There will sadly be no monetary legacy I can leave behind…but if I could be remembered, just fleetingly even, for being kind and compassionate…for giving a damn about the planet and the innocent folk and animals who try to live peacefully upon it, then I will have left behind something.
I sometimes find the word ‘ sacrifice’ smacks of martyrdom in today’s world….and I’m not sure what to replace it with….forfeit? forego?
‘ Gave up’. Maybe that works a bit better? It’s still not perfect!
Once upon a time I had a well paid job overseas, a comfortable lifestyle and savings….and then I didn’t, because a Street Dog came into my life and changed everything. My Tony and the foster puppy Joe (who stayed forever) became my focus. My world.
It cost me everything, but I wouldn’t change a thing. That’s not totally true. I do not regret for one second bringing them back to the UK…but I wish I had done things differently.
In the end the young pup stayed by my side for 15 years, with unconditional love and a continuity in my life I knew neither before or since.
I’ll start with watermelon, without a shadow of doubt, is my all time favourite fruit. Cool, crisp, sweet and succulent. Ticks all boxes
Do you remember as a kid at Christmas time dates appearing amongst the fayre? Those white, slim, long boxes with a thick see-through wrapper. Inside were dark, dried.. the strangest of fruit. Grown ups did not encourage us to try and we feared to tread. And there that weird fruit stayed for years. Now I buy them regularly. £5 for a box from the supermarket. Better to dip in and have a couple a day instead of chocolate or biscuits or other snacks that call out our name from the cupboard. Delicious! By far the leader of the pack are Jordanian ones. Yes I am somewhat biased…but they are not all born equal. Jordanian ones are superior, hands down. Soft, succulent and sweet. At the moment the ones in my kitchen are from South Africa and they are doing a grand job of coming second, by choice….
…….. ( Last night my dog was playing with something. Trying to chew it, spitting it out and then throwing it around … I tried to get close to see what he had, but if you know my dog, you will know it’s probably best not to do that!….When he barked momentarily at the Amazon delivery guy at the door, and dropped his fascinating new find, I got to see what it was. A date stone. We are clearly getting value for money here
I’ve not had a custard apple/cherimoya in twenty years, but the memories linger on. Soft, sweet, pulpy …custardy. Lush.
Bananas. Interestingly the one food stuff the price of which never seems to rise. Tasty and filling and containing approximately 9% of our daily potassium requirement. Good to have daily.
It is so hard not to pick one straight from the bunch when you buy some..but washing grapes before consumption is crucial. Bacteria and pesticides ( unless guaranteed organic) lurk in every crevice. Removing the waxy coating and debris will also preserve their shelf life. Black or green they are nutrition dense; vitamins, antioxidants and fibre The only thing to be mindful of is the sugar content.
There is a mango in my fruit bowl….breakfast is served
Hey WordPress, a bit late in the day to be asking about a career plan! And anyways, in the words of the Scottish poet Robert Burns ‘ The best laid plans of mice and men ….’
It certainly wasn’t the last live performance I saw and what was escapes me completely. But going to see Tom Petty and his band play at Wembley in London two nights in a row, March 1992 for the Great Wide Open Tour was simply the best thing ever. Exceptionally vivid and precious memories made there. RIP Tom 💜
I’ve been missing out on all these lovely prompts, over the last week or so. But now with a diagnosis in hand, I should be able to move forward…and get back to do what I love ..