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I Hope, I Wish, I Dream.

I do this for a reason. I want you to donate to a children’s charity and write to me. Please see the About Lesley page or read the instructions at the end of this post…..

I know it has been a long time since I wrote here. I haven’t gone away, life simply took my time for a while.

Today I wanted to talk about hope. From that internet, I tool the following definition:-

Hope is the state which promotes the desire of positive outcomes related to events and circumstances in one’s life or in the world at large. Despair is often regarded as the opposite of hope. Hope is the “feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best” or the act of “looking forward to something with desire and reasonable confidence” or “feeling that something desired may happen.

My hope today is rooted in my beloved rugby, specifically the hope that Ireland can beat the All Blacks. I am watching as I type and am almost hyperventilating with excitement as the score stands at Ireland 22, New Zealand 17. There are 15 minutes of glorious but tortuous remaining in the match. I want to hope, I do believe. Most punters would not have imagined this scoreline based on the performance last week against Australia. They were lacklustre, uninspiring. This week a new team came onto the pitch with grim faces and a new determination. This is the best play I have seen in two years. I am proud but scared, eleven minutes to go and only five points separate us. COME ON IRELAND!

So that is my hope for this one day. A positive hope for the glory of a squad of men in green shorts. However, for so many people hope and despair are cruelly linked. People hope like they breathe, it is a natural state. We all have dreams. For some the hope is for their team to perform well, that perfect dress, a weekend away. For too many alas, their hope is for safety, water, food, shelter. So many victims of hate, war, even weather.

When I look at news stories this week I see people held as slaves in the first world, people struggling to exist in the Philippines as aid is distributed in chaotic conditions. I see news that children are being targeted by snipers in Syria. Over 11,000 children have died in this conflict and it is reported that hundreds have been shot. What mindset do you have to be able to do that? I can’t, don’t want to understand.

As I write now my hopes have been dashed for today. Last minute try and conversion by New Zealand gives a final score of Ireland 22, New Zealand 24. I am so sad for our amazing men, they performed like giants and must now feel despair. I now hope they take hope from their performance today into the Six Nations and play the way they are meant to, they way they did today.

I also hope that you will read my words and think about giving hope to someone who really needs help. One of the things that makes us human is hope that things will be better, people kinder.

I close, as always, with this:-

  • Please 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 older.

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,

Lesley

November 24, 2013 at 5:02 pm Leave a comment

Disappointments?

I do this for a reason. I want you to donate to a children’s charity and write to me. Please see the About Lesley page and read the instructions at the end of this post…..

I had my annual rugby trip this past weekend. Ten of us headed to Paris for four days of relaxation, eating, drinking and hopefully seeing the Ireland rugby team beat France at the Stade Francais. This was my fourth visit to this magnificent stadium; I was really hoping I would see Ireland win when I was there. It hadn’t happened for me yet but I live in hope.

Paris was cold! Chilled to the bone cold. The compensation for the weather was the beauty of the city, walking round Paris will always make you smile inside. We spent a couple of hours walking from the Rue De Provence to Les Invalides. I wanted to visit Les Invalides again as I hadn’t spent enough time there on previous visits. I wanted to see the very grand tomb where Napoleon is interred again. I believe that those who are remembered in history are worth seeing, they had impact whether we think it grandiose or benign. It is a magnificent setting, a tad overblown perhaps but worth seeing.

I also visited the famous shopping centre, the Galleries Lafayette. What a spectacle and I am not just talking about the prices. Even with ‘Solde 50%’ sale prices some of the price tags on those pretty things made my eyes water. I did see a handbag or two that may have tempted me but I kept my credit card zipped away so that I wouldn’t be carried away by the thought of ‘but I saved so much money!’. Seriously, the thing about the Galleries Lafayette is the beauty of the building itself, the circular floors looking up to a magnificent stained glass dome. I also went up to the roof to see the Parisian rooftops and the Eiffel Tower in the near distance, I would recommend that view to everyone. My favourite site of the weekend though? The piano playing busker, his playing was wonderful and his piano-trolley was little feat of engineering…..

