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Brighton Bird
Flip flap went the cat flap
Rustle, scamper, scuffle
*smile* just one of the cats with the wind in their tail
More scamper and scuffle
A closer look to see what the fuss is about... "Sorry eM, gotta dash, there's a pigeon in the house"
A lovely fresh grey pigeon, on the black shiny floor
BigBoy pouncing and dragging it around
Then LittlePoppet caught wind and wanted to join in the fun
Two excited cats scooped up and shut in the bathroom
One lucky little pigeon, clutched in my hands
It's little heart pounding in them
Deposited over the fence in the safety of a bush
Two pathetic meows reminding me of their incarceration
Left to cool down whilst the pigeon had time to recover. As to HOW BigBoy got himself and the pigeon through the catflap one can only guess
I was sorry to dampen his enthusiasm and seem ungrateful.
I didn’t chastise him, he thought he was being so good and clever
Bringing his mum such a lovely present
I couldn’t let him know I was a little bit proud that my boy had brought his first Brighton Bird home
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Times they are a changing
I've been a bit quiet lately. Not for lack of things going on. I couldn't say it's been a dull period. Oh no. If anything there's been too much going on. If you only knew the half of it (which of course you dont because I haven't shared it here). But now I work through my deepest, darkest angst with a regular therapist, my great friends (whom have always been there for me) and a wonderfully supportive and patient partner. And boy is there a lot to work through still. There's lots of positive stuff too and experiences that I think "I'll blog about that" but whereas before I'd share it with 20six I do so with SG instead. Like The, Most, Amazing, Sunset this week. I love my journey to work because I set off in the morning east into the sleepy waking day and I return home west as the worlds settles down for the evening. But this night was WOW! The whole horizon was alight with flames of oranges and reds, the vibrancy of which on canvass would look OTT and garish. My first thought was WOW! How lucky I am to live in such a beautiful county. The second was to remember to blog about it (with a niggle of sadness at my lack of effort lately). The third was to text SG and share the moment (of course not whilst I was driving I'll add). So as I drove west and he drove south we both shared the wonder of that amazing sunset and the wonder that is BEing. I guess this is a new era for c-side. I'm learning to trust my emotions and ride their rollercoaster ride, gripping on for dear life now and then knowing I'm unlikely to fall off and hurt myself. I don't intend to disappear altogether, I'm just spreading the load a bit more. And no I haven't become obsessed with Facebook instead. Happiness is finding the balance across your life. And 20six shall remain part of it. Just might be a little less frequent and hopefully a lot less angsty from now on as I find my way.
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Blogland
Am I the only person confused and frustrated by the number of platforms out there that I stumble upon but cannot comment unless I create a new account? I'm a techno-phobe on a good day. I don't want to create a new account just to post a comment. So I leave disappointed, and the author never gets to know that I would have commented if I could have.
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brief interlude
Lack of laptop is still hindering my entries. I know what I have to do! (I do AMP). It's not that I haven't on many occassions thought "I'll blog that" or even written one in my head, it's just that I haven't gotten around to it posting them. Shame because it doesn't really work doing it retrospectively - summer evening rides restoring my soul, Granddad's antics (he's still fighting), the commencement of the Catkin diet (two very unimpressed cats), sensibly calling it quits with Peruvian (finally), return to the gym, albeit very tentatively (ok but depressing how unfit I've become), the endless search for paving stones (frustrating) etc etc. But I shall endeavour to get back into the habit because I find it therapeutic. It wont be this weekend due to hectic schedule, but next week I will... at least I'll try.
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stop-gap
I haven't disappeared off the face of the platform. Honest. Just lying low at present. I'll post about stuff when in a better frame of mind and I have the time. I may even get around to taking my faithful laptop to the it-doctor for a final diagnosis. No internet at home is pants. Just because I don't post doesn't mean I dont think about you guys.
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To reveal or not to reveal..
that is a question that has been bugging me lately. I've got this little ol' blog here. It is written only for my own benefit. That was the intention anyway. But it is flattering to be read and receive comments and it has become a little more than externalising my stream of consciousness. Why do I not keep a private diary instead of out here on the WWW? And if I did want to share my blog with anyone who would it be? I appreciate the freedom to write about whatever might be on my mind, however weird and *!?*up it might be, or how personal it may be to the ones I love and appreciate. I've witnessed Cookie's dilemma with GL but that is different. It was very personal for her. And him (but it all ended happily *we all sighed*). I have one work voyeur who sought out my identity by scrupulous means and whilst it doesn't affect what I write, I am aware that he knows my most deepest inner thoughts. He also knows he will be killed, slowly and painfully if he spills any details! And so my blog shall remain anonymous, because even if I did want to share it, I'm not sure who, those I know, I'd want to share it with. Instead, I remain within the anonymity of the friendly 20sixers. I'm not even sure the purpose of this entry? Perhaps next week I shall try to focus on intellectual content... hmmm? nop! Highly unlikely.
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Progress, slow but sure
There's nothing quite like being woken by your folks at 08.30 on a Saturday morning with "come on c-side, get up, we've got a busy day ahead". And that's how the long weekend continued. Slow but steady grafting for three days. It didn’t start well. My mood was thunderous when no sooner had I come down the stairs sleepy and dazed M&D pointed out that the new pipework was in the wrong place and would interfere with the cooker (apparently they'd told me before!? They may have but I find myself blocking out the negatives for fear I may be overwhelmed totally). The prospect of 1) not being able to install the cooker properly and 2) having to get the plumber back in to chisel the pipes into the walls did not fill me with joy. My mood was further darkened when the first construction was hindered in it's tracks when the drawer unit didn’t have any of the specialist screws in the box. Great. Just flippin great! But it turned out that the cooker was ok with the pipes insitu and the most amazing "nuts and bolts" shop on my high street had just the screws for the job. From then on it all went better than expected. A minor set back when drilling to hang the wall units identified at best very soft grey dust and at worst a total void where solid victorian brick should have prevailed. But a few more test holes in my beautiful new plaster revealed a more reliable line of brickwork in which to attach my cupboards which passed the "heavy daddy" hanging off them test. I will always worry about wall units, but then I have good reason to. I am deeply traumatised by my brother, aged 4 at the time, climbing onto the worktop to reach the biscuits and pulling the wall cupboard onto top of him. The screams of him and subsequently my mother when she saw her son covered in "blood" in etched in my memory. It later turned out to be jam and ketchup but the fact that the cupboard fell down scarred me for life. Just because you're anxious doesn’t mean it couldn't happen! It was slow but steady progress and we couldn’t have worked any harder. There was a lot of brain power required as well as physical exertion. But one side is almost complete now. My first ever brand new cooker is finally out of its wrapping and fully functioning. And best still the Fridge Freezer is back in the kitchen where it belongs, with the doors now opening the right way. I couldn’t stop walking into the bathroom and being surprised at just how spacious it is. And that's still with the sideboard and my kitchen packing boxes. I'll be able to swing a cow when it's all emptied. It's beginning to look like a proper kitchen and seems to get bigger with every stage. There is still so much to do, but it is one step closer. I can now construct a kitchen unit in my sleep and now I really really want a digital spirit level for my birthday (not till July but no harm in knowing what you want). Oh yes, I know how to live life! I am indebted to M&D for all their support and commitment. I don’t know how they do it. I'm absolutely knackered today. Unfortunately I have had less progress with receiving my modem so am unable to post any pics. India was no help at all, referring me to the technical support line which hung up after 8 automated options. South Africa was far more helpful and advised there was a problem with the dispatching company and he would re-raise my order! You never know, it may arrive in the next 4-6 working days?
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