FRIENDSHIP

People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is,
you will know what to do for what person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidedance and support. To aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an invonvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. What you must realize is that your need has been met, your desire fulfilled, their work is done.

Some people come into your life for a SEASON because your turn has come to share, grow or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done and they usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real but only for a season.

A Life time friendship teaches you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind, but friendship is clairvoyant.

Thank you for being a part of my life, whether you are a reason, a season or a lifetime friend.

What is your most annoying thing ?

For me it is anything to do with the council. Look at what happened only yesterday. I went to the town just to post a package at the post office, parked my car in the only space available there, walked to the parking metre to insert a coin and it swallowed it without giving me a parking ticket. I was in such a hurry that I hadn't noticed that this particular car park machine wants to have your last three letters of your car registration. Like if I'm likely to know it by memory, so I had to camel a long way back to where I had managed to find a tiny space to park my car to read whatever those letters are.. whilst a lady behind me had to patiently wait until I came back with my car registration letters. Anyway, I push the correct buttons for each of the three letters, inserted the 50 pence coin and nothing ! No ticket. I was incensed the machine had swallowed a pound by now without producing the blessed car park ticket. So.. I thought I would encourage the machine by giving it a good karate kick, then another one but the machine wouldn't budge ! Theoretically I had already paid for two hours of parking without having my ticket, so this meant that if the car-park inspector came and see my car didn't display the proof of payment he could slap me with a fine ! Also I would be damned if more of my money would go into this hungry cash-cow machine. When I looked back, I already had a crowd of people around me. So rather than find another machine, I walked out hoping I wouldn't get a parking ticket in the meantime whilst I went to the post office to post my parcel. So this meant I had to do everything in a great hurry to avoid a parking fine. Another annoying thing that the council has done is that they have narrowed the white lines which separate each car, so you can park your car within the white lines but these are so narrow, that there is no room to open the doors ! So needless to say I had to squizze out of my bearly opened door without my handbag and with great difficulty I had to yanked it out of the car... all this I had to do, whilst minding not to scratch the next door car, parked beside mine. It is very lucky that I'm not a fat woman and I was able to squeeze out of a narrow 50 cm space gap. The council does this, in order to be able to squeeze in more cars like sardines in a can. A canned car park. Phew !

Our New House

Well, this space that you see here, is where the stables used to be and it will be our living room.
Yesterday we went to see the oak being placed. Then there will be wooden arches inside the structure. The door will lead to the kitchen and where you see the small window will be Peter's office. Its beginning to shape up after the stables were pulled down. The builder said that it was on schedule for October so maybe we will have a warming house party. Although we won't be moving over there until the spring.

Invation in Afghanistan

After nine years of this invasion and approaching 2,000 coallision soldiers dead, little has been achieved and the stalemate is taking its toll in blood. On this invasion one trillion dollars have now been spent and its taken a year to move 20 km. The experts say it will take another 4 years to march 70 Km to take Southern Helmand. It has lasted more than the Viet-Nam invasion and the second World War. Take a look at this film at: guardian.co.uk

Filming ' Heir Hunters '

This is the beautiful town of Hungerford we were lucky to stay at The Bear Hotel this is one of the oldest and most historic Inns of England it is said to date back to the 13th Century. Standing on what has been called " the Crossroads of England" it has witnessed many famous events in our history.

It is recorded that in 1537, Robert Braybon, landlord, gave evidence against three highwaymen who had stayed at the Inn and were accused of robbing a merchant between Bagshot and Windsor.
Three years later, Henry VIII gave the hostelry to Queen Anne of Cleves and in 1541/2 to Queen Katherine Parr who survived him. Queen Elizabeth I visited Hungerford and it is said that one of her coachmen died at The Bear.

During the Civil Wars, Hungerford was embroiled in the fighting and Charles I made The Bear his Headquarters.

The two famous diarists of the 17th Century, John Evelyn and Samuel Pepys, both stayed at The Bear and were impressed by the quality of the fish.

From the 6th to 8th of December 1688, William, Prince of Orange, later King William III, stayed at The Bear and on the morning of 8th in his bedchamber he met the Commissioners of James III, stayed at The Bear and on the morning of the 8th in his bedchamber he met the Commissioners of James II last of the Stuart Kings, Lords Halifax, Nottingham and Godolphin bargained with the Prince all morning and in the afternoon he retired to Littlecote House. Within a short time, James Stuart had fled to France and William and Mary jointly ascended the throne.

I really feel fortunate to have been able to stay in such a wonderful place, so steeped in history.

Fame Or Infamy book by Stephen Powell

Okay. I have had to open another second thread because Victoria could not get in her post about her Jack the Ripper walk with Don Rumbellow and more comments on Stephen Powell's book. It is just now that it becomes crystal clear the motivations of Caroline Morris as to why she is trying her level best to convince people that Victoria doesn't exist. Tell me Victoria.. did you introduce yourself to Don Rumbellow ? I would like to know if you did.

Fame Or Infamy book by Stephen Powell

I have been reading this book and I'm savouring each page. It is not a book to devour in one go. I have to say that Steve's early experience as a musician has a real pull; it draws you in and it would strike a chord on anyone who wants to do something with their life, specially in the music field. It gives a very interesting glimpse of how it all works from his personal experiencies, that is, from the eyes of a musician. Steve writes very well and I have been impressed about his style of writing since it is not about whether a comma or an apostrophe is in the right place but more importantly how it makes the reader feel when you read it and that for me is the mark of a real writer. I know many people who can put their commas and apostrophies in the right place but who have absolutely nothing INTERESTING to say.

It is not important either, if its a Jack the ripper diary hoax or the Hitler diaries hoax that his misguided friend Park was trying to forge as that was in itself stupid, dishonest and not interesting. The best part of this book is when Steve Powell describes the juncture that every human being has to cross in their lives as he was striving to succeed in his devotion for music, that I found really interesting, and his music is very good, with a lot of people admiring it in real life. Maybe Steve should try to market his book to the music industry. It really is a very interesting Australian story.