Walking to the shops today I bumped into Clara and her mum from St.W’s primary school (where I volunteer). Clara was smiling from ear to ear as soon as we spotted each other… Continue reading
Posted in education, Everyday life in London, Fun/Humour, Good Life, Looking for the Good, Uncategorized, Volunteering
Tagged distracted parents, education, fun, St. W's Primary, talking to children, Teachers
So…we don’t do extremes, eh? Scotland and parts of the South West are on a Red weather warning (which I understand hasn’t happened before) as Storm Emma from the Atlantic and the Beast from East/Siberia create the perfect storm by mating over the UK and throwing out great armfuls of snowflake and icicle babies…. Continue reading
It’s not so cold in London, just now. Apparently we’re due for a bit of sleet. We live in an old and somewhat draughty Victorian house with cold ceramic-tiled floors…soon to be remedied with underfloor heating.
In the 1940s, after the devastation of the second world war, the British government went to town fixing stuff…and the welfare state was the only logical way to go: (http://www.bbc.co.uk/schools/gcsebitesize/history/mwh/britain/welfarestaterev_print.shtml.).
Posted in Gratitude, Great Britain, London, Looking for the Good, Uncategorized
Tagged education, gratitude, healthcare, London, moderate Britain, National Trust, recycling, welfare state
It’s the end of term at St.W’s primary school (where I volunteer) today…we had a party, and the Yr 2s (6-7 year olds) are very happy and looking forward to Christmas. For some reason there was a pile of Argos shopping catalogues on one of the tables and Kelsey and Carlos were avidly leafing through them and then carefully placed the catalogues in their book bags to take home. Continue reading
Posted in Childhood memories, Everyday life in London, Family, Good Life, Modern life, Uncategorized, Volunteering
Tagged Argos Catalogue, Consumerism, Make do and mend, Modern life, Shopping, St. W's Primary
On Monday this week, my mum and I went on an adventure. She’s 90. She looks after herself and is a very joyous person. Unfortunately, with me as her wheelchair pusher, she was in for a bumpy ride. Continue reading
Posted in Family, Fun/Humour, Life lessons, Talking to strangers, Travel, Uncategorized
Tagged Edinburgh, Elderly parents, getting old, Siblings, The Book of Dust, Train journeys, wheelchair adventures
On arrival in Santiago, I looked out for Anna from Freiburg who I’d met a number of times and we agreed by text to meet later, near the Cathedral. I then spend the next 2 hours queuing to show my Pilgrim’s Credencial and get my Compostela certificate from the Pilgrims Office near the Cathedral…I feel I have graduated. I did it. My lovely leg with healed Achilles tendon (and no blisters) can be relied upon…it really can.
Posted in Achilles Tendon Recovery, Church, Exercise/Walking/Physiotherapy, Fun/Humour, Good Life, Talking to strangers, Travel, Uncategorized
Tagged Camino de Santiago, Camino family, Camino Frances, Fawlty Towers, Spain, Treasure
On arrival in Arzua (only about 40Km left to Santiago!!), I find I am staying in the same place as Priscilla, a 60(?)-something Floridian lady born in Puerto Rico and now living in a 5 bed house, on her own….family fully fledged. Continue reading
Family is not like friends…you don’t choose family…they are just there. Everyone says ‘Hola!’ or Buen Camino! as they pass you on the Camino…you can choose not to engage of course, but if you find you have a common language and are walking in step…it happens. The ones you keep bumping into are, I understand, your Camino family. Continue reading
Among the pilgrims there’s lots of talk about the best way to prevent pain…I’m using boots that feel comfortable and are a size bigger than normal to give sweating/expansion room, plus cushioned socks. Also, apparently baby-soft feet are the thing – no hard skin. Continue reading
Posted in Achilles Tendon Recovery, Exercise/Walking/Physiotherapy, Fun/Humour, Gratitude, Talking to strangers, Travel, Uncategorized
Tagged Camino de Santiago, gratitude, Grief/loss, Royal family, walking