The Adventure Of A Life-Time

I have a lot of unfinished posts in my drafts folder. I feel I ought to have a spring-clean and decide which I should give up on and which I have the enthusiasm to complete.

Back in August Sarah Elizabeth Moore hosted a writing challenge called The-August-Write-Away. I loved her series of daily questions. I just didn’t have time to complete a post for every single day.

So this is one of the posts that I am really reluctant to give up on:

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I have had many adventures and I am sure there are many ahead.

I have been been so happy with Goldfinch this year…so happy that I want to share a life-time with him. I want to share the adventure of a life-time with him. That won’t be possible I know. But…still it’s nice to dream. So dream I will in this little post.

I have always thought it a wonderful thing to build your own boat – a bit like Gibbs in NCIS. I would love it to be a wooden boat with elegance and stability. With a huge romantic sail!

After we have finished building a boat, Goldfinch and I set sail away into the deep blue. We would have all the time in the world to enjoy our voyage of a life-time.

There would also be plenty of swimming and diving when we were out a sea. We would swim with whales and dolphins and bejewelled fish of every colour. There would be so much to observe and learn in the ocean.

hand in hand.jpgWe would walk hand in hand along many beaches watching the magnificent sunsets. So many perfect days and perfect nights, staring up at the starry heavens.

We would travel to every port and harbour and we would meet the people who lived locally, taste their cuisine, dance to their music, and explore their culture.  We would be meeting members of our human family we had not met before. We would visit every land on the planet.  So much to learn, so much joy.

 There would be no such thing as passports and visas.  Just love!!!

It would be a grand adventure indeed…the adventure of a life-time. It is a wonderful dream I shall hold dear to my heart.

Perhaps, one day I will open my eyes and he will be there…to tell me, all the worrying is over. I have been asleep through momentous changes, but I have woken up in a new era of peace, where there is nothing to fear.

Maybe then we can make a start building our boat in preparation for our grand adventure.

Adventure awaits…no matter what happens in between. I look forward to many a grand adventure. I would love to be able to share those adventures with Goldfinch. But we will have to wait and see.

 

 

A Lorra Lorra Laughs In Liverpool

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By the time I reached Liverpool with some friends who I grew up with, I finally started to feel I was relaxing.  It has been a long time since I have had a two week holiday.  Maybe ten years or so.  Normally I spread out my annual leave and have long weekends or take a random day off because a friend is passing through London and wants to see me.

At first I still had the pent up “places to be, people to see” rush rush mode switched on inside me.  But after a couple of days of realizing how incredibly slow the public transport routes are, I accepted you can’t rush outside of London.  I am not insured to drive anyone’s car at the moment.  In London, I don’t miss having a set of wheels at all. But outside of London, you have to accept a different pace enforced by the schedule of the buses and trains.

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The day in Liverpool was great fun.  We did a bit of a whirlwind tour of some of the locations I was keen to see and then we relaxed with a phenomenal feast in a restaurant up in China Town.

My ear was delighted to hear very strong Liverpool accents again.  I have a few friends in London who grew up in Liverpool but their accent is blending with a southern hue. But hearing raw scouse is fantastic!

If you are a tourist visiting Liverpool, I am more than happy to recommend to you a visit to the Albert Docks.  It was so pleasant to be near the river on a blistering hot day. Walking through the colonnades provided plenty of much needed shade.  There are great museums and a myriad of little shops and cafes.

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This photo came out rather blurry I am afraid.  The boat was just moving so quickly, I found it hard to focus.  It was packed with passengers at their leisure who were waving at us.  It looked so colourful in the sun today gliding along the River Mersey.

We did not take any boat trips today…we had too long a list of other places we wanted to visit.

Liverpool seemed very vibrant and lively today.  I think we were as well.  We laughed so hard, I felt I had a pain developing in my side.  I notice immediately the propensity Liverpool people have to laughter.  They truly like a chuckle and it is so easy to ignite what turns out to be a conversation of pure comedy.

