Showing posts with label Brighton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brighton. Show all posts

Thursday, 7 June 2012

What's wrong with the world?

G.K Chesterton responded to this question, posed by an article in The Times:

Dear Sir,
Regarding your article 'What's Wrong with the World?'
I am.
Yours truly.


Yesterday, I watched a film which transformed my way of looking at my place in the world, my connection with it. It's called 'I am' by Tom Shadyac. He directed 'Ace Ventura,' 'Bruce Almighty' and other really quite frivolous films until...

I urge you to take the time to watch it too.


Yes, it's 78 minutes long, and for a few days I was thinking 'I haven't got the time to spare.' Yes, it's attitudes like mine that illustrate what's wrong with the world. Thinking I haven't the time, except time for myself.

I was at a meeting last night - a meeting with fellow graduates of Landmark Education - to create a transformational community in Brighton. Actually, there already is one but if more people hear about it then more people could join us, if that's what they want to do.  This is what we are standing for:

"One voice; community; connected; listening for what's possible; standing for a life that defies the predictable."


 And on that heady and uncharacteristically evangelistic note...(but it would be so mean and cowardly of me not to state my purpose in life)

Have a life-changing day! And that's an order.

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Just a perfect day

Drink sangria in the park...


No, I didn't drink any sangria but here was my yesterday - in pictures.

To the yard at 7, feeding and turning out all the horses and sweep-sweep-sweeping.

A long ride on Ashdown Forest on a well-behaved Poppy.

Down to Brighton - ran 4 miles straight and it was MUCH better - no searing pain anywhere (much!) and I felt good afterwards.


Home to a soaky bath with rose petal bath bomb (oh, and some water too)

 (No, this is NOT a picture of two scoops of ice-cream)

Started reading 'The hare with amber eyes'


Had a sleep.(Nothing to do with the book being boring because it wasn't AT ALL)

Out to dinner with Peter at Phish Bistro.


On to the cinema to see 'The Artist'





A great (but not the greatest) film - fascinating to see a silent movie, so very cleverly made, such wonderful facial acting!





And a very well-trained dog...


Home to a less well-trained but much more adorable dog.

And so to bed.

Oh dear, no writing. But everyone needs a holiday.

Saturday, 21 January 2012

All things Brighton beautiful

Brighton's about 15 miles or so from where I live.


It's funny living so close to one of the top English tourist resorts. It's not a tourist resort to me. It's...just one of the places where I go shopping for clothes, hardly glance at the sea, avoid like the plague in the summer months...




...and moan bitterly about the price of car parking, which is EXTORTIONATE! (I'm not even sure those are current)













Samuel Johnson said this about Brighton: "...if one had a mind to hang one's self for desperation at being obliged to live there, it would be difficult to find a tree on which to fasten the rope." (perhaps he was overcharged for parking his carriage?)

Come on, Samuel! It's not THAT bad.

Today, I'm going to run right along the front for lots of miles, marathon training. I'm very fed up with hills. Hills are painful.

If I keep moving, the traffic wardens won't get me...