Well Butter My Butt & Call Me a Biscuit!

Aging is an interesting thing.  In 2020, I deeply appreciate my years of experience.

 

I’ve enjoyed the freedom to do what I have pleased for most of my working life.  A great deal of doing what gave me pleasure when I was in my teen’s and twenties, was going to parties, dances, concerts and night clubs.  I enjoyed many a classroom where I was eager to learn and socialize with others.

 

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Pandemic or Media Hype?

Probably a little bit of both!

At the restaurant last night, they wouldn’t allow us to hold a menu. We had to read it taped to the window, but they were fine with handing us a wine list and serving us directly without gloves.

Speculation that is whirling in the psyches of the population causing a frenzy of anxiety is because of extreme media coverage in my mind.

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Hallowe’en, Gunpowder & Spirits

t’s Hallowe’en.  Since I’ve moved to Jersey, I have found my spirits dampened each year because Hallowe’en festivities are subdued by Guy Fawkes night or Bonfire Night.

 

In 1605, Fawkes was a member of a group of provincial English Catholics who planned the failed Gunpowder Plot.  He travelled to Spain to seek support for a Catholic rebellion in England without success.  Upon his return he was introduced to Robert Catesby who planned to assassinate King James I and restore a Catholic monarch to the throne.  Those who plotted against the King leased an undercroft beneath the House of Lords and Guy was placed in charge of the gunpower which they stockpiled there.  On 5th November, he was found guarding the explosives. He was then tortured over the next few days until he eventually confessed.

 

 

 

 

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A Broader Perspective

This weekend, I’m off to Edinburgh, Scotland. Travel for me is a mainstay in life.  Besides the sheer adventure of it, travel is a way to step outside our day-to-day. Or as a client recently said, “I love to travel because I awake out of my sleep.”

 

This year, I have been writing a memoir. I’ve been recalling the moments of my journey.  I remember a day in Mexico that changed my life.  I was a wide-eyed 18-year-old at the time.

 

My girlfriend Kim called me up and said, “Let’s go to Hawaii.”  I didn’t have the money. She had been awarded money following a car accident and said it was her treat. We had been best friends off and on for a decade.  Wow, I jumped at the chance!

 

 

 

 

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