And we were singing, we sang songs we knew off by heart that “The Beatles” were famous for.

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It is so so good wandering around a place that you have been visiting since childhood, arm and arm with friends who you have known since childhood.  To have no time limitation because you are on “holiday” and can explore and play like a child.  Oh we did!

I don’t want to overload you with holiday spam!  But, if you can tolerate a few posts about my travels around the North West of England and North Wales this week…while I am on my hols!  I would love to show you around.  I could do my whole “Tour Guide Barbie” thing and tell you facts and figures that would probably give you more of a laugh than impress you.

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We had a lorra lorra laughs in Liverpool.

 

The Last Person I Would Want To Be Stuck On A Cruise With…And I Will Tell You Exactly Why!

sea catMy sister Mandy is married to a lovely man with a lovely mum.  She is lovely.  Not only is she lovely, she is also a Super-Mum (as I revealed in a post named “Would You Like To Meet The In-Laws?”)

However, she has a problem.  It is a problem that I find difficult to comprehend.  I try to be understanding, sympathetic, compassionate, but frankly it baffles me!  My sister’s mother-in-law is a PANICKER!  In one particular situation she loses all sense of reason and her behaviour is incredibly unpredictable.  Do not be out at sea with this Super-Mum – who knows what might happen?

I first realized this when we took a trip to the Isle-Of-Man (or Mann, I am rather confused about whether it is supposed to have one or two “N”s because everyone seems to think differently.)  I have made that trip many times because we had great friends over there and we thought it a lovely escape for a weekend.

seasickThe Irish Sea can be a rough crossing indeed.  I don’t suffer too much myself with sea-sickness, but I have been on crossings that have been so turbulent that almost everyone had to be out on deck with severe regrets that they had breakfast before they left the house!

But, one thing that has always reassured me when I arrived at Liverpool to set off for the crossing to Douglas, is that the Sea-Cat can only sail when the water is reasonably calm.  If it is too choppy, they have to use a different kind of vessel.  The Sea-Cat (I am no expert in ocean vessels) kind of skims across the surface of the water.  It can only do that when the sea is reasonably calm.  I have been on journeys that were changed due to weather conditions.  Our two hour Sea-Cat crossing was changed to a four hour trip on the “Ben-Me-Cree” which took us to Heysham instead.  Then we had to travel by coach down to Liverpool.  That boat the “Ben-Me-Cree”, it seemed to bob around like a cork in water and we felt the heaving and swaying dramatically.

So turning up at Liverpool Docks on a sunny day with the faintest of breezes and learning the Sea-Cat was definitely running I was a happy bunny.  I like travelling with a group of friends and family members.  We have fun!  This was the first time I had traveled with my brother-in-law’s Super-mum.  She is a lovely lady…but almost from the start she started to show signs of anxiety that I had never seen in her before.

stressedIt became much worse.  There are times when the Sea-Cat seems to slam down onto the water quite forcefully.  She started to become alarmed to an extent I had never seen before.  We all kept telling her that was normal.  But she was not able to accept our reassurances.  She started running around and screaming in panic shouting “We are going to sink!”

Her own family were trying to retrain her, but they were unsuccessful.  A couple of the crew on-board became involved because she was so frantic.  Other passengers just stared in amazement.  I was bewildered.  How could a woman who was normally perfectly rational and capable deteriorate so quickly into this abysmal state of panic?

Her angst only dissipated when we were safe on dry land.  When she had fully recovered she apologised to everyone who had been worried by her state of panic.  Then she told us it was not the first time, or the worst time!  It seems that travelling by water is not advisable in her case.  When they were on vacation in Spain they went out on a hover-croft with a large group of fellow tourists.  The stampede of panic she had caused after she became convinced that the hover-craft had been damaged and they were in danger of imminent cap-sizing was so severe, that she had been formally told by the company running the Hover-craft tours that she would not be allowed back again.

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I do love her as a member of our extended family, and I don’t want to be unkind about her, but I swear, she is the last person on earth I would go on a cruise with!