Sometimes…All I Need Is A Vegan Magnum Ice-Cream

Forward, Businessman, Globe, WorldHi….how are you today?

That’s a loaded question isn’t it! But from time to time, it is good to pause and take a breather. We’re all in a right pickle at the moment. Some are feeling up the creek without a paddle. Some are overwhelmed by anxiety and are juggling more than they can manage.

There is a saying…SHARING IS CARING. Each week we take some time to read the SHARE-YOUR-WORLD posts from other bloggers and to work on our own. It’s a good chance to take a breather and think about other members of our human family and what they are going through. As most of you know SHARE-YOUR-WORLD is hosted by Melanie the creator of sparksfromacombustiblemind, who provided us with this week’s questions in the following post:

Watch, Timepiece, Woman, Wearing, WristI am losing track of time. Somehow, I totally forgot that yesterday was a Bank Holiday Monday. It also somehow escaped my notice that the children are starting out back at school today, or at some point this week. I seem to be living in a time warp!

Time! Time can do so much! I spent a very lovely week with family recently and since then I have been in a reflective mood. It started on a sad note, but Jack has helped to steer my reflections. Jack is a prize, an absolute prize and I treasure him. We had some deep conversations with my family and with each other recently. We talked about the potential for harder times ahead and the threat of propaganda.

For over four years I was thoroughly discombobulated because of the damage that started with Jack and I not communicating properly, and was made miserable by a situation that seemed beyond our control to address. But look at the outcome. Look at the complete turn-around in events! To me…the way things worked out with Jack taught me lessons for life. Lessons in endurance and in keeping your hope sharp and bright. Lessons in patience, humility and keeping focused on peace.

There are so many of us who are feeling discombobulated by this year, one way or another. My Dadda said to me last week that there seems to be something eerie in the air…and I don’t think he was talking about the virus. There is a feeling of trepidation, of “what will happen next?” I have lost count of how many people have said to me in conversation that they are uncertain about so many things right now.

I have thought about that a lot and I decided that it is at times of uncertainty that we really need to be absolutely certain about what is good. I feel more passionate than ever about doing what is kind, choosing to do good and not allowing myself to lose my grip on right and true values in times of trouble or propaganda.


Each week, we SHARE-OUR-WORLD…and usually that means we give others a little glimpse of what is going on in our minds, our household and our neck of the woods. But in a way that title is a reminder that we all SHARE the same prime location in this universe as our address. We live on a stunningly  beautiful planet which is being mismanaged. However…many of us also SHARE the same dreams, the same yearnings for a clean earth with thriving happy healthy creatures.

So although times seem uncertain, I am going to try to keep my focus on what I am certain will contribute to a peaceful clean earth that is safe for all living creatures.


What is the last song you sang along to?

I was working on my posts for Jim Adam’s SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY for the next few weeks and one of the songs that I was looking at it…well, I find it kind of emotional.

What was your scariest nightmare about?

Sometimes I am not sure if I am fully asleep or not when I have flashbacks. Is it a flashback or a nightmare? It doesn’t matter. It still has the same effect on me. I will be in bed and it’s dark and I suddenly feel as if I am back there that night in the park. The same terror creep back over me. Because it was a very warm night it is easy for the dark and the temperature in my bedroom to stir those memories. That is frightening because it was a very real event.

Judge, Court, Gavel, AdministrationI don’t have many scary dreams. I don’t watch scary entertainment so my brain does not have much in the way of disturbing images to churn up.

However, I sometimes have a dream that upsets me. I dream I am on trial in a court. No matter how I explain myself, the prosecution twist my words and make me look like the worst person on earth. That horrible feeling of not being believed, of being condemned, people not being willing to see the good in you – it does upset me. In those dreams I can feel my stomach is in knots as I desperately try to defend myself and show how I am being unfairly accused. But nobody believes. They all look at me with hatred.

names.pngMy theory is that during those years when Jack and I were having problems, what upset me the most was the cruel gossip spreading around me. It still shakes me up to think of the horrible names I was called and the lies told about me. People were making me out to be something I was not. I tried to just be me. I tried to be the person I am and hoped that those rumours would fade away, as friends and colleagues who knew the real me poured water on them. But I learnt something that saddens me. People like a sensational story, some salacious secret. It felt as if no matter what I did, no matter how I tried to refute the slander, people still had me on trial…and they judged me guilty of things I would never dream of doing.

