conviction and quietly and respectfully hold their ground on matters which put their beliefs to the test.

I hope that if I am ever confronted with a situation like that, I have the courage to refuse to do what I know is wrong, even when threatened with arrest and imprisonment (or worse.)

(Shameless self-promotion)  Would you like to be featured as part of my Saturday Shout Out series?

This is new to me. Saturday Shout Outs sound like a great idea. I am going to head over to the link provided and find out all about it! If you want to read all about Saturday Shout Outs, head on over to My Colourful Life, created by Suzi Trench:

Questions For My Nominees

  1. Do your friends and family know about your blog? Do they read your posts?
  2. Have you ever been mistaken for someone else leading to a embarrassing situation?
  3. Do you speak any other languages?
  4. If I invited you over for dinner, what would you like me to cook or bake for you?
  5. What would be the first song you would choose to sing in a karaoke party or contest? (if you don’t already, imagine you have a perfect voice and lots of confidence)

My Nominees