I knew as soon as I chose that trolley it was going to be trouble.
It was stuck on another trolley and needed a jolly good shake to free it. That was just the beginning, from then it was downhill. The trolley had a strong pull to the left, even entering the door of Tescos was hard work.
I should have given up then, but I am not a quitter so I persisted. Each left turn around a corner needed superman strength. All my power was needed to stop the trolley knocking down perfectly placed rows of food.
Eventually I reached the checkout, relief ran from my body, that’s when trolley developed a life of itself and moved away rapidly from where I had placed it …into a young suited man walking innocently by…
I take a lot of photos and often upload them to social media sites.
Yesterday was no exception when I visited a friend for their birthday, what was exceptional was when someone pointed out a ramdon photo in between my photos of a sunny day in Bristol a rainy night time photo of an unknown Street.
I checked the likey suspects what’s app, any photos that had been sent to my in news feeds etc. There was not a thing, this photo has appeared randomly in my phones gallery from nowhere.
This is even more odd. .the photo of the rainy Street changes to a totally different photo when I am trying to upload it on here…no joke!
The ghost photo…
“Where are you right now”, I hear you ask 😉
“Well ar the moment I am on the world’s oldest tug, of course. ” I reply
Bristol is one of my favourite cities in the UK, so much to see and do and it just ,”feels right”
The Mayflower, the world’s oldest tug, is just one of the many attractions to while away a Sunday afternoon
Yesterday there was thunder and lightening in Birmingham. Not my favourite weather to say the least..
I have never liked lightening, this probably started when as a young child my mum used to encourage us to hide in the cupboard under the stairs for safety in storms!
I am not crazy about flying either but a few years ago I had both of my least favourite things together, a lightening storm on a flight back from Egypt.
My husband at the time encouraged me at one stage to look out of the window , when I did I saw about 5 large balls of light bouncing slowly around the night sky in the distance …
UFOS / lightening balls? ???
I have lived in the West Midlands for over 20 years, when my children were young I was a member of the Nation Trust and we explored all the local manors and attractions they had.
But I have never heard of Wightwick Manor and it’s only in Wolverhampton. ..where has this little gem been hiding?
Yesterday my daughter and I added it to our radar and took a look, it lovely. A huge manor in delightful gardens and incredibly welcoming with croquet in the gardens, billiards in the home and lots of interactive stuff to become involved with
You see. ..it’s not just children who like to play 😉
Yes, this is how I am spending my evening.
I run laughter Yoga sessions, I don’t do just any laughter Yoga, I do impro laughter Yoga with a cajon in toe. This evening we went on an adventure in jungle. .huge fun
Now I am currently at a comedy fundraiser I have organised. .the Midlands local comics are a wonderful bunch of people who always generously give up their time. ..
Live photo update. .and back to the comedy. ….
I spent Thursday to Monday mostly without shoes on. No i wasn’t housebound or ill.
I was camping at the conscious tribal gathering in a field in Wales. And no, it wasn’t sunny, the weather was mixed with large amounts of rain.
I enjoy being bare footed, it’s my natural way of being, on grass my shoes come off, at home they are off the moment i enter, i even run my workshops on a daily basis without shoes on.
But at last i have a place where others join me. ..
Where are you now, you may ask.
In a library would be my reply. ..wow that’s a great library, being able to lend books out at gone 9pm.
No, I would reply, I am at a comedy gig. ..times are changing
Whilst around the camp fire a couple of nights ago and young boy of about 7 had a moment that he will remember forever.
The evening was drawning to a close, we had all danced, chanted and sang. As people where getting ready to leave for their tents, a man spoke out and said did we mind if his young son could sing just one song.
The young lad then took centre stage and quietly began to sing the opening lines from yellow submarine. His face was one of wonder and joy when everyone around
the fire joined in to the chorus, “we all live in a. ..”
Well who would have thought that!
I have learnt many things today at conscious camp. I started the day on a journey to find my animal guides, I travelled through a tree and into the centre of the earth. .. where I found my crocodile and lion on a river bank waiting for me.
I then had a bath with gongs, and tried but failed to read mine and other people’s auras.
All was redeemed at the end of the day
when I found out according to mayan calenders I am a red cosmic dragon