There Ain’t No Room For Things To Change

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: HOUSE/ROOM/KITCHEN/SHOWER/ATTIC

It feels so good to have a new album from Adele to enjoy – like a snuggly blanket on a cold evening, like comfort food after a long day at work. I really genuinely am enjoying bother her voice and the relatable sentiments she weaves through her songs. I mean…I think she is sincerely sharing her own journey in her songs, but don’t they tug at your heart strings.

I guess I was looking for an excuse to feature one of her songs that you may possibly have heard a lot of recently – but it is a goodan’. The first single from Adele’s new album “30” has received a very warm reception. “Go Easy On Me” is going to be another long-lasting heartbreak song. I actually really admire Adele for being so generous in digging so deep and capturing so poignantly what so many others have tasted themselves.

I have chosen a recent live performance here, but the original video is at the bottom of this post.

There ain't no gold in this river
That I've been washing my hands in forever
I know there is hope in these waters
But I can't bring myself to swim
When I am drowning in this silence
Baby, let me in

Go easy on me, baby
I was still a child
Didn't get the chance to
Feel the world around me
I had no time to choose what I chose to do
So go easy on me

There ain't no room for things to change
When we are both so deeply stuck in our ways
You can't deny how hard I have tried
I changed who I was to put you both first
But now I give up

Go easy on me, baby
I was still a child
Didn't get the chance to
Feel the world around me
Had no time to choose what I chose to do
So go easy on me

I had good intentions
And the highest hopes
But I know right now
It probably doesn't even show

Go easy on me, baby
I was still a child
I didn't get the chance to
Feel the world around me
I had no time to choose what I chose to do
So go easy on me

Written by: Greg Kurstin and Adele Adkins

Inner Yearnings

There are things I have shelved since the start of the Pandemic. I am sure I am not the only one….and for a variety of reasons. Around thirteen months ago I was able to spend a week with Jack in the Lake District in his new property. We were cleaning it up and making it “livable”.

It was there that Jack asked me to be his wife. I had a paintbrush in my hand….smile.

I have not been back since. Jack has. But oh my, I would love to spend time in the Lakes in the house that Jack bought. I guess it is a future joy.

Nature, Lake, Travel, Exploration, Outdoors, Buttermere

There’s A Party Going On

We’re all slightly confuzzled about recent guidance about parties – the direction is about as clear as mud this past week. But there is one thing we know – BLOGGING PARTIES ARE THE BEST!!!

Fireworks, People, Festival, Night, Wallpaper

This weekend THE BLOGGING PARTY you really need to drop into is on the fantastic blog LIFE’S SO COMPLICATED:

If you have never been to a blogging party, this is the perfect opportunity for you – introduce yourself in the comments and please do leave a link to one of your posts so that other bloggers can visit your site. It’s a fabulous chance to meet other fantastic bloggers.

Here in London it is 11:08pm – perfect time to be partying!!!

Our Working Relationship

I asked Jack if I can have a morning off on Sunday. He seemed very serious when he asked why. In case you are wondering, Jack and I work all day Sunday, and as technically he is my boss, I do need to ask him.

I told Jack, I just really feel I need to have a morning when I don’t have to wake up at the crack of dawn. I just want to have the chance to sleep without setting an alarm.

Bedroom, Bed, Sleep, Pillow, The Room, Bed Linen

I think all week I have suffered after the neighbours crazy party last weekend, when they played music so loud that the sofa and then the bed were vibrating. I put ear plugs in, but they did not succeed in drowning out the music.

Ever since I have just not felt right. My head really suffers when I don’t have enough sleep. So I asked Jack if I could have a late start this Sunday. He asked me a question I was not expecting….he asked if there is any possibility I could be pregnant.

It is really odd when your fiance is your boss – let me tell you!!!

Bewildering Beliefs

Sometimes, out of the blue, comes a lump, a painful lump. It is somewhere between my throat and my chest – sometimes higher, sometimes lower.

A sadness, a sense of mourning. I am not always sure what that sadness is over. There are lots of things that go on in this world that grieve me. But I also know that our future is incredibly bright, and will include healing on a scale hard to comprehend.

Landscape, Fantasy, Night, Darling, Star, Lake

Someone said something to me recently which shocked me. This person is someone I am very fond of and admire. They were expressing their beliefs, and I respect people have beliefs, and they may be very sincerely cherished beliefs, but I was shocked.

I am not going to repeat every word of our conversation but they referred to their beliefs including karma, reincarnation, past lives, pre-destination. I expressed my belief in free will and that we can choose to listen to the wise guidance of our Creator or to ignore it, but we are accountable for our choices, our choices have consequences. We can learn from our mistakes and change our course. I said that I feel as if our Creator is like a loving father who deeply cares about us as we grow, and yearns for us to make wise choices. He takes no pleasure in seeing his creatures suffer, and is deeply hurt when his intelligent creatures choose willfully to do what is wrong.

But what the other person went on to say shocked me. I cannot comprehend it still. Maybe they said it without thinking. Maybe they did not realize the impact of their words towards me.