Of course, the highlight of the weekend should have been the rugby. We all knew the weather was bad and knew there was a pitch inspection. Many texts came from home and we were pleased to hear that the match was on at 7:30 so we headed to the Gard De Nord and packed, quite literally, into the trains. There was good humoured banter on the train, Ireland’s call and the Marseillaise was roared out by the opposing fans and then smiles and cries of ‘Bon chance’  from everyone. It is a wonderful thing about rugby, all the aggression remains on the pitch and the fans just love to sing and smile. Our tickets were gained at the last minute and proved to be up in the gods, my fear of heights always kicks in for about 15 minutes until I get used to the altitude:) Then we sat, sat and sat some more. I was told the next day by friends that everyone watching on television knew the match was cancelled, commentators were able to say that those in the stadium were not being told.

I understand why they took the decision not to say until everyone was seated. So many people moving in one direction is hard to manage, if the thousands had been pushing in two directions there would have been injuries, this I do not doubt. However, it is fair to say that the fans gave out many boos when they were finally told. As for me? I was sitting wrapped in layers with a not-so-fetching furry hat and a rug (yes, a rug!) so stayed in place until the crowds started to thin before the trek back down those steps. There was much muttering about the referee amongst the crowd but there wasn’t really anger, more bewilderment that anyone would think it was sensible to organise a match at 9pm in such weather. The only thing to do then was to meet everyone back at our favourite Basque bar and sing with the locals until the wee small hours.

The thing about disappointment? It only has power over you when you let it. Life is that strange thing, it is what you make of it. You may want different things, you may work towards your own targets but you won’t always have the control over choices that must be made or the timings of those choices. So, what do you do then? You can shout and scream but that won’t make you feel better for long. Isn’t it better to work through the twists and turns even if it takes you a little longer? Keep your sense of humour and don’t let the little things spoil your mood. I may not see the match in Paris but I will still see the match. I did get to see Paris again and that will always be worth it to me.

I close, as always, with this:-
  • Please 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 older.

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.

Lesley

February 13, 2012 at 11:04 pm Leave a comment

Twitter, Lawsuits, Sooper-Dooper Injunctions!

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….

So, this is my post on the furore regarding Twitter and the sportsman. I am no lawyer, a fairly obvious statement. I can only write about my opinions on the  matter. There are great blogs out there on law, my personal favourite is http://charonqc.wordpress.com/. Charon manages to make law matters interesting, amusing and, for laymen like me, understandable. Charon also references many other bloggers so that we can see a breadth of opinion…

Here goes! My first thought? What an absolute palaver! A sportsman ‘played away’, stunning news.  He may regret it deeply, many people have done stupid things in their lives and look back with shame. Others have done stupid things and don’t regret them at all, counting them as a life experience. Regardless of how he feels now, surely his actions since then are more telling. I don’t know all the circumstances but have read quite a few blogs on the matter. I don’t feel sorry for him or the ‘other woman’ in this regard. It doesn’t look as if she has covered herself in glory and I am very doubtful of her ‘I was used’ tears. She knew what she was doing at the time and there is a great lack of dignity (in my opinion) in trawling round the media talking about it. Publicity anyone?

Secondly, who cares? I really don’t care. I feel for the families involved, they are the ones who will be hurt and that is sad. For the rest of us, are we so obsessed with ‘celebrity’ that this would be important in our lives? I don’t think so. I understand why you would do it to protect any children but beyond that it must be a matter for the partners involved to either forgive or make a break and move on.

Next, this is only prolonging the story isn’t it? They used to say that today’s would be holding tomorrow’s fish and chips. This is no longer true, the internet and growth of gossip magazines means stories will be dusted off and reused for years after the event. The question is how you deal with it. When a story like this breaks, do you admit it and try to move on or do you try to protect yourself using the law. You can pick the latter but only if you have the money to spend on lawyers, plenty of money. Your potential problem is the human factor. People have been known to leak secrets, shock horror. This can happen for many reasons, malice, greed, a desire to buck the system or even simply because they can. Once the secret is out, it is very hard to put it back in the box. It is safe to say this has happened. We now hear the footballer is suing Twitter. That is his choice, I just think it isn’t the right one. If I am honest, I had already heard the name before it was tweeted, I can’t remember how but was likely from someone who had found it on the Internet. So, is Twitter to blame for taking something that was already there and recycling it? Assuming the angle for any lawsuit is that Twitter should have removed or blocked the tweeter in question is, to my mind, a wee bit daft. Block one account and twenty more will spring up.

