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So why has today been so hectic? Well i finally fell asleep at gone half 6 this morning, having had massive sickness and body temp fluctuations in the night. My carer came and changed me this morning, and my prescription is still in the back of the pharmacy van, which has broken down.. This is essential medication! After over 12 months of asking, were finally getting medical waste bags, which means, our wheelie bin wont be full of my continence pads any more, yes i am double y incontinent due to ME . My gp took away with him a copy of ‘ voices from the shadows’ on tuesday, its an excellent video on the true impact of severe ME on human life. We got a phone call to say friends are coming to visit. I can normally only manage a short visit, and when people live so far away..its hard to ask them to visit. It really does me good when they come though, and asha loves the company.

Asha has had a tough two years, but she has coped very well, thanks to having a brilliant father, us having a few very good friends, and a home edd group who have constantly offered her support and a safe place to play. She is involved with the young carers now, and on saturday, is looking forwards to a trip to the zoo. On tuesday she starts her manderin lessons. And this friday is off to visit some friends with steve. She has played at home for a lot of the last two years, but she is happy, and although at times, weve considered school or flexi school for her, she has flatly refused such ideas.

She has recently been delving through beanos, and harry potter videos, like a child possed, luckily for us, a large second hand dealer, has kept up our trade relationship, and weve managed to get hold of old beanos at a reasonable price to satisfy her hunger! She also went through a massive myths buster obsession and was fascinated by the victorian era for a while.

From – “A City of Bells” by Elizabeth Goudge – the hero is opening a book shop the next morning, and his grandfather,a lovable elderly Anglican priest, stops shelving books to deliver a homily on the profession of a bookseller:
“A bookseller is the link between mind and mind, the feeder of the hungry, very often the binder up of wounds. There he sits, your bookseller, surrounded by a thousand minds all done up neatly in cardboard cases; beautiful minds, courageous minds, strong minds, wise minds, all sorts and conditions. And there come into him other minds, hungry for beauty, for knowledge, for truth, for love, and to the best of his ability he satisfies them all…Yes…It’s a great vocation.”

“Greater than a writer’s?” … “Immeasurably,” said Grandfather. “A writer has to spin his work out of himself and the effect upon the character is often disastrous. It inflates the ego. Now your bookseller sinks his own ego in the thousand different egos that he introduces one to the other…He deals in the stuff of eternity and there’s no death in a bookseller’s shop. Plato and Jane Austen and Keats sit side by side behind his back, Shakespeare on his right hand and Shelley on his left…Yes, writers, from what I’ve seen of them, are a very queer lot, but booksellers are the salt of the earth.”

Believe nothing, no matter where you read it,
or who said it, no matter if I have said it,
unless it agrees with your own reason
and your own common sense.
Buddha

My Favourite Quotations
Anon
A great deal of what we see depends on what we are looking for.

Aristotle
We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.

Ausubel
The most important factor influencing learning is what the learner already knows;
ascertain this and teach accordingly.

Bill Cosby
I don’t know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.

Caius Petronius, AD66
We trained very hard, but it seems that every time we were beginning to form up into teams,
we would be reorganised. I was to learn later in life that we tend to meet any new situation by
reorganising and a wonderful method it can be for creating the illusion of progress, whilst producing
confusion, inefficiency and demoralisation.

Charles Babbage, 1852
Propose to any Englishman any principle, or any instrument, however admirable,
and you will observe that the whole effort of the English mind is directed to find a difficulty,
a defect or an impossibility in it. If you speak to him of a machine for peeling a potato,
he will pronounce it impossible: if you peel a potato with it before his eyes,
he will declare it useless because it will not slice a pineapple.

Charles F Kettering
Where there is an open mind, ther will always be a frontier.

Confucius
He who knows not and knows that he knows not is teachable – teach him;
He who knows not and knows not that he knows not is a fool – shun him;
He who knows and knows not that he knows, is asleep – wake him;
He who knows and knows that he knows is a wise man – follow him.

I am often asked about my Buddhist religion.
Most simply, it is the practice of compassion.
Dalai Lama

If you can help others, do it, but if you cannot,
restrain yourself and at least do not harm anyone.
Dalai Lama

Chanting is no more holy than listening to the murmur of a stream,
Counting prayer beads no more sacred than simply breathing,
Religious robes no more spiritual than work clothes.
Lao-tzu

Know what you want,
know what makes you feel good about yourself,
know what brings you into harmony with others.
I Ching

How many dressing gowns?

How many sets of night ware .. nightys/ pjs

How many sheet sized towels (family of three)

How many sheets for each bed?

How many sets of bedding….?

How many coats for our backs?

How many pairs of Wellies?

How many pairs of slacks?

How many coats does a young girl wear?

How many tops and vests?

What is the needs of a child at play..

Where does this junk all STOP!

Also from netto – we dont shop there often.. was 500 grm butter for £1.. that will do for baking with.

We have finally returned our three bag fulls of books and audio tapes to the library. and bought home a couple of audio books. Story time was on, and Asha dosnt really enjoy it, so we didnt stay long.

Her routine now is : 7 pm,,, P.J’s and cereal, plus drink. 7.30 up to bed, where daddy reads to her untill 8. They are currently reading the Lord Of The Rings – The Fellowship of the Ring.

At this point, Daddy comes downstairs and Asha is allowed to read untill 9 pm, at which time daddy goes up tucks her in and she normally now settles down to sleep, before 10.

Most nights now she is sleeping though, to around 8.30. At which point she comes and wakes Daddy up. and they go downstairs..

Anyway.. i digress.. Its 9 pm.. We have just made some buscuits as we have had none all weekend, and i get annoyed with the rubbish that is found in shop bought ones. I have a rucksack full of books to return to the library tomorrow, and Steve is enjoying a break, after a busy day of cooking roast dinner. I am wearing my home grown.. woollen coat, and am considering the fact that in 3 days time i need to have enough bits of card cut out for 20 home educated children to make a horse and cart… Guess what tomorrow night is going to be!

So for me, instead of using the word Lord i use energy…

I give this to all my friends who are finding life tough right now.

Footprints

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed He was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from His life. For each scene He noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonging to Him and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of His life flashed before Him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of His life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times of His life.

This really bothered Him and He questioned the LORD about it. LORD you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why when I needed you most you would leave me.

The LORD replied, my precious, precious child, I Love you and I would never leave you! During your times of trial and suffering when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.

Carolyn Carty, 1963

Think about it!