May Bank Holiday

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The Hero with a tragic backstory decided to sacrifice himself for the greater good but it's trapped in a time warp betrayed by someone close to him.

That could be a good story, a hero with a background finds himself in a life or death situation which could have deadly consequences for those he loves but he is caught in a spiral of self-doubt and when he calls for help from his closest friend he finds out it is he that has created this situation.


That is for another day. Spring Bank holiday weekend and just like all other May Bank holidays, the weather has been a challenge. We did manage a walk to see the bluebells at Pamphill, just outside Wimborne and really worthwhile. With Alex and Jenson coming along for the ride, we dodged the rain and were surprised to find the car park reasonably full. My feeling was we were about a week too late to have seen them in full bloom but the sight of a sea of blue rolling like waves in the wind covering the forest floor is a joy not to be missed. The rapeseed fields we passed on our way home were almost too yellow to take in that amount of natural colour contrasting with the fields of dark green, with a hint of purple from the ryegrass and the young, green grass of the pastures, hinting at the colours we can expect in the summer. 


Sunday, we went for our morning walk with Jenson, Susan had a swim and Mark texted to say it is getting really cold there, 7 deg C. Our walk was wonderful and as Susan said, 'Life is Grand'. The wind was fresh but only what we are accustomed too and the temperature was 7 deg C. Angela described our weather perfectly.

‘When it is 7 deg C in England it seems warmer than when it is 7 deg C in Australia.’ Our perception of the cold differs depending on where we live in the world or as Granny June always said. ‘Your blood gets thicker in colder climates.’


Talking of Mark, I am very pleased to hear how well my youngest grandchild, Ava, is doing and Claire seems to be doing an amazing job with her first child, happy days.


In closing, I am happy to report that I have had my second vaccination now and can say I did not have any side effects with the exception of a tender arm for a couple of days. Susan is going for her second jab at the end of this month. To date everyone over 40 in our family has had at least one vaccination, names withheld due to anyone still pretending to be under 40. Oh, Claudia has finally had her 1st jab, she was insistent she wanted the Pfizer jab and it had to be done by a doctor at the hospital. Our NHS obliged but it did take them a while.


Thinking of all my grandchildren and children I am reminded of the lyric from the song Va Pensiero. Our children grow up so fast and we miss so much along the way. Children have such wonderful imaginations and they will imagine the simplest of things, adventures and heroes. Read them a story or sing them a lullaby and they will cross the mountains and fly over the oceans and reach the land where all children grow.

There you find the heroes alive protecting the innocents. Bless them all 'cause their simple song is so pure and wonderful. Life's beautiful dream will carry on all night long. Take them by the hand help them find an easy way. Lead them back to the light where they once used to belong. Where they can be children as long as they want.

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  1. Bluebells look great. Also a great song, albeit difficult to track down the right version!

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