
This is one of those nights, where I have been sat looking at the screen trying to think of something to write and nothing is coming to mind.
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This is one of those nights, where I have been sat looking at the screen trying to think of something to write and nothing is coming to mind.

I had planned to go for a walk this morning, but circumstances (of my own making) determined that the walk wouldn’t happen. Which was even more frustrating as it being not only the 1st of October, but also the first Wednesday of the month meant that, had I gone for the walk, I could have had a McDonalds Breakfast wrap. As I didn’t go for a walk, I ordered one in! I was not going to be done out of my breakfast wrap! Very nice it was as well.
There are times when I can be a bit slow on the uptake, but I think 5 years is pushing it a bit. What brought that on you might ask? Well, Facebook has this thing of posting memories from years ago. This evening’s memory was a post I did in 2020, I think it was just after Covid Started winding down. It was a post that included a day out of Fantasy Holiday – the round the world cruise. Of course it was a piece of pure fiction. Something which I really don’t enjoy writing, and which during my time writing it, I had excellent fun. Two entirely contrary positions, to a stance I normally take. Not only do I not like writing fiction, but I can’t – now, don’t get me wrong, I am by no means saying my fantasy holidays were great works. Of course they weren’t. But, I not only did it. I enjoyed it.
So much that I might seriously consider doing another one, but where would I go? It would certainly give me something to write about on FB, when for what ever reason,, I don’t have any journalling material. I shall give this some serious consideration.

We’ve had a very pleasant evening in the camera club. Apart from taking in prints for next weeks competition, the first of the new season, we were also asked to bring in prints for us to talk about as a club.
The header picture is one of two that I took in, and it was put up for comment. I did brief introduction talking about how and why I took it, and the fact that I really quite like black & white photography.
The. Club members were very kindly, quite complimentary with one person who is a registered judge being especially complimentary.
We also had a bit of a discussion for potential topics for members evenings, and there was quite a suggestion with several good suggestions. We’ll have to see what comes out of that.
It was a very pleasant evening.

My reading recently has been a bit all over the place. When we were in Pagham, I took the opportunity to pop into Heygates Bookshop in the Railway Station, a very nice 2nd hand Bookshop that is always a pleasure to have a browse.
The last time I was there is quite memorable – it was the week in 2022, when The Queen was laying in state. I chatted to the owner about it and said that we had debated going to London to pay our respects, but decided not to. He had gone and had been lucky enough to be fairly early in the queue.
I had a browse, and reminded him of a conversation we’d had that week, when I told him about a book that I had been looking for since my early years. It’s a science fiction, I can’t remember the title, author or publisher, and only basic details of the plot;
A young lad who is training to be a chemist, is on board a spaceship that is approaching the speed of light (quoted in the book as 186,282.42 miles per second – I don’t know why that particular detail stays with me, other than I was / am an SF enthusiast). These ships have been disappearing, but nobody knows why. I think that (this is where memories of the plot become a very thin mist) he has a theory, and gets on board one of the ships. He works out what’s happening; as the ships approach the speed of light, people start aging rapidly. Ships are vanishing, because crews are dying. He eventually works out a chemical solution and saves a crew (the solution has a number, something like 4732) – and that’s it, as much as I can remember. If my lovely reader out there has any idea which book I’m talking about – I’d be delighted to hear from you.
I asked the bookshop owner if his search techniques had improved since my last visit what with AI and the like. Whilst I continued browsing, he did a litttle digging and came up with three titles;
OK, it’s way past my bed time, so I’ll say goodnight.

Posted this picture for no other reason than I like trains.
I’m sorry it has been a poor weekend for posting. I haven’t been out of the house since Thursday and probably won’t go tomorrow as I am already feeling extra tired. Tuesday though, I will try and hopefull Wednesday as well. Weather dependent of course.
This week will see us move in to October. This will be a significant month for me – I’ll write about that later. In the meantime, I will be hoping to catch up on activity on the high street and especially what is happening at the bus station.
I’m fed up that I only did one Facebook Post last week. We’ll have to see how that goes.
Let’s see how the week develops.

We had aweekend planned out. This morning, I was going to go over to GunWharf, a bit unuusal for me unless it’s five guys or the cinema, but this time I need to buy a new pair of trainers, my old ones have been consigned to the bin. I’ve pretty much stopped having pain in my heel, and leg. It’s amazing how much damage a bad pair of shoes can do.
Afterwards, Elayne and I were going to go to Whitely, I was dropping Elayne off at a social event, and going into the shopping area. I was going to have a bit of a browse in Waterstones and then head up to the cinema to see if Downton Abbey, The Grand Finale is still on. Even though I’ve only seen it a week ago, I want to see it again.
Due to unfortunate circumstances, that’s not happening. Also, tomorrow is the camera club walk. Now this is an opportunity to walk in a different part of the country with friends, take some pictures and learn about things, all followed up by a lovely meal in a pub. Unfortunately, I have certain requirements that I don’t think can be met, so we’ve decided to back out of the walk.
All a bit frustrating really, but there you go.

From yesterday’s post, you gather that I’ve been under the weather. All I’ll say is yesterday was very unpleasant today, less so but has been painful.
The frustration comes from an online report by a local newspaper on the demolition of the bus station, which is now progressing apace.
I really wanted to give a running commentary on the project. But there’s the whole development ahead. I’ll get as much of it as I can.


This is not one of those pictures which frustrates me, because “Scholars” have thrown a crutch into the cockle ponds, and it acutally turns out to be a nice picture (I have had a couple of those). This is one of those pictures that serves my intense frustration at people who do throw rubbish in to the ponds. Why on earth would you throw a crutch in to the cockle ponds? Who knows.
I would normally have gone for a walk this morning. But, decided not to as we had our Grand Daughter for an extra night. I feel uncomfortable going out and not being available to give help if it’s needed.
The same situation will be in place tomorrow, so no walking on Thursday, which is actually normal. So, the next opportunity for a morning walk will be Friday.

If I am not very careful, I will spend all my time writing when I am retired. Somehow, YouTube started showing me videos of people talking about “Morning Pages”. I had no idea what it was people were talking about but it didn’t take much time to find out.
A lady, Julia Cameron, wrote a book in the 1990’s called The Artist’s Way. In her book, which this website; https://yourcreativedna.com/post/how-to-do-morning-pages as a spiritual path to higher creativity.
So far I am hearing only positive things about the idea, and I have to confess that the idea quite appeals to me, but at the moment, I just don’t feel able to commit to doing it, but once I retire, I will give it a go. The thing that is stressed is that the writing must be done as almost the first thing after waking up. But that is not applied rigidly, with advocates saying that occasionally, it doesn’t matter what time you do it.
This morning’s walk was very pleasant, something new with the demolition of the bus station, a nice looking cruise ship (The Aida Sol) coming in to the harbour, and a very nice fox encounter, with a pleasant chat.
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