I know there are plenty of people who use Twitter for extremely serious reasons, to build their business, to highlight their cause, to inform and educate. I use Twitter to promote this blog and it has been valuable to me as I gain and talk to new followers who very kindly read and retweet my blog – thank you all lovelies, LesleyAlmost sends you a big, fat *MWAH*.  The other side of my Twitter usage is like the majority of users, we like the craic. Twitter is a massive chatty-fest and the people can be relied on to make you laugh or cry. The majority of Tweeters I talk to are kind and supportive and will lift you after a bad day. I also find that Tweeters will take a wry look at life and will not take perceived censorship too well. The way to be talked about on Twitter is to try not to be talked about on Twitter. It is a social medium and they have changed the way the world works. If someone wants to speak on Twitter they will find a way and they will parody those who want to shut them down.

My final thought goes to those who would choose to sue Twitter, are you sure you really want to do this? Take a pause and think about it first…….

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.

Lesley

PS – I would like to thank Panovision101. He has copyright on the Sooper-Dooper. So my thanks to my fellow blogger on http://lastexittoreality.wordpress.com for allowing me my Sooper-Dooper Title!!!

May 21, 2011 at 11:12 am 7 comments

Who Do You Want to Carry the Torch?

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 was watching the BBC Breakfast News this morning and saw Lord Coe talking about the Olympics. Sport again from Lesley, I hear you say. Well, yes and no. Anyone who follows me on Twitter (@LesleyAlmost in case you are wondering) will know that I love sport. I have blogged about my love of football and am saving Rugby for the World Cup later this year. I am a huge fan of the Olympics and am checking my online accounts almost daily in the hope that I have been successful in getting the tickets I requested. I will be glued to the television when the Olympics are on, switching between rowing and cycling and archery and athletics and and and…..

However, today’s blog is not about the sport itself, it is about the carrying of the torch. I think it is a brilliant idea to take nominations  from the public for torch-bearers as the Olympic flame visits all areas of the United Kingdom. We all talk about inclusion these days, it is one of those buzz-words in danger of losing its meaning under the weight of all the business-speak that has crept into everyday use. I like inclusion, to me it implies welcome, building communities and society, the areas we may lose sight of in these harsh financial climes.

It is my hope that the London Games will be massive, I want them to be successful, fun and heartwarming. I know about the scandals in sport and the concerns on the inherent drug culture. I accept there are potential cheats out there but my optimistic (naive?) nature feels that most sportsmen are just that, sporting and honest. I love the pursuit of excellence, whether it be in business, the arts, charity, academia, sport and countless other fields If you strive for excellence, have the talent and that little slice of luck that means you succeed then I applaud you regardless of your field.

I also think the London Games Committee’s idea to ask for ‘locals’ to carry the torch in each region will generate its own buzz. How better to pull people into the experience than asking them to nominate/participate in that rite that builds the excitement to the opening ceremony and the Games themselves. It is a little touch of genius. So, I wonder, will you consider nominating someone for this honour? Will you get involved and feel a part of the whole experience? I love the idea of nominating young people for this. I am going to think seriously about this and talk to my children to see if they feel there is someone who would love the chance to take part. I hope you do too. Please check out the London Olympics site and have a look. It doesn’t matter if you are not UK based and won’t be nomimating. Look at the concept, think about how you could adapt this to something that is local and special to you…..

For reference, the link to the Carrying the Olympic Flame is – http://www.london2012.com/games/olympic-torch-relay/carrying-the-olympic-flame/. Is there someone you know would love the chance to take part?

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.

Lesley

May 18, 2011 at 10:48 pm 2 comments


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