I'd best move that journal entry out of the way....
Today I made my mind up to STAY on SG. Maybe it wasnt such a good time to get back on here, yesterday. It was touch and go for a moment or two.
I spent the day in my own domain and did a lot of thinking. The dereliction and overgrowth which surrounds my house helps to drown out the traffic, and the drizzle put pay to most of the people. I packed a book and some water and cycled off to find a quiet spot. I ended up in the ruined Chinese gardens at Rivington. On the steep slopes of Winter Hill / Rivington Pike.
Its a place I love visiting because after the weekend, it becomes MY private playground. Almost choked with rhodedendron and thick undergrowth. It was designed By Lord Lever for his wife, a hundred years ago, and destroyed by the Manchester Suffragette Movement a few years later. The water board who bought it never bothered to restore it and its a real wilderness now. I just love sitting in the towers or on the bridges and stairs.
I found a nice dry arch in a high bridge over a ravine and sat in shelter and read. I got me to thinking about a few things and it really put some things into perspective... Saturday and Sunday I was a real mess. Im WELL on the road to my usual self again... I'm feeling very 'zen' right now, although I have a "KARMA / STRESS ZIT" in the middle of my right eyebrow which feels the size of a fucking marble...
Not exactly sure why, I'm actually shaking as I type this.
Some good news (albeit tarnished somewhat) arrived in my inbox on Friday. I've been invited back to that company for the final stages to me gettting offered that job... You know, the one from AGES ago.. Apparently the staff member dealing with the process was ill for some weeks. It's looking good though. As always, I'll keep you posted.
I'm going to 'sign on' at the job centre tomorrow, which should put something back into my account to replace the hole left by mugger (and friend). I MAY let JSA know in advance my start date (or is that tempting fate?).. Whatever happens, I'm looking forward to a nice gentle pint of Boddingtons in my fave 'old mans pub'. If anyones up for a chat and a half or three, bring some change, theres some good stuff on the jukebox...
Much love to those in need of some. I know I AM. With a little left over for those that don't... It's on the house ------>
v78 @_@
ps.. This journal is in honour of poprock, debby, LS AND NG/NM
Quick edit: just added a few pics I found of the Pike and gardens I mentioned earlier (the last five).
Today I made my mind up to STAY on SG. Maybe it wasnt such a good time to get back on here, yesterday. It was touch and go for a moment or two.
I spent the day in my own domain and did a lot of thinking. The dereliction and overgrowth which surrounds my house helps to drown out the traffic, and the drizzle put pay to most of the people. I packed a book and some water and cycled off to find a quiet spot. I ended up in the ruined Chinese gardens at Rivington. On the steep slopes of Winter Hill / Rivington Pike.
Its a place I love visiting because after the weekend, it becomes MY private playground. Almost choked with rhodedendron and thick undergrowth. It was designed By Lord Lever for his wife, a hundred years ago, and destroyed by the Manchester Suffragette Movement a few years later. The water board who bought it never bothered to restore it and its a real wilderness now. I just love sitting in the towers or on the bridges and stairs.
I found a nice dry arch in a high bridge over a ravine and sat in shelter and read. I got me to thinking about a few things and it really put some things into perspective... Saturday and Sunday I was a real mess. Im WELL on the road to my usual self again... I'm feeling very 'zen' right now, although I have a "KARMA / STRESS ZIT" in the middle of my right eyebrow which feels the size of a fucking marble...
Not exactly sure why, I'm actually shaking as I type this.
Some good news (albeit tarnished somewhat) arrived in my inbox on Friday. I've been invited back to that company for the final stages to me gettting offered that job... You know, the one from AGES ago.. Apparently the staff member dealing with the process was ill for some weeks. It's looking good though. As always, I'll keep you posted.
I'm going to 'sign on' at the job centre tomorrow, which should put something back into my account to replace the hole left by mugger (and friend). I MAY let JSA know in advance my start date (or is that tempting fate?).. Whatever happens, I'm looking forward to a nice gentle pint of Boddingtons in my fave 'old mans pub'. If anyones up for a chat and a half or three, bring some change, theres some good stuff on the jukebox...
Much love to those in need of some. I know I AM. With a little left over for those that don't... It's on the house ------>
v78 @_@
ps.. This journal is in honour of poprock, debby, LS AND NG/NM
Quick edit: just added a few pics I found of the Pike and gardens I mentioned earlier (the last five).
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anyhow....good luck with the job and everything and what happened in london ? i heard that someone was mugged, was it u ? southern bastards.
xXx
issie
reading between the lines, I take it you've had a rough weekend huh ? Hope you're feelin happier. I've just had a couple of days away taking stock of things too. Not much clearer mind, but hey,... i got away for a couple of days !
A nice Boddies sounds good,....i'll raise a glass to you tomorrow lunch time as a good wish to you being called back regarding the job. Just don't tell JSA yet. What they don't know won't hurt them, and you don't want complications now do you ? They'll only cock things up if you tell them in advance,....I worked there for 10 years, so believe me, I know !
A toast to you sir,....be true to yourself and true to your word, take care of your own, and sod the world !
the "scalliwag"