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- One Thing I Learned Recently
“There’s always someone worse off than yourself.”
We all like to bemoan our lot in life, and none more so than me … on occasion. But if we stop from time to time, and take a good look at the world around us, we’ll all see that on the whole, we have very little to complain about.
We took our infant son to Great Ormond Street Hospital yesterday because he has congenital cataracts in both eyes. We both felt pretty low about the whole thing. It’s nobody’s fault of course, but it’s not a nice thing to deal with and I’m embarrassed to say that I was having one of those ‘why me?’ moments (terribly self-centred I know but …).
However, what I saw in the waiting room shamed me completely. Jack WILL be fine, my wife and I WILL cope and my self pity is just churlish and defeatist. Believe me when I say “there are people worse off than you”. I take no pleasure from it, but it’s true none-the-less.
- The Funniest Thing I've Ever Heard a Child Say
We decide to play a game to help pass time during the car journey. Three adults, myself included, start to think of possibilities but in the back of the car my niece, Ishbel (10 years old) and my nephew, Peter (7 years old) insist on a variation of charades whereby we each have to think of an animal and then give the first letter of that animal to the others for them to guess. The game probably has a real name, but if so I cannot think of it now for the life of me. It’s not the game I would have chosen, but I know from experience that refusal to play will result in tantrums – I really want to avoid tantrums.
Peter insists on going first. So does Ishbel, but surprisingly she capitulates very quickly in the face of Peter’s mounting objections and I turn round to see a strangely self-satisfied smile on her face. ‘Okay then. You go first,’ she spits in a feigned ‘huff’, crossing her arms and throwing herself forcefully back into her seat. She pouts for effect but I can still see the smile around her eyes.
‘T,’ announces Peter loudly, grinning from ear to ear.
There is a moments silence whilst the adults wait for Ishbel to make the first guess. As adults it seems the best thing to do and strangely we all seem to arrive at this conclusion without the need for discussion. I love it when things like that happen.
She looks at each of us in turn, making sure that none of us is about to answer. Then, without the slightest hint of embarrassment, she says, ‘Trouser Snake.’
Peter nods. ‘Yup.,’ he says with a broad grin. I almost choke as I stifle my laughter.
Ishbel shakes her head slowly. ‘He ALWAYS says Trouser Snake,’ she explains ruefully whilst I ponder if she, and Peter, know what a trouser snake actually is. Their mother, driving the car, can be heard sniggering faintly at the wheel.
- When the Lights Go Out
My wife and I will light a few candles; I'm assuming that it's night time, or at least dark enough to require illumination. Then we play cards, or board games or even just read a book.
If the storm is close enough, and we have a sufficiently good and uninterrupted view of the skyline, we may even just watch the storm rage. There is something satisfying about watching a thunderstorm. Sitting cross-legged by the window, our faces pressed up against the galss, we watch the flashes and then count; one, two, three, four ... to see how far away the storm is, and if it's moving closer.
- A Movie That Moved Me ...
- This Poem Is Brought to You By the Letter S
Still not overly comfortable with poetry - and this one was very challenging:
Simon says sausages sizzle silently,
Simon says sunshine shines sublimely,
Simon says symphonies sound so stunning,
Silk, says Simon, starts some shuttles spinning,
Simon says sirens sing sad songs so sweetly,
Snow, says Simon, sometimes sounds ‘sleety’,
Sadly, Simon says some stupid sentences.
So Simon should shut-it!!