- Avoid academentia
- Not really work
- Read – fiction
- Read – “faction”
- Binge read
- Watch television
- Actually spend time in the outside world that isn’t part of your commute to-and-from the office
- Change your mani/pedi/facial horticulture/visual aspect every day
Between all the opinion pieces written about the referendum result – for the UK to leave the EU, for those who avoid politics altogether (or have been living under a rock) – this short video from the BBC about conflicts within a family who have voted differently strikes a chord. The children of the family who are of voting age say that they cannot win against their parents in arguments concerning whether to remain or to leave, but mention in the individual interviews that [their parents] are not “bad people”. They are merely voting for what they think will be the best for themselves and (hopefully) the people around them.
Throughout the campaigning for the EU referendum, many people have been called out for being “bad people”. Between “the immigrants”, a large number of politicians, and the England football team, that is a lot of bad people, without even beginning to delve into the reasons why the Remain and Leave camps are talking down each other. Many opinions disguised as facts are flying through the air, and many actual facts are going ignored. I am not aiming for an op ed piece. As a referendum that has been touted as one where “feelings won over facts”, I am going to get emotional about this.
- A week ago, I joked that however people voted, I was going to take it personally. While I know it’s not personal, I did feel a little less welcome in my adopted home of 13 years (which is longer than I have lived in any other country) last Friday morning.
- Being told to “move on” is frustrating, even though it is in my nature to “move on”. It was one of philosophies on which I was raised by my parents. Do not show that you care too much. However, if we apply the theory of “voting for what they think will be the best for themselves and (hopefully) the people around them”, and one of the results of the referendum is the despair/disdain of most of the people around me, I am not going to take it lightly.
- I should note here that as an EU citizen, I did not have a vote to cast, but frankly, my main concern would have been security. I am privileged to have family and friends all over the world, and knowing that they are safe (and happy) is paramount to me. I would not recommend parting from your group to walk home alone late at night.
Observations on a university campus when temperatures rise to hover around 20 degrees (Celsius) at the end of May:
- Joggers wearing tank tops and shorts.
- Joggers wearing leggings and wind-breakers.
- “Joggers” eating ice cream.
- Students studying on the lawn.
- Students “studying” on the lawn.
- Students studying on the “lawn”.
- People wearing t-shirts, shorts, and sandals.
- People wearing flannel shirts.
- On top of a tee.
- With a duffel jacket over the whole ensemble.
- (And jeans. They’re proper.)
- People-watchers eating chicken curry.
- If you have an alarm in your house, turn it on and learn how to operate it, no matter how complicated it is.
- Police in the North East of England will use “me” as a possessive pronoun. Go with the flow and enjoy the northern charm.
- There is nothing charming about having to clean up after other peoples’ cats.
- Good weather will appear when you have to do tiresome things. This is a common part of sod’s law, but worth reiterating. So be off to do your annoying tasks and take a break in the ensuing sunshine.
- Solo road-trips are better when it is lighter outside. Even if you are on your way to deal with tiresome things.
- Car-singing will make everything better.
- Burglars will go to hell. Alternatively, for the non-religious, they should have to take at least one rail-replacement bus for every train journey they make.
Answers in haiku form on a postcard please.
I know a few people who are turning seven years old today. A very happy birthday indeed to you! By the time you turn eight, we will have swapped out that tens-digit in our ages, and hopefully be all the better off for it. The question is whether people young(er) and old(er) – although mostly the old(er) – will still have an appetite to chide “millennials” for all their miscellaneous sins?
February’s main takeaway is that you’re not invincible. Or at least you’re not invincible all the time, and especially not physically so. Eat well, sleep well, exercise, and go for all your health check-ups. Eschew one of these at your own risk, it may well come and bite you in the rear when you least expect it to.
Who am I to tell you? The other day I made a stack of pancakes for breakfast, and finished it with a great big blob of strawberry jam. Delicious.
But I also ate all of them in one sitting.
So who am I to tell you? Somebody who makes both good and bad life choices and tests them out for you so you need only do the good stuff. That’s who.
Still alive. Just.
There is a large number of Capricorns in my circles at the moment – what we think of astrology is an entirely different matter – and I am currently quite grateful that their birthdays are here to brighten up an otherwise literally grey month. The rain and flooding of pre-Christmas seems to have subsided to be replaced by hail. (Except one only gets “real” hail during the summer.)
The research project is projecting.
My attempts to eat better are now aided by the having of a rice cooker.
An exercise class has been bought, so watch this space.
Double-booking myself is still an issue.
In what is certain to be a tumultuous year, how does one find peace of mind? After all, that seems to be the most common piece of advice given to you when you are stressed. Calm down.
I am not calm.
(But I do want to be.)