Letting off steam

Here goes..

When I began blogging again in February  2025 using Boomer in my handle. ( ‘ Handle’ do people even use that expression anymore?  lol) I knew from the off I was very aware it would limit an audience. Transparency and authenticity are important to me, so I decided to go for it.

Some ladies of my age came forward. Engaged with me and subscribed. I sincerely thank you as it gave me the conviction to continue with my thoughts, to unpack a life and put some things to rest.

Then I got sidelined by the Daily Prompt, which wasn’t such a bad thing. It did what it said on the tin. It gave me a direction, each day I was given stuff to think and write about. Thank you, DP. I will never diss you. You got me up and running.

I appear to have digressed somewhat. The rant……..

What I am struggling with is how the younger generations are spewing out content day after day in online articles. It seems to be constant now how Boomers should live their lives. What we should and shouldn’t wear, which items in our homes they dislike ( because they are old fashioned, duh) even the language and phrases we use. The audacity to chat about times gone by.

What I’d like to say is ‘ Hey pal, you may or not have a long stretch of future ahead, but we do have a rich past to look back on. You’d be so lucky’. You guys didn’t invent festivals. Have you never heard of Woodstock, Isle of Wight, Knebworth, Blackbushe?

We have lived through decades of changing fashions; our clothes, make up, music it was ongoing and constantly changing. It was loud, it was exciting, city nightlife was vibrant.

I do not understand what I choose to  have in my home, what I wear, and what language I choose to use is open for dissection and ridicule by someone whom has yet a life to live, a person of little experience in the world.

An enlightened youngster was heard to say recently,’ I am me’. It is a pleasure to know you, LJ. Somewhere get it.Some don’t.

What really makes me cross is the thought of them getting paid for their hollow opinions. For what amounts to being rude, don’t you think?

This has been a long post, but if you have read thus far, I thank you. Do say something in the comment box; whatever age you are and how you feel about the intergenerational differences that cause friction.

To all Baby Boomerd, Generation X, Millenials, Gen Z, ( Generation Alpha, not yet, obvs) listen up…

In a world where you can be anything, be kind’  Caroline Flack ( 1979~2020)

New kid on the block, not kid per se. Obvs.

Which activities make you lose track of time?

This is my 166th day streak with this new blog and enjoying the Daily Prompt.

Yes, I had been warned by fellow bloggers that the topics do get repeated, but I didn’t expect it to be this fast!

Please tell me, haven’t we been asked to tell how we lose ourselves to time, in the recent past? Do tell.

Today’s pic has nothing to do with the written words here..but I like it!

Anyways, at the risk of repeating myself, I will say playing games on my tablet like Redecor, Zen Word, and Woodle Screw keep me very quiet for a very long time. I do have a life, honest …

The Whisper and the Roar

What bothers you and why?

‘ Bother’ in the English language can be used in several ways. Today, I’ll use it as a verb. A lightweight word. Being bothered by a mosquito or someone talking loudly on their device in a store or out in the street. Just a whisper of a nuisance.

But now I’m going to change the tempo somewhat, going from 0 to 60 in 4 seconds and write about outrage.

What outrages me and why? How long have you got?  There are many things. If you’ve read any of my posts in the past, you may have learnt how most of the world’s leaders outrage me.

It’s Inequality that makes my blood boil. Makes me roar.

In August 2005 Huricanne Katrina hit New Orleans with winds up to 150 miles an hour. The carnage was immense.

At the time, George W. Bush, the President of the Untied States, was into a twenty-nine day holiday on his ranch in Texas. On his way back to Washington on Air Force One, he directed the pilot to fly over the devastation. So he could see. He had chosen not to visit.

The public perception of Bush and the  administration was highly critical, and his political career never really recovered. He was seen as insensitive and neglectful of minorities and the less fortunate. A moral delay. Leadership without empathy.

Approximately 1392 died, half of those aged over 74. Over a million displaced.

Most of those who died were from low income areas. 67% being African Americans.

The flooded streets revealed submerged architecture of poor quality. 40% of the victims had drowned.

There is a lot more to be said about Huricanne Katrina and why inequality made the suffering so much worse, much more prolonged..

But this is simply a blog post about one major incident when inequality was the name of the game.. Inexcusable.

