I'm not a particularly superstitious person but I do have my moments and my idiosyncracies but I certainly don't suffer from triskaidekaphobia ( the fear of the number 13).
I do certain silly things though like having to stand on a metal strip holding the carpet to our bedroom in place. I have to step on it with my right foot on the way into the bedroom but avoid it on the way out.
I often play the "don't step on the crack on the pavement" game - I'm sure we all still play this.
What idiosyncrasies do you have I would love to know.
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Tomorrow is another jab day. Last week it was the flu jab and tomorrow it's COVID. I'm beginning to feel like a pin cushion. I was in line for a shingles jab but have had to put that off for the best of reasons which I will tell you about shortly. You might be able to guess. Let's just say I won't be having that jab until after Christmas.
Sometimes a simple message tugs at the heart strings. Yesterday I published photographs from our visit to Beccles and one showed a small boxed garden at the quay.
I stopped to admire it and then read the message put there and I found it very moving. Having read the message I started to move on to catch the other threequarters up. But then I turned round and went back to take a very quick photo to include with one of my blogs. I felt I just couldn't pass it by without thinking about what it said and how the simple message affected me at that point in time.
I include that photo again along with a transcript of the message which I hope you too will find moving.
"In memory of Cynthia of New Road who loved Beccles Quay. She had the eyes to see that all life comes from a tiny seed, a gift to us from God. Infinite Beauty. So I plant these flowers with love to her. 23/3/1941 - 5th March, 2023.
It's a very sad day when I don't visit a town, city or village and find something of interest and something to write about. Actually it very rarely if ever happens because I'm always on the lookout for interesting snippets.
The next Good News magazine is almost complete. I spent most of Wednesday on it and just have a couple of pages to finish off. It's strange how it always seems to fill itself although to be fair I do have a number of regular contributors. If you live in Hethersett why not subscribe. It's just £5 for 12 monthly copies delivered to your door. That works out at less than 42p a copy. What can you get today for 42p? It also has plenty of adverts for local tradespeople. Advert/plug over.
I'm also working on the next Hethersett Herald e magazine. In September I struggled to find news from the village, for the October edition I couldn't stop finding news and for the next edition things seem to have gone quiet again although I'm sure news will turn up.
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I'm not sure what constitutes a binge watch. I don't like the word binge but there probably isn't a better one. How about splurge? No that's no better. Anyway I took to BBC I Player to watch the final two episodes of the drama about Jimmy Savile. It was riveting and very uncomfortable stuff.
I'm not a great fan of Steve Coogan and don't find his alter ego Alan Partridge remotely funny, but his portrayal of Savile was excellent. Do watch it if you get a chance. It's British drama at its best although, as I've said, it's a very uncomfortable watch.
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Just a final thought on my visit to Beccles. I am going to write to Waveney Council to suggest that they name a road in the town after my old boss Tony Clarke who made every working day a joy. Sadly Tony died many years ago.