And the truth is…deep down, I have still not recovered from that.

Not everyone will understand this, but the one thing that helps me most is thinking about the slander and vicious words that have been spread about our Creator, the maker of this incredible planet we live on. Back at the start of human history, the rightness of his rulership was challenged and it was claimed that humans would be better off ruling themselves. The court case that has been conducted since that day is soon to end.

What food do you crave most often?

Tomatoes, Sun Dried Tomatoes, OilWhen it comes to food, I am rather faddish. I love variety so much. So if I do have a craving, it will be a temporary one. Tomorrow I will not want the same food.

Today I have a craving for sun-dried tomatoes.

When I was up north we made lots of buffet food. I made salads and puddings. But I also served some finn crisps with a scraping of cream cheese. Half of them were topped with smoked salmon, the other half with sundried tomatoes. They disappeared within minutes.

What’s your grossest bug story?

I remember being hugged a lot by people in Ghana. It was gross because we were all dripping with sweat. Sweaty hugs are kind of gross.

Nature, Slowly, Snail, SlimyI think my eyesight is failing. I just re-read the question and realized it said “bug”, not “hug”. Do I have a gross bug story? The only time I get annoyed by bugs is when they are trying to feast on our picnic or garden party buffet! When we were up north, everything had to be in a container with a lid because there were wasps and flies buzzing all over the garden.

I have a really really awful snail story. It was at the home of a woman we were trying to help. She was battling addictions. I remember she bought a box of slug pellets and one evening in a drunken episode, she dropped the box and it split open on the edge of the patio. It may have been a few days after she dropped the slug pellets that I went into the garden to take her rubbish out and found a mound of snails. It made me feel so ill.

I love snails. I think they are such amazing and beautiful creatures and it still upsets me to think of that scene.


Landscape, Trees, Park, Nature, GrassI was feeling blue on Sunday. Jack was worried about me because I had a few tears and I told him there was a sad heavy lump inside me that would not go away. At his encouragement, Jack and I went for a walk that evening and I felt my spirits gradually lift. I am so pleased I live near to beautiful parkland with ancient trees and pretty flower gardens. I am thrilled that those parks were quiet on Sunday evening except for a few smiling families and cheerful dog-walkers.

I am so glad we were out enjoying creation. I am thankful for trees and flowers and fresh breezes. I am so happy we have pretty skies and that there are always ducks on the pond. I am grateful for squirrels and woodpeckers who catch my eye and make me smile.

I am glad that I have someone to share all of that wonder with, someone to put his arm around me when I am a little tearful and I am not sure why. Someone to nudge me to put my boots on and go out for a walk with him. Someone to grasp my hand and kiss the back of my fingers.

Someone to buy me a vegan Magnum ice-cream on the way home. I know right! Isn’t he the best!! Seriously, the vegan ice-cream was the cherry on top of the cake of what Jack did for me on Sunday.

I am deeply deeply appreciative for the miracle of having Jack back in my life. Believe me, sometimes that alone is enough to make me wonder why I ever feel blue or anxious about anything. He is the most wonderful happy ending and I do know I have more than any Disney Princess. But sometimes the world still creeps in and chips at the inner me. Jack knows just what I need to cheer me up. He knows to get me outside and to remind me to breathe in the joy of creation and put out of my mind the trouble that the corrupt system keeps churning out.

When I see the beautiful planet we have been given as our home it convinces me…that we…you and I…have the prospect ahead of living on an earth in much better hands.

