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Happy Post!

A little reminder of why I do this. The premise is simple. You donate to a childrens charity and comment on this blog about the donation and what you wanted to be when you were 8. Want to know more? Please read the About Lesley page….

I was at a mini school reunion a week or so back. One of my friends was home from Australia for a short visit so a few of us met for dinner. It was good fun reminiscing and agreeing that we didn’t feel any older even when our children were taller than us.

However, one small comment brought me up short and I have been pondering it ever since. I post this blog on Twitter, Facebook and Google +, you need to get your blog out there if you want people to read it. My friend reads the blog from Facebook and said ‘Lighten up Lesley, it has been too dark for a while’. In my head I think that it is difficult to be light-hearted when I am trying to get people to donate to a childrens charity but in my heart I know Aileen could be right. I need to bring some light into the blog every now and then.

So the theme of this blog is what makes me happy. There are many, many things that make me smile but I will share a few today….

Travel. I love going to new places but I love going back to some places again and again. I may have mentioned this before but my favourite place is Rome and specifically two places, the Pantheon and the Palatine Hill. The Pantheon boggles my mind, such a feat of engineering from ancient times. Every time I go to Rome I go there, I love to simply look around me. As for the Palatine Hill it is harder to describe. All I know is that I feel peaceful there, I will not analyse it further and risk spoiling it for myself.

My thanks to Wikipedia

Cooking. When I want to think about something then I cook. There is something very satisfying about making pastry, if you haven’t tried it then you really should. Sweet or savoury, you choose, you will feel proud of yourself when you have a completed dish. In chilly weather like this soup is also great fun. Chopping vegetables and simmering gently gives the kitchen that aroma of nominess to come. Today it will be French Onion, one of my alltime favourites:)

Laughter. Although the blog is normally serious I confess I am not. Smutty jokes, wordplay and the odd prank will have me chortling.  My daughter has been a source of some inspiration all her life, she will not thank me for sharing but hey-ho, I will take the grief. The daughter is famed for some of her malapropisms and tangental views on life. She was branded the Malteser by her friends, blonde on the inside (apologies to blondes everywhere). The day she told my mother that her brother was ‘such a homophobic’ had my mother quite shocked. When asked what she meant she said ‘He always thinks the slighest wee pain means he is really ill’. I am glad to say that she now knows her hypochondrianc from her homophobic. She also held a firm belief for many years that you shouldn’t eat red apples as they weren’t ripe like the green ones. Eh???? Unfortunately, I know exactly where these tendencies come from. Me. People have been known to look at me quite oddly when I come out with one of my random thoughts. I remember watching Kiss of the Spider Woman, great movie. There is a scene early on when Luis Molina and Valentin Arregui meet. When Molina is asked why he is in prison he says it is for interfering with minors. I was very puzzled and said ‘Why would he be jailed for messing with men who wear Davy Lamps?’. Not perhaps my finest hour but by no means my worst.

My children. They have always made me happy, even at their most naggy and whiny, every parent out there knows what I mean. They are kind, beautiful and funny. They make me smile, I am proud of them every single day.  They are also sarky, lazy and thoroughly messy. I would say I wouldn’t have them any other way but I would love them to be tidy, please!

Lastly, new donations on the blog. I remember clearly the first donation from Lynn who donated five pounds to CLIC Sargent, I smiled for a week. Every new donation, every new charity, produces the same feeling, it never diminishes. I also love the wacky 8 year-old ambitions. So, come on then punks, make my day:)

Hope you like this post Aileen!

I close, as always, with this:-

  • Donate to a valid children’s charity of your choice.
  • Visit this blog and comment about your donation. Please also tell me what you wanted to be when you were 8. I still want to collect those tales and hope that some child will read about your words and deeds and want to do the same when they are old enough.

I will:-

  • Add your donation to the Totals page on this blog, totals are updated weekly.
  • I will also write some words about the current donations and the charity
  • Store all comments so that everyone can read them.

Thank you for reading.


December 3, 2011 at 12:56 pm 2 comments

Lesley Does Random…..

