During the past six weeks I have been overrun with social engagements. Birthdays, Funerals , Christenings, AGMs , and other misc never ending runarounds, my health concerns, and avoiding people who are impoverished. I tend to nod off as soon as an opportunity arises for me to relax.
On the blog front it has been a trifle hilarious on four particular Weblogs each trying to out do the others with their own particular brand of culture and mysticisms; which unfortunately ended in a slanging match and which hopefully has now ceased and if you are listening out there in blog land; lets leave it that way, thank you.
Here is an oldy:
" that's why I propose that as from today..........."
You do not keep anything for a special occasion. Because every day you live is a special occasion.
Search for knowledge, read more!! Sit on your front porch and admire the view without paying attention to the needs.
Pass more time with your family, eat your favorite food, visit the places you love.
Life is a chain of moments of enjoyment, it isn't only survival.
Use your favorite goblets, do not save your best perfume; use it every time you feel you want to.
Take out of your vocabulary phrases like 'One of these days' and 'Someday'.
Let's write that letter we thought of writing 'One of these days '.
Lets tell our families and friends how much we love them.
that's why, do not delay anything adding laughter and joy to your life.
Every day, hour and minute are special.
I have just this minute received news that my son Andrew father of Charlotte 7 months, have both had an accident in their home, Andrew fell with the baby after tripping on her loose blanket on the floor, both are in a satisfactory state after visiting hospital, Charlotte has fractured right Femur and Andrew 6 fractured ribs and right femur.
If there is any one out there waiting to give me a some bad news please kindly put it on hold for a while, and the rest of you watch where you are treading, take care. Vest.
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To advise that Vest (Les Bowyer) passed away this morning. Regards, Chris (Son).
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