If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?
‘ I wish for you the life you deserve’
In a nutshell
Tag: dailyprompt
Being present
Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
Children and young adults grow and look up and out. Older now and pushing middle years, they have the best of both worlds, looking forward and back…and then we get to where, if they are lucky enough there are lots of happy memories to reflect on, plus a little light ahead for what maybes.
I have regrets, things i wish i had done differently, sure I do. Maybe more than my fair share, tbh. But there you go! I also have happy, crazy, fun, and interesting times to look back on. It is kinda funny ( in a good way). A brief look back isn’t a bad thing. It’s when one dwells there it could become an issue.
For the future, I have silly little dreams, but it’s staying healthy, and mobile is where the reality kicks in.
Planning for the future is not a bad thing, but expecting one? Not so much.
Which brings me neatly to the now. Living each day,still learning, letting go of what no longer matters and being truly grateful.
And in the words of John Lennon (1940~1980)
‘ Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans’
Simply put?
What is the greatest gift someone could give you?
A thought
Oh, and a winning lottery ticket for 30 mil
An education up in smoke
What colleges have you attended?
Colleges? Plural? Yikes WP, really?
Fact is, I took a job straight from school and then attended Day Release to a college in the city.
All was going ok ( a tad bored with it after a year tbh- I had an inkling there was a world to be seen outside of Birmingham) and then I discovered weed and didn’t look back.
That’s not strictly true, in the dark hours unable to sleep, when our mind wanders, I think we all must have moments of ‘what ifs’. But then I let it go.
It’s what you make it
Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you?
So, I’ve been out and about today. Got me a haircut. Play time? Oh yes! Makes me happy. Gemma, my stylist is so talented. I recognise myself in the mirror. Mojo restored.
The thing is, the moment I gave up work, it kicked in. The very second you are a beholder to no one but the lap of the Gods it’s happening
Olympic standard freedom.
Sure, things go pear-shaped, of course they do. A wobble with your health freaks out even the strongest amongst us.
Emotional and mental health are just waiting in the wings, ready for you to make the wrong move. Like chess.
So, maintaining the upper hand is key. There is only you, at the end of the day, to keep yourself on an even keel. Feel you can’t manage it? Please, seek help.
As you will have gathered, if you read any of my posts, I am grateful for small mercies.
Patch has definitely lost a marble along the way, but I’m here for him, big time. Joe, a previous companion, was struck with Cushings. It cost a fortune to keep him comfortable. But I didn’t go anywhere for the last two years of his life.
Why am I telling you this? Playtime is where you find it. Where you make it. I love rocking up here each day. It’s my happy place. I can still have fun at WordPress whilst watching over my best friend. 🐾🐾😍
I’m always here if anyone wants to chat…
2026. The Begining
What are your biggest challenges?
This is Day One of a new year, and I’m looking forward to batting any challenges that come my way into the ether-well, to the best of my ability, that is.
There is usually something there to try us, isn’t there? It’s part of the process.
From reading lots of posts from my fellow bloggers here on WordPress each day, I am reminded just how tricky this living thing can be for you all.
Patch, his health, and well-being may give me grave concern this year. Sometimes, he seems quite frail, and then the next day, he’s a bruiser.
So, I guess as far as I can imagine, the rollercoaster of caring for an elderly dog could be a mammoth challenge this coming year. Not quite as easy to bat that away into the ether as I first suggested…
To those of you lovely people who I haven’t wished the very best for 2026, I do now 💚
Going back to my roots
What makes you feel nostalgic?
Anything connected to Birmingham-the UK’s second city makes me feel nostalgic.
We had such a lively music scene, ‘ town’ was vibrant day and night. I still feel fortunate to have been around to witness and be part of that era.
Hearing a Brummie accent on the radio makes me smile. It gets me every time. Not everyone can hack it, but that’s not my problem.
I love the dry sense of humour unique to the area. They are good people to be around.
The motto of the city is Forward
Some of our muso’s
Roy Wood/Move/Wizzard
Jeff Lynne/ElO
Ozzy Osborne/Sabbath
Steve Winwood/Traffic
Toyah Wilcox
Ruby Turner
Ali Campbell/UB40
Joan Armatrading
Christine Mc Vie
Judas Priest
Duran Duran
Moody Blues
Dexys Midnight Runners
Ocean Colour Scene
The Streets
Spencer Davies Group
Editors
Fine Young Cannibals
Jamelia
Listen to Caroline Flack
What relationships have a positive impact on you?
Thesedays it’s simply easy-going people I like to be around. A sense of humour does it for me, too.
I’ve had more than my share of the difficult, the ones who think they have got away with their passive aggression.
We are all complex souls and act in one way or another for a variety of reasons, I get that. And I blame myself totally for humouring folk in the past who think I fell off a Christmas tree.
My dad provided for us. We lived somewhere nice and were well fed, never cold, and with pleasant family holidays. But I still haven’t worked out why he had kids at all.
I felt us as siblings were just add-ons to the life he led along with his harem. Guilt tripping was rife with four wives( I mean he was married 4 times, lol) and a girlfriend or two thrown in for good measure.
It was constantly difficult for us to navigate our way through and around the characters and their personalities. None of them child friendly. Only my mom, who lived elsewhere, had any warmth.
And it’s warmth that attracts me today, people who give a damn about the world spining out of control, with leaders who should be locked up.
The ones who have compassion and understand how humans really mess with the lives and deaths of animals.
And in the words of Caroline Flack ( 1979~2020)
“In a world where you can be anything, be kind,”
Aston Villa FC and Emily Dickinson
If you started a sports team, what would the colours and mascot be?
If it’s OK with you WP, I’ll simply stick with my original home team. Aston Villa FC. Claret & Blue. Hercules, the lion is the mascot.
..and guess what ? There is space on this page for the words of another. I know some of you are getting to love this poem as much as I already do.
Hope is a Thing with Feathers by Emily Dickinson ( 1830~1886)
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
AI says..The poem uses an extended metaphor comparing abstract hope to a resilient bird that lives in the soul, singing wordlessly but powerfully, sustaining humans through life’s harshest “storms” (gales, chillest land) without ever asking for anything in return, emphasizing hope’s innate, selfless, and persistent nature as a constant, free companion that offers comfort and strength.
and words by W.H.Davies
How have your political views changed over time?
What hasn’t changed is that I find inequality a bitter pill to swallow.
‘World’s top 1% own more wealth than 95% of humanity’ (Oxfam,Sept 2024)
And now WP, with a space left on the page, allow me to fill it with the words of another.
No apologies for posting this again and again,and anyway, I know lots of you love this poem
Leisure, by W.H.Davies (1871~1940)
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
IN THE BOOMER PIGEON HOLE? 
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