Moving through life's seasons
This book ‘Hitler, Stalin and I’ was given to me by Mandy, one of my peers at the Council as a more personal leaving present just before I left. She knew I had a liking for people and stories of people and therefore thought I’d find this book interesting. Actually the subject of the book, Heda Margolius Kovaly was Mandy’s mother-in-law and this connection makes the story all the more compelling and real. Continue reading “Hitler, Stalin and I”
Really settling into this retirement lark and loving every single day – each day is totally different. So I thought it might be worth letting you know about a few things currently going on as this is a kind of typical day, these days. Continue reading “Typical day, these days”
Earlier this week I went along to the new Art Group at our church. This was my very first visit, something I’d been looking forward to and all part of my retirement plan of trying new things. Continue reading “New art group”
How am I meant to feel at 56? Being 56 years old is a curious thing and I’m still trying to work out what it means. In fact I’m nearer to 57 than 56, so perhaps I ought to figure this 56 year old stuff out before too long. Continue reading “How am I meant to feel at 56?”
Our good friend Beryl recently paid us a visit and we got into a conversation about retirement. It was really helpful for me at this stage as, when I asked her for her “tips” it didn’t necessarily go the way I thought it would. Continue reading “Conversation about retirement”
Well, that was a curious experience. As a step towards my prostate operation, there was the need for some further investigations to take place today, all part of giving me a thorough ‘going over’ to ensure all is well. Continue reading “Well, that was a curious experience”
Yes it’s that time of year. Cars full of families heading off to universities around the country and seeing these on the motorways always makes me smile. Cars are stuffed full of duvets, books, bunting, bicycles, clothes, siblings and all kinds of pots and pans ready for the new academic year ahead. Continue reading “That time of year”