“…Let your will take place, as in heaven, also on earth…”

21 thoughts on “Sometimes…All I Need Is A Vegan Magnum Ice-Cream

    1. ❤ ❤ ❤
      I think I have let go of the horrible thing that complete strangers were saying online.
      I am sad about what people who socialised and worked with me said. It's hard to understand because I like them. Many of them were still working with Jack and seeing him regularly (before the social distancing measures lessened that). But the prospect of seeing more of them in the future sometimes makes me nervous. It's something Jack is very mindful of and he has been doing his bit to make sure people know he and I are serious about each other.
      ❤ ❤ ❤

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    1. Jack played me videos from Africa yesterday. Their was footage of the youths he was training and later were running around playing football and later on splashing in a river. It struck me how despite the fact they don’t possess any of the things the Western world thinks are basics they were running around with the most enormous smiles. The looked happier and healthier than most people I pass on the way to work.

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        1. I have started to feel more like a boat trying to sail through turbulent seas and unpredictable winds. I used to be so easily blown about by the strong currents and prevailing winds around me. Now I try to keep my eyes on a goal, a destination. It is hard to plan a direct route because when sailing, we are at the mercy of the waves. But using “tacking” and keeping track of our course, we can make sure we reach our goal, even when we are pushed miles off course.

          Best made PLANS of mice and men….

          However, having a purpose, means that no matter what obstacles or threats, no matter what storm we face, no matter where other people we are headed, we have a destination that inspires us, Sometimes the storm is so bad, we have to drop anchor and hold on for dear life. We may have some storm damage that needs repairing. Then when the storm dies down, we can unfurl the sails and move forward.

          Even when things are not going according to plan…don’t forget that a PURPOSE is superior to a PLAN. Nothing and nobody can interfere with our Creator’s PURPOSE. No matter what obstacle, there is another route. Even if it seems as if we are taking the long way round…we will get there! I know it can make us anxious at times because it can seem baffling and scary…but I’d rather be in a lifeboat than in a sinking ship.

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          1. Very true. In that analogy, I’ve been holding on for dear life for almost two years now, and I can’t repair the storm damage fast enough because more damage keeps happening… and I’m just tired and discouraged from all that for so long.


  1. Good morning Miss Mel!!!! I giggled at your ;misreading……I can almost imagine the look on your face….that tiny thought going ‘ok well now that is a weird question. Grossest hug? Hmmmmm…….’ I for one am notorious for mishearing and misreading things. My mishearing tends to be the most hilarious.
    Re gossip mongers: They are such sad shallow little people. There is so little happiness and fulfillment in their lives that they must look for ways to tear those down who are happy. Also remember that no matter what there are going to be people who do not like you. Or what you do. How you think. What you wear. I have gotten to the point where I do not care. These people do not live your life. They do not live your reality. What they do is look in through the window taking snapshots out of context and running with them. I know this is from the past but if you can change your mindset you may find that it is easier to deal with. You have no understanding nor will you of why these people took such delight in spreading and believing such crap about you. I have become a big believer of it I can do nothing about it I cannot worry about it. (Remember this is only within the last two and a half years that I have been in this place)
    Live your life as you want to.
    Love as you want to.
    Have an awesome day. 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much beautiful lady!!!

      I am a funny bunny sometimes. If you saw my screen you would laugh. I have it at 50% because I am slightly long-sighted, so I prefer the letters to be smaller. Jack can’t read from my laptop because I have everything so small. But in this case, it was so small a “b” looked like a “h”. Lol!!! I remembered a recent question of Melanie’s was asking whether we would prefer to be in an elevator with sweaty men or wet dogs…so I thought she was asking a similar question. But bugs makes more sense.

      I find gossip such a weird thing. I like to think that it is only a small minority who set out to be malicious. I prefer to think that the majority of gossips are actually quite lovable people who don’t understand what they are doing, the damage they are causing in passing something on that is not true.

      I was watching a drama series, filmed in a beautiful location, which is all about a lovable character who starts a storm by gossiping about things she has heard. On the whole it is lighthearted and very funny at times, but it also shows the terrible consequences of gossip. It touched a few raw nerves even though I must say it was a joy to watch:

      Although the words cannot be taken back or erased completely, I still hope that in time a lot of the damage can be healed and that I can work and socialize with people who at one time caused me great injury. 2020 has postponed me having to mix with those people. But I still have the prospect ahead of people who said and listened to and believed very cruel things. I just hope Jack keeps holding my hand throughout it.