Basically, they said that the only explanation for horrendous crimes towards innocent women and children – like rape and abuse – must be what they have done in their “past lives”. My jaw dropped. I was so deeply appalled.

It was about a month ago….but it’s been on my mind ever since. Beliefs can steer a person’s life, but they can also shape their outlook on the rest of the world, on what they see on the news or read in the newspapers. Indeed beliefs can have a profound influence on how we act and how we react to injustice, to the suffering of ourselves or others, to the disturbing events in this world.

Everybody Needs Good Neighbours

So…there is this bloke who I keep seeing around.

He looks very much like Rupert Penry-Jones, as pictured on the left here. But it is not Rupert Penry-Jones. I know this chaps’ name. I also know his wife’s name. I know where this bloke works too. No, I am not stalking him, he just happened to be one of my customers once upon a time, and he told me random things about himself (why do people do that?)

The odd thing about him is he always used to pay extra for bells and whistles that were completely unnecessarily. It felt like he was flashing the cash. This is a habit that irritates me, so one day I told him that those extras were rip-off noncities and he was a sucker for falling for them – well words to that effect. He made out as if he did not have to worry about his bank balance. In my mind, I thought to myself – what a silly man!

I saw him and his wife getting out of their car a few weeks later and going up to their apartment. I also know that his employers are right at the top of the financial world. Well….during the Pandemic, they seem to have moved in to a house on the road I live on (this is a hooty tooty sort of area).

Since then, we seem to walk past each other two or three times a week…and just as I recognize him, I think he recognizes me. To me he is the guy who wasted money on nothing. I wonder if to him I am that outspoken annoying woman. I also wonder if he wonders how I can afford to live on this road.

I should not laugh….oh, but for some reason I do!

Truly A Winter Wonderland

Today’s question reminded me of the best holiday I ever had and a very special moment that really moved me:

What is your favourite winter memory?

My favourite winter memory is without doubt our holiday in Sweden. It was truly the holiday of a life time! Although we had no idea how much fun we were going to have. We just flew out there to visit a friend named Jan (pronounced Yan) without having any idea what he had in store for us.

We did so many things that we had never dreamed of. Our friend Jan surprised us every day with something special. I have never had a holiday quite like it.

We went husky sledging up a mountain and warmed our cockles in a hotel at the top which had no electricity, but a huge open fire.

We went go-carting on a frozen lake in Northern Sweden…I ended up skidding way off the track and then driving the wrong way round the track. I just spent the whole time laughing and screaming.

The snow-mobiles our friends took us on in the middle of the night in Northern Sweden – WOW! At midnight he told us we were going to go and empty the bins.  He told us to all get dressed in our ski wear.  We all traipsed outside and stood in the middle of the snow waiting for Jan who had disappeared when suddenly a mighty roar erupted and bright lights. Jan’s friends appeared on their snow mobiles and gave us two hours of the most fun I have ever had in the snow.  The mountain was empty of tourists at night, so they rode all over.  I was screaming with excitement while clinging to the driver with all my might.

This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is hrstgesa.pngI mentioned in a post recently our adventure with the herd of reindeer:

“You Cannot See Because Of The Ice On The Window”

That holiday was amazing.  Our friends gave us the time of our lives.  It was a complete adventure to all of us, especially because all we did was book our flights and arrive, our friend Jan arranged everything for us, all our accommodation, the hospitality we received from his friends and all of the amazing adventures.

But there was one moment I will never ever forget. One of the highlights of our week was the day our friend totally surprised us by arranging for us to go sledging with husky dogs – that was an incredible experience. I keep meaning to write a post about it because there were a couple of very funny things that happened that day. I must remember to start a post so that is in my drafts folder.

The moment that stands out in my mind as spectacular, was when the sun started to rise at around 10am. It is hard to explain how dazzlingly and breath-takingly beautiful the scenery became. Can you use your imagination to picture the snowy landscape starting to sparkle with gold and glitter, and then every colour of the rainbow? I have never seen anything so magnificent in all my life.

I was sitting on the sledge with the sister of our friend who organized our trip. She did not speak English and I did not speak Swedish. But the incredible coincidence that at the same moment we both started to sing in our own language the same song. It is a beautiful song that my mum used to sing to me, about how the skies full of stars and the sun and moon bring glory to the one that made them and reveal His incredible mind. It came into my head, and I sang the words in English because the melody is so lovely. She knew the same melody, but she was singing the words in Swedish. We both started to cry, because although we could not speak with one another, we had the most extraordinary glimpse into each other’s heart at that moment. We hugged each other tightly.

That was a very moving moment. It taught me a lesson I would never forget. Despite speaking and thinking and dreaming and praying in a completely different language – there was the something very special in our hearts and we understood each other perfectly well.

My Weakness For School Supplies

I am careful with my money – well, I have so little I have to be careful. But I realize I have one particular weakness that I need to watch myself with.

It would appear I have an addiction to stationery.

Colour Pencils, Heart, Creativity, Art, School

It started back in my school days. Before we went back to school after the holidays, my Mumma would buy us new pens and pencils for the schoolyear to come. It stirred our enthusiasm for rolling up our sleeves and cracking on with comprehension exercises.