Are you certain?

List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain.

It’s impossible to begin the list without the statesman Benjamin Franklin being at the top.Taken from a letter he wrote in 1789 stating,’ In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes’. His quote has stood the test of time, but I  am sure it had crossed the minds of others before him, though.

I can assure you that the passing of a companion animal is absolutely heartbreaking.

Brazil is the most biodiverse country in the world, with more species of plants, animals, mammals, and fresh water fish than anywhere else on the planet.

Sad that it is, I am also certain I will never get to see Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers in concert, ever again.

Night follows day.

Time and tide wait for no man.                     Geoffrey Chaucer ( ?- 1400)

By 2050 there will be more plastic in the sea than fish.

‘ Life is a succession of lessons which need to be lived to be understood’            Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

The majority of our world leaders are unhinged and without a moral compass.

Adventure v Security

With time on my hands, I thought I’d have a sneaky look at the prompt for tomorrow.

They are asking about adventure v security.

I love reading  what you guys have to say. We’re all so different. Good job, really .. How tiresome it would be if we all felt and experienced the same life?

Off the block, I’m thinking I’ve had enough adventure to last me a lifetime, and this very moment in time, security is sacred.

I may leave it at that. Who knows what tomorrow may bring?

I so welcome you guys dropping in and allowing us to have a chat, leaving your thoughts and comments.

Reflection

I just bumped into a neighbour who knew I’d been on hols for a few days. ‘ I bet it feels like you never went away, now’. She said.

I knew where she was coming from.. but it couldn’t have been further than the truth.

Those days, I felt deeply. The times I shared with such a lovely friend were the absolute best. The most glorious ( and most expensive risotto I’ve ever had in my life – which I was treated to) are not moments to dismiss when your other life kicks back in. In fact, we had three days of ladies who lunch, there was no way she’d let me pay. How amazing is that? To find an authentic soul who wishes to give you the best experience ever. I thank you, Milton.

We had a blast. In the UK, we would say we were ‘spoilt rotten’. But that may not translate well overseas. Take it from me it is a positive.

We are home now, and  the heatwave here is more intense than down on the southwest coast. But hey, I’ll  keep washing those dogs’ blankets and get  the duvet aired daily as long as I can. In a few months’ time, I am sure I will complain that it’s getting a bit chilly. But hey, that’s what islanders do.

Feed the world

If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

After giving this prompt some thought, I came to the decision not to host the party at all. Sure, there are many folk alive and dead I’d like to spend time with, but that’s the thing, hosting a dinner would not be the ideal setting would it?  So that’s that, not happening!

This morning, before I came here to say the gig was cancelled, I read a truly beautiful post where they thought it more humane to feed the hungry. Sir, I salute you. Your entire post was the best!

#WorldFarmingStory

Recharge in Progress..revisited

What do you think gets better with age?
Reflection becomes fuel, not baggage

I can assure you that what doesn’t get better with age is energy levels.

A long car drive home yesterday after a lovely holiday has left me a tad weary around the edges.

But it is a good Daily Prompt and one I wish to  answer. First off, I have to recharge.

I’ll revisit and hope you’ll come by later x

***** The nap was nice but not enough. Maybe I got disconnected from the charger or something. Anyways, on reflection, I think I’ll just allow this prompt sail by. From what you ‘ol timers inform me, they do get repeated now and  again.

So, I will wait for another time to write a post  about the positive aspects of the ageing process, like the love of stillness and quiet, the BS meter, which becomes razor sharp, appreciation of the world around us, despite a handful of muppets put in charge who insist on trying to help the planet implode. How-

My life has been a tapestry

Of rich and royal hue,

An everlasting vision

Of the ever changing view.

A wond’rous woven magic

In bits of blue and gold,

A tapestry to feel and see,

Impossible to hold

Thank you to the wonderful wordsmith Carole King (1942 ~)

Rise and Shine

What time do you go to bed and wake up currently?

I wake up when the dog tells me it is time. If he wants a lie -in, then I get one too. The evenings are pretty much the same game. He’ll walk back and forth to the  foot of the stairs, with his chosen toy clasped tightly in his mouth. Maybe a whimper now and again, but it makes no difference to me what time it is. I can watch Netflix or Prime upstairs or down. #asimplelife