I have been looking forward to this day since first registering. The appeal of being able to write uninterrupted for a whole day, in a different environment, and sharing ideas, well really what’s not to like?
But best by far is the enjoyment of being able to explore my local area and find beauty, shape and structure in the old, the great, the bizarre and the beautiful. To absorb new ideas, mull over dormant philosophies and stretch the imagination, toning mind, soul and body to be healthy in the whole sense of the word.
A fine list, some I have yet to read. Sharing books, ideas, art and culture. It’s all about connecting the world.
One of my ‘forbidden’ pleasures is to go to auctions. Walking into a room with a myriad of items, on tables, hung on walls, hanging from the ceiling and those delicious ‘boxes’ to be rummaged through under the tables gives me goosebumps.
Wanted to share this as it is so poignant.
And I fell in love. Who wouldn’t, as child, love the sounds and feelings of reeling off the wonderful, fabudosous sounds of McCavity, Rum Rum Tugger, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer?
But I’m used to it. ‘bin living like this for ’bout a year now, on account of my parents gone. Went to live with a stranger, they said he was me bruvver, but he didn’t act like one. Isn’t a bruvver s’posed to look out for ye, and do right by ye?
But today is different. Today I am going to speak.
13 years old and still going strong; everyone has their stories
Sunflowers and yellow are symbols of loyalty, friendship and happiness in many cultures.