I love the feeling of paperwork being organized and so I have always taken pride in having snazzy files and dividers. I love a well-stocked and tidy stationery supply drawer.

Near to where I work, there are two posh stationery shops….and their window displays are so eye-catching. I am going to try to close my eyes while I walk past them so they don’t put images of gorgeous stationery into my mind that I cannot forget.

There’s Got To Be So Much I Don’t Know

Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: SCHOOL/COLLEGE/EDUCATION/CLASS/DEGREE

Children, India, Education, Classroom

I am sorry but I realized last night I had scheduled the wrong post for the wrong week. It totally flummoxed me having to re-jig my schedule at the last moment. I was also grumpier than it is possible to imagine because someone was shrieking and wailing like….well, like a very drunken karaoke singer next door until late late later than it is polite to keep your next door neighbour awake!

So I really struggled to get into my head into gear. The song I have chosen – at the last minute – does not mention any of the words Jim gave us, but it is essentially about getting an education in life itself – learning about what life really means.

This was a song from my schooldays – and it stuck. Echobelly are the band. There is a video at the bottom of this post showing a live performance of this track. But I have included here the song “Great Things” from their album “On” which I must have listened to hundreds of times. Oh how I loved this album. The girls in my class and I, we sang it and I am sure it fired up our bellies to go out there and live!

Now about offering the sozzled midnight crooner next door some singing lessons.

I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what life is
I wanna know everything
I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what love is
Is it something I do to myself

All is fair in love and war
Or so they say and so the saying goes
But I've seen more broken hearts
Than you can count the bullets in the war

Oh what do I know
There's gotta be so much I don't know

I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what life is
I wanna try everything
I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what love is
Is it something I do to myself, something I do to myself

What is life apart from memories of dreams
And friendships we have known
And it smells of childhood tales
And contemplating clothes that you have worn

Oh what do I know
There's got to be so much I don't know

I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what life is
Is it something I do to myself, something I do to myself

Never wanted many things
Except the chance to learn from my mistakes
Funny how you never learn but
Know them when they come around again

Oh what do I know
There's got to be so much I don't know

I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what life is
I wanna try everything
I wanna do great things
I don't wanna compromise
I wanna know what love is
Is it something I do to myself, something I do to myself
Something you do to yourself

Written by: Sonya Madan and Glen Johansson

I Wonder Where It Is Now

Competition, Game, Interplay, Victory

What is your favourite game or memory involving a game?

My one word reply to today’s prompt is: MONOPOLY!

Why do I like monopoly? It seems contradictory to who I am as a person. In real life, I have no fond feelings at all for the economic system existing today. Greed is disgusting. I profoundly disagree with real-life monopolies and extremes in economic circumstances.

I do not think people should be allowed to become super-rich, while there are super poor people struggling to provide a meagre amount of food for their families. I think the whole economic system is bonkers and grossly inadequate and immoral. And as for all of the pollution and devastation to our planet that big business is responsible for…ugh, it makes me sick.

monopolyBut I have always enjoyed a game of monopoly. It goes on for hours and there is so much opportunity for banter. We have had many hilarious nights with great characters during monopoly games over the years. I relish the chance for a monopoly night with close friends and family, but I do have to be careful who I play with, because over the years I have learnt that some people (including the likes of Goldfinch) take board-games very seriously. In fact I reckon if I played my style with Goldfinch he would end our relationship permanently!! I wrote about this subject in the post below:

Nobody Will Play With Me!

isle of man.jpgI think one of my favourites was in The Isle Of Man. I had recently purchased a travel min-monopoly set. We turned up at the ferry terminal in Douglas only to find that the sea was just too rocky for the Sea-Cat to sail back to Liverpool. Several hours after our scheduled departure, we would all be loaded onto a bigger ferry (The Ben-Me-Cree) that seemed to bob up and down like a cork and made us all feel extremely ill.

travel monopoly.jpgDuring the time we were waiting in the ferry terminal listening out for announcements about how we were going to get back to Liverpool, I decided it could be an opportunity to produce my mini-monopoly set. It drew some interesting characters indeed! There was a young boy who was a brilliant player and kept on rolling the numbers he wanted on the dice (I think he was about eight years, his name I can’t recall – was it Joe? I don’t know). There was my good friend Rick, who had taught me how to cheat. There was a married couple who were very posh, but turned out to be a riot! There was a mother and daughter who decided they would be a team rather than play against each other. We also had an older lady (she was in her seventies who was giggling throughout the game.

playing games while waiting.jpgThat game was so much fun. There was lots of banter and teasing throughout. Rick kept on trying to get Joe to sell him property at scandalous prices. Joe was as hard as steel. Everyone revealed a great humoured personality. I loved it! Because it was clear we were having a great time, we ended up drawing a crowd of spectators, who were clearly wanting either our eight year old or our seventy year old player to win.  Playing monopoly with a group of fellow travellers, some of whom we had only just met – so much fun! I would highly recommend travelling with a mini-game or a pack of cards and being willing to play with strangers if your flight/boat/train is delayed. It definitely makes the time go more quickly.

I wonder where on earth my mini-monopoly set is now?

Learner at Love

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