Hobbies

Me and my siblings.

Hobby

My hobby is photography, foreign travel and music (any type will do). Amazing how my 5 year old loves taking photos and not just any photos he take the most brilliant photos of the family and anything that is in his way. The pictures always come out very high quality. I must admit I have the most expensive camera but one still has to be fairly brilliant and confident to be able to take such lovely perfect photos.  I love looking at the photos he takes.

I love sharing my photos on Facebook, I haven’t yet got the hang of the other social networks yet. I have only started blogging and I really enjoy doing that too it makes me so happy to see people leaving feedback and comments on the page. This I find very rewarding and encouraging.

I love my foreign travels too and last year we were blessed enough to be able to go with my younger daughter and her family to Turkey. We had a great time, swimming and shopping mainly and me admiring the handsome young Turkish delight as I called the young ones! They think the world revolves around them. You speak to one and the other gets jealous. Freedom is a great privilege!  The holiday was so relaxing and we made a few good friends too.  I thoroughly enjoyed it and but for the heat I would have gone straight back. Being an open and friendly person I really gathered useful friends who helped me day in and out to make my holiday complete.

Renaldo (my 5 year old grandson) learnt how to swim confidently but got hurt the last day as he was trying to jump into the pool. He split his head open! What a drama!

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Memories

Stories of old

 Thousands of memories flooded before me; the memory of the good old days, growing up in Africa where the whole community looked out for each other. Children playing outside in the evenings, not many homes had Television but telling stories about “Ananse” who was the hero. Ananse in the local vernacular means spider- oh what a hero. When I have time I will try and narrate some of those stories.

I don’t even remember what it was like as a child so innocent and happy with whatever ration we had. My strong conviction to never say what I feel but go with the flow. Those days were magical. A loving father and devoted mum always at hand to give us a hug.

My next thought was when I was about 13 years having to leave with mum and my siblings from Palladium to Asylum Down. The bickering between my mum’s in-laws and her, what an angel my mum is and the hell she went through but not once did we hear her complaining.

 Immediately followed by the memory of conversations I have had with mum and dad and mum looking after dad until he passed in December 2004.  I went home for holiday a year before and dad really opened up, telling me a lot about his family connection. I wish I had asked all the right questions and written down what he narrated properly. What an intelligent man! My dad lived life to the full but knew what religion was!

  All these thoughts speed through my brain as I listen to 3 FM and it is amazing how all the songs they are playing has a slant to my life and memories. I am struggling to find a balance in my life at the moment but the smile is still is always there. My friends and family will say there has been a vast improvement in my outlook but does anyone know how I feel? I continue to pray for Damian and Jackie everyday. Step mum seducing her step son. How can such a thing be allowed in a developed world. I know for a fact it is illegal in Africa. I also know Damian loved me dearly.. then again where is he now?

In the time to walk of this journey I remembered that there is a God up there who encourages me to forgive and forget with time I will forget.  I am conscious this feeling doesn’t allow me to be a mean person. I bet I am not the only one who has had this experience and would love to hear from others; the only good thing is to live each moment in the present; to allow the mind to slow down, take a seat and be in the moment. Not to look back but ahead and simply be.

I have the most adoring family and friends and I say a big thank you to all.  You know who you all are! The important thing is my positive journey through life and my commitment to the family and work not forgetting work life balance. At the moment I am in the right place. Thanks be to the Almighty God!

The Lord is my Shepherd and I will not want! 

Friends - Family you never had

Coming from a large and loving family, I have always been thought to be loyal and honest towards my friends.

Friends are the family we create for ourselves. There are things in life that can never come back once gone then that is it. Treasure your friends. I never knew families could be sleeping with each other. The amazing truth is Jackie Cain is sleeping with her step-son......... there is more watch this space. Yes her husband's son!!! He only died on the 29th November and straight away jumps into bed with him. This makes one think they have been carrying on before he died.

Time:

Live everyday as it was your last, time and tide waits for no one.

Words:

Don't say hurtful things to people you love,like and even those who you reckon or believe hate you. In the long run you will worry about the hurtful things you have said. Let it go.

opportunity:

This only knocks once, something great has happened to me, at the time it happened I was so hurt and angry all I could see was the dark side.

Value:
Love
Friends
Self confidence

Being sincere, hardworking, compassionate and letting go makes you the aggrieved a better person. Destiny rules, success, dreams and our future are all unknown. I recently went through pain, traumer and unhappiness which left me very angry and huniliated though I had done nothing wrong. Without friends and family I would not have been able to survive.

My friends in Jamaica Calvin and Kathi-Ann have been great and so are my troopers here in the isle of Man. Special thanks to Marie, Millicent, Joanna and all you are a great bunch.
Great thanks to my sister Marian and children, Hilda, Wilma and Audrey plus their own families.

I have recently taken up meditation and my that works. Almost all the anger and pain have vanish and I feel all calm and controlled. God's love is always with us and He will never let us down.
Take care of yourself with understanding and loveand make sure that you never compromise your own spititual growth.

Poem by Maya Angelou

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is heard on the distant hill for the caged bird sings of freedom.