      1. Yep. The vegan ice cream game is strong these days. I’ve found a vegan orange/chocolate ice cream and a vegan coconut ice cream and both are to die for 🙂


  2. Thanks Mel for Sharing Your Uplifting World! I needed to read this today, because yesterday I was all ‘moan–y bones’ and feeling quite depressed. You’ve reminded me with those beautiful songs and your words that He is watching out for me. That He suffered far greater than I’ll ever realize. That the Earth is still here and I’m privileged to live in a beautiful piece of it. There are birds and trees and flowers; animals and fish and good things all around. Bless you Mel for the timely reminder!

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    1. After saying goodbye to my wonderful family and returning to London a dark cloud settled over me. I felt like bursting into tears for most of Sunday. I am glad Jack was around to make me think of all the wonderful. There is so much wonderful.

      I live in a part of London where there is a lot of money Melanie. Some of the houses around here are gigantic. We have a celebrity here who bought his home for £15 million. There are a lot of wealthy people here. But while I was away, two shops and one restaurant all closed (they have been closed throughout lockdown but not the estate agents are looking for new tenants). I am not overly worried about the big cheeses who own those businesses (they were all part of huge chains). But I do worry for the people who worked there who will have been made redundant. I am trying not to be overly anxious about the state of the economy. I have always anticipated it would face calamity because it is so corrupt and allows for extremes in wealth and poverty. I just worry about people. I worry about other people becoming overwhelmed with anxiety. I want to hug everyone and invite them to come and share my tiny little nest.

      I think we will feel the pinch in the near future (many of us are already feeling the pinch). Jack is good at trying to lift the weight of the world off my shoulders. It’s funny I have always worked part time and lived simply and I have thrived despite earning not much more than a few thousand pounds a year. I know that you can thrive on very little. But I feel anxious for other people who are anxious. I don’t want them to be overwhelmed.

      I have been to countries where the majority of people have so much less than us, and yet they are thriving.

      And I am so sure that we are seeing the results of man’s rulership, shunning the purpose and guidance of our Creator and I also have every confidence that He can undo the mess and heal people and planet. I just don’t like the thought of people suffering pain and anxiety or them feeling hopeless. I find it distressing.

      Jack was trying to help me see that the things that lift my spirits are there for everyone. I can’t run around giving everyone hugs and giving them motivation to endure through tough times. But our Creator has a spectacular way of giving hugs and motivation – and He is much better at it than I would be! He spent several months out in Africa, and the whole time he had to wash himself and his clothes with a bucket of water – but he was happy! He was very happy and so were the people he was living and working with. He noticed almost as he came back to London that the media perpetuate anxiety and feed fear. So he did encourage me to be careful about how much news I watch or read.

      He is so lovely and he is very caring. I cannot tell you how glad I am that he came back into my life!


  3. I most definitely felt your post. Being hopeful and extremely cautious of everything, while having this weird feeling going on in heart. Such deep love and appreciation for life and relationships but at the same time A total uneasiness and even fear at times. It’s a weird place to be. It’s good you have Jack to help keep you on track, grounded. I know I truly rely on my guy to help me sort out my feelings and remind me of all the positive things in our life and even in our very strange world right now. Our support circles keep us encouraged and thankful… that’s important.
    Also your snail 🐌 story reminded me of when I lived in California. We had them all over the place. There were small but I actually liked them… so much better than a giant June Beetle like I deal with now. I hate them!

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    1. What you say is so very true.
      I think that being isolated emotionally (because of not seeing loved ones for months) sometimes chips at me. Jack is great at helping me reason with myself. He is a a good man, and he is very selfless. He takes a positive view of everything and pretty much everyone. He is so lovely it is beyond me sometimes to show my appreciation for having him in my life.


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