Ducks in a row?

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What’s your dream job?

A dream job would be the one getting up in the morning and ready for work would be exciting..or at least easy, no slog.

Maybe it would showcase abilities, gifts, and passions. Childhood ambitions fullfilled.

Fullfilling, yes, that’s a good word, isn’t it, to describe a job that suits you perfectly? And there we go, another expression ‘ suits you’..The working environment and access to, the life work balance and rewards suit you.

Yep, a few ducks to get in a row there, but I’m guessing it begins with a passion?

If a publisher, editor scout, whomever believed my style of writing was worthy of payment, that would do it for me.

43% of global arms trade is from US

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If you could un-invent something, what would it be?

Some of you lovely bloggers today have said that univenting algorithms would be a good idea. I concede, they certainly mess with people’s heads.

( It did cross my mind.’ I wonder if the covid kids are aware of how much they are being manipulated? There is a lot of pressure on that generation, coming from all sides – another topic for a post, I guess)

My initial thought when I read our DP was to say guns. What an idiot I am, as if taking away firearms would stop people harming each other?

Humans have harmed each other, physically mentally and emotionally from day one, I imagine.

Chinese Taoist Alchemists accidentally discovered gunpowder whilst seeking an elixir for immortality in the 9th century. By the 10th century, they were stuffing bamboo tubes with it and voila! Shooting each other.

In the late 13 century, metal barred firearms came into being, and by the 14th, true gun development was happening.

And here we are

Fur love

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Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

Every animal I have walked with along this path called life, I have loved wholeheartedly.

And yet they have given me more

Sorted

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Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

My email. I love sorting, decluttering, call it what you will,but with a stylists head on. Not an officey kinda thing. So the inbox will need to wait.

Years ago, when I was about to leave a nanny’s job in Saudi. I was given a task, made for me, really.

Sheikh A and his family were moving into a seaside lux apartment, facing a mosque.

I had been there two years’ call to prayer was nothing new, but I didn’t think I could hack the early doors version. Luckily, I was headhunted for a new position in a neighbouring country.

On one particular day, I was given a lovely space in the apartment, which was to be the kids’ play room. All their kit, their toys, books, etc. had literally been collected up and dumped into the containers.

‘ Bring it on’.

I spent several hours doing my thing. Unpacking and arranging. No one had dropped by, so when they did I was soo pleased to read their faces. They were taken aback. I’d excelled myself. The space looked amazing.

I left the next day. Job done.

For the love of dogs

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What is your favorite animal?

In two weeks’ time, it will be a full year since I began this blog. Turning up 356 days straight for the Daily Prompt.

WP, I am pretty sure this is the 3rd time you have asked us our favourite animal

random pic of cute pup

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Sooo, just to clarify, it’s dogs, dogs, and dogs all the way for me. My old boy Patch? I’d be totally lost without him. My companion in life, my rock.

I am passionate about all animals generally, but something about the brown bear..

And the first prize goes to WP

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In what ways do you communicate online?

It really depends on how the mood of the moment takes me. What it is I need or want to achieve at any given time. Much like the rest of the population, I guess.

There are platforms to catch up with old friends, to go to for a smile, for information or advice.

But WordPress is my happy place. Tackling the DP, reading my favourite bloggers’ posts, exchanging a few comments, and finding new writers whose style I understand, it’s all here.

Thank you WP for the space and fellow bloggers and buddies for turning up day after day…. and being you.

Once upon a time, many moons ago

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Think back on your most memorable road trip.

OK. Let’s get this out there. I’m going to tell you about a road trip in a year, probably before your parents were born. There it is. Strange but true, lol. In our defence, we were youngsters at the time.

There were eight of us in three Kombi vans, 4 girls, 4 boys and a little kid, a girl.

VW Kombi

Over 1800 miles one way. That’s a long ol’ stretch for Brits.

We drove through France and Spain and over to Morocco.

Take it as a given, we had a blast.

I can’t remember at what stage of this 3 month trip it was, but our menfolk, were recruited to work as extras on a movie. £20 a day, not to be sniffed at, back then.

The catch being our beautiful surfing hippy lads went off one day and came back minus their gorgeous flowing locks.

Obvs, we girls were thrilled to each be given a fabulous room in a hotel in Agadir for the duration. What a treat!.

I remember the night the boys came back off set. There were two of us crouched down on the balcony waiting to see the returning buses. To say it freaked us out is an understatement they all looked the same.

The film was March or Die with Gene Hackman and Cathrine Deneuve and Terence Hill and directed by Dick Richards.

Our boys had become French Foreign Legionaires. We had new men.

I’ll look through our own pics tomorrow and replace with an original

Words by Christina Rossetti

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Remember me when I am gone away,
         Gone far away into the silent land;
         When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
         You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
         Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
         And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
         For if the darkness and corruption leave
         A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
         Than that you should remember and be sad.

Remember Me by Christina Rossetti 1830~1894

Give me a minute

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What snack would you eat right now?

At this moment in time, I’m not in snack-needed-mode, but thank you, WP.

Coming up to 6.30am on a dark cold January morning, two large coffees in, is enough for now.

Patch can’t quite decide if to get up or not, but I think it’s only heading one way and before I know it he will be giving me three minutes to sort myself before he wants out.

Snacks can wait. Maybe later, if I need something salty to fill a gap I will reach for some olives, something sweet, it will be dates.

Snacking can go two ways. It’s relatively nutrious and fills a gap. Regulating sugar levels  and providing energy during the lows, or else with a life of its own and becoming addictive, stuffing your body with rubbish.

I simply don’t buy cakes, biscuits, crisps or beige food that will speak to me through the kitchen cupboard door. They will have the upper hand, and I find I’m not happy until I have seen them off. Best I don’t put them in temptations way to start with.