Lundi limerick #8

Herbert the hippo was fat

there’s no denying of that

When bathing in mud

other animals should

beware when Herbert goes splat!

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Sunday sayings #50

and here is a valuable lesson – source unknown

I was out walking with my 4½ year-old son.

He picked something off the ground and started to put it in his mouth. I took the item away from him and I asked him not to do that.

“Why?” my son asked.

“Because it’s been on the ground; you don’t know where it’s been, it’s dirty and probably has germs”, I replied.

At this point my son looked at me with total admiration and asked,  “Mum, how do you know all this stuff? You are so smart.”

I was thinking quickly and replied,  “All mums know this stuff. It’s on the Mum Test. You have to know it or they don’t let you be a Mum.”

We walked along in silence for 2 or 3 minutes and he was evidently pondering this new information.

“Oh….I get it!” he beamed.  “So if you don’t pass the test you have to be the Dad.”

“Exactly.” I replied with a big smile on my face!

 

Sunday sayings #48

Two for the price of one this week.

I believe that what we do, what we say, and how we support each other, matters more now than at any other time in my life.

Sunday sayings #43

By all means love each other, but first love yourself!

Sunday sayings #42

July 1^st is the 182^nd day of the year with 183 days remaining. Just sayin’.

Sunday sayings #39

Alone With My Bike

I’m shamelessly reblogging this because I added a little verse to the comments, and I rather like it. Also, if you haven’t ever read any of Colleen’s posts then you are missing out on some very wise words, some selfless, and often moving, observations, and the chance to get to know more about a lovely lady. I think Colleen should be prescribed to everyone as a pick me up!

The Chatter Blog

I got on my bike.

To be alone or so I wouldn’t be alone.

I’m not sure which.

Along the way I received waves,

Hellos,

Good mornings,

Thumbs up,

and

A few things I couldn’t decipher but they were said with smiles

So I accepted them with delight.

I met Judy who was on a bike for the first time in 15 years.

She was grateful for being on the bike and determined to resume her joy of biking.

I was appreciated her smiling face and her sharing her story with me.

I stopped to watch a muddy river.

It wasn’t so much roaring as it was rumbling,

I enjoyed the sound of it.

On the way back

I saw a damn snake.

And with that adrenaline I nearly flew over the next five miles.

There was no poetry to my day,

But maybe the rhythm of it lent to…

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Sunday sayings #37

Sometimes it’s totally impossible to “fight” for yourself….sometimes the only way to survive is to “fight” for others.

Sometimes the battle can only be fought on your own. For those who do battle alone; those are the most dreadful times when the people who truly care about you cannot help!!!!….in that “solipsistic” crisis you will feel alone.

Despite all that, in that moment of despair, know this…..

You are not alone.

(these wise words belong to Mark Robinson, my nephew)

Just because #2

This is a song by Frank Turner.  It has a beautiful tune and lyrics that I think are particularly relevant today.

I don’t think that we bloggers have any difficulty with trying to be more kind. I hope, and pray, that our leaders, and those in power who fail to lead, will take heed and act for the good of the world rather than for the few. I fear it may be a vain hope!

Be More Kind

History’s been leaning on me lately;
I can feel the future breathing down my neck
And all the things I thought were true
When I was young, and you were too
Turned out to be broken
And I don’t know what comes next

In a world that has decided
That it’s going to lose its mind
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

They’ve started raising walls around the world now
Like hackles raised upon a cornered cat
On the borders, in our heads
Between things that can and can’t be said
We’ve stopped talking to each other
And there’s something wrong with that

So before you go out searching
Don’t decide what you will find
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

You should know you’re not alone
And that trouble comes, and trouble goes
How this ends, no one knows
So hold on tight when the wind blows

The wind blew both of us to sand and sea
And where the dry land stands is hard to say
As the current drags us by the shore
We can no longer say for sure
Who’s drowning, or if they can be saved

But when you’re out there floundering

Like a lighthouse I will shine

Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

Like a beacon reaching out
To you and yours from me and mine
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

In a world that has decided
That it’s going to lose its mind
Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

Songwriter: Frank Turner

I was so impressed on first hearing this that I went and purchased the album, the first music I’ve purchased in a very long time!

Take a tip from Honey

My niece lives on the Scottish coast, close to Edinburgh. She’s into ultra running, coaches and lectures on women’s health and fitness, and borrows this beautiful hound to accompany her on her runs. She served in the Army Reserve and did a tour in Afghanistan. I thought I would share the view, and her positive thought below.

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Honey doesn’t give a shit if you missed your gym workout today, or even if you haven’t been for the last 2 weeks.

She’s waiting for you to make the next move, right now.
The only thing she’s concerned about is what’s happening right now, in this moment.
I think we can all learn something from Honey 😁🐾