Month: January 2018

Instinctively Empathic

“Rabbit’s clever,” said Pooh thoughtfully.
“Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit’s clever.”
“And he has Brain.”
“Yes,” said Piglet, “Rabbit has Brain.”
There was a long silence.
“I suppose,” said Pooh, “that that’s why he never understands anything.”
– A. A. Milne (Winnie-The-Pooh)

I’m beginning to think my brain has developed an allergy to thinking for itself, because right now it cannot even find first gear.

Perhaps it’s become a little weary and in need of a break, so please bear that in mind and accept my apologies as I re-blog another post from my dormant site Facts and Fiction. It might also be good idea to expect more of these.

Recently, my friend described me as having empathy for others. My immediate response was “Oh I do hope so.” And I was touched to receive the compliment.

Empathy is an emotion and can be as simple as being instinctively aware of how someone is feeling, reaching out to them with compassion and often without a word being uttered.

Sadly, I know of those who lack the empathic emotion, sometimes described as ‘not a people person’.

And so, if I could be a Fairy Godmother with the ability to bestow a gift upon someone, empathy would be high up on my list, as would basic instinct.

However,  I’m told that Fairy Godmothers have blue grey hair and are approximately three-foot six inches tall.

Damn… I’m neither of those, another ambition bites the dust!


(c) Sue W 2018

Linked to the previous word-prompt Instinct and linked the 2018 prompt Allergic

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The sound of being warm and dry

Winnie the Pooh: Happy “Winds-day”, Piglet. – Piglet: [being blown away] Well… it isn’t… very happy… f-for me. – Winnie the Pooh: Where are you going, Piglet? – Piglet: That’s what I’m asking myself, where? [he is lifted into the air by a gust of wind] – A.A Milne. Winnie the Pooh and a blustery day.

During the last thirty six hours the U.K. has been hit by storms of torrential rain and frightening gales. Earlier today the wind speed was recorded just over the fields from me, and at a speed of over 60miles an hour. Not quite as bad as some parts, but for me, scary enough.

It brought to mind another blustery day, a day where I recorded my thoughts in a blog. The post was recorded on my now dormant site Facts and Fiction. Today seems an appropriate time to re-blog this post.

I’m snuggled under a deep and cosy quilt, in my warm and comfortable bed, and oh such a treat. The heavy and noisy rain propels itself against the window, and outside a blusterous wind is howling, but I am warm and dry.

I think of the folks out on the streets, rushing here and there, catching buses, trains and cabs. Umbrellas turning inside out and feet that are sodden and cold, but I am warm and dry.

I picture cars on narrow lanes with tyres sploshing through unexpected potholes, and angry mothers becoming soaking wet, with babies, pushchairs and children, all making their way to school. But I am warm and dry.

And oh so thankful for retirement!

(C) 2018. Linked to the word-prompt Treat

Looking over my shoulder

“One thing with gazing too frequently into the past is that we may turn around to find the future has run out on us!”  ~ Michael Cibenko. So, I’ll remember not to do that! “Today is the first blank page of a new book, I hope to write a good one!”  unknown

My first post of 2018 begins with a final look at 2017, and a selection of some of my favourite photographs.  Pictures that evoke happy memories of special days and warm conversations with friends and family, old and new.

First, may I Introduce the newest of my eleven grandchildren, Alice, born tiny at 4lb.10oz and seen here with me at eight weeks old. The second photo is Alice’s older brother William, patiently waiting for me to take him to the Halloween dress-up day at his nursery. Following on are three more grandchildren,  sisters Scarlett and Lily-Jane with cousin Evie. Bringing up the rear of this first batch is Woody our family beagle, seen here after stealing my toilet roll! baby Alice with NanWilliam HalloweenScarlett, Lily-Jane and Eviewoody-and-loo-roll

The final handul of photographs, including the Knaresborough Town Crier, a Tudor courtyard, the oldest street in England, the visiting cow and how to keep a calf warm  are seen here in a photo album. Thank you for your visit today and may I wish you a very Happy New Year.

Thank you to my daughters, Elizabeth, Louisa, and Sophie for allowing me to use my photographs of their beautiful children on my blog.

©  Sue 2018  Linked to the photo challenge Favourite and the word-prompt conversation