I blog to get people to donate to kid’s charities. I don’t want money, I want you to donate direct to a children’s charity then write to me by commenting on the blog. Please read the ‘About Lesley’ section of the blog to find out why I do this; the Comments and Running Totals pages to see how far we have come….

I like to think, some would even say I overthink. Like everyone else my thoughts are sometimes dark, sometimes on the daft side and sometimes just random. I like random thoughts, they often come unbidden and keep me occupied for seconds. They are often prompted by people-watching. I won’t believe anyone who says they don’t people-watch, we all do that. Travelling gives you people-watching options by the bucket-load. Strangers and scraps of passing conversation will always give you plenty to mull and invent. Perhaps it is a female thing but do you ever invent personas for people you see in passing?

As I sit in airports when I travel I see families and couples. Children are a great source for my imaginings. I see the elder sister ‘herding’ her younger siblings and the style employed will have me pondering her future career. The child who smiles and persuades, perhaps she will be a teacher or psychologist? The child who orders and lines up the siblings, perhaps she will take a supervisory postition? Then there is the child who does both, persuades but ensures that everything is orderly, perhaps a Manager in the making?

I have other thoughts too. There are things I see that are normal to most but bring out my more bonkers side. When driving about and I see a jogger, particularly one who looks a bit tired, don’t you get the urge to stop and offer them a lift? This may be influenced by my convinction that jogging just isn’t natural but I am always tempted to stop and say ‘Have a wee rest love, you need to catch your breath’.

Then there are supermarkets. For a woman who loves cooking as much as I do, wouldn’t you think that the process of picking the raw ingredients would be something I love to do? I watch cooking programmes, you see the chefs looking through the ‘produce’ and extolling the virtues of the green and leafy ingredients, waxing lyrical about the taste and endless possibilities. Ha! I hate shopping. I get around the supermarket as quickly as I can. I don’t throw items in at random, I  have a list in my head but I always go in with that secret wish to break the land speed record with a trolley. I shopped tonight, spending more money than I see as reasonable to get one trolley of food to keep my family for a week ( just don’t start me on the prices). As I left, I met a woman going in. She looked as cheerful as I had been going in. It was all I could do to stop myself saying ‘Don’t do it, it is hell in there!’. I wonder if this is normal behaviour for a grown-up or is it just me? Please tell me that I am not the only one who feels like this? When I mention this to friends they ask me why I don’t shop online. Don’t start me. Just because I can sit on my sofa while shopping is no compensation for having to trawl through online lists that take forever to refresh. Then you can’t find the one thing you are looking for on the online selection, hmph! It takes longer for me to do a shop online that it does to traipse through the supermarket so no, I don’t do online grocery shopping. If someone can tell me how to make it not a chore then perhaps I will try again but until then.

My last musing for tonight? There are two reasons you have children, at least that is what I tell mine. They have a couple of useful functions. When I come back from the dreaded supermarket I have had my fill of bags and tins and vegetables and meat. All I want to do is sit down, kick my shoes off and have a cup of tea. So, when I arrive home from the supermarket, I walk in the door, sit down and demand tea. Strangely enough, this is one of the few times when my children kick into action without any nagging. The bags are taken in, unpacked and, with only a few queries about what goes where, everything is put away and a cup of tea miraculously appears by my side. Just goes to prove that Lesley’s random thoughts (and demands) sometimes succeed. Bliss……..

I close with my normal request to you:-

  • Donate to a valid children’s charity of your choice. It is easy to do – online, collection boxes, Give as You Earn. Any amount is important and I am delighted for one pound, dollar, euro, yen to reach a charity. Donate a present to a family or child that will not have the holiday season that you might expect and plan for.
  • Visit this blog and comment anywhere with the charity, amount including currency and please also tell me what you wanted to be when you were 8. I love the stories of childish ambitions.

I will then:-

  • Add your donation to the Totals page on this blog, totals are updated weekly.
  • I will also write some words about the current donations and the charity
  • All comments will be stored on the comments page so that you can see what charities people are interested in and also what a variety of 8-year-old ambitions we have already. I am looking forward to way more surprises from you all.

The steps are simple. Again, if you like the idea please tell others so that they will come and tell me their stories.

Take care of you and yours.


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