Monday 21 January 2013

It Made Me Smile

There's a lot of moaning minnies around who complain that our country (and this will be the same in many countries I'm sure) is going to the dogs, lacks manners, doesn't respect this or that blah blah blah. Well. it's the little things that far outweigh what those moaning minnies perceive. As I was out walking this afternoon, there was an elderly couple waiting to cross the road; she was much more infirm, stooped and had a stick. They waited patiently  and the traffic continued to trundle by. Just then a little hatchback came along and the driver stood on the brakes, allowing them to cross. And because he'd stopped on one side of the road, then the traffic on the other side felt obliged to stop and let the couple cross. And off they tottered with a cheery wave.

It made me smile, and I felt reassured there was good in the heart of at least one of my fellow creatures

Monday 14 January 2013

Funny. Or not.

America. Please stop describing very humourous things as 'too funny'. They are either funny or they are not. I might allow you 'very funny' but that's as far as I'm prepared to go. So please, just stop.

Now go about your business.

Saturday 12 January 2013

Peter's Immutable Law of Opening Tablet Packs

When opening a new pack of tablets. the pack will always be opened at the end that has the instructions folded over the bubble pack.

Monday 7 January 2013

To Dream The Impossible Dream

I've just spent a little bit of  time making lists under 3 headings - Places To Go, Things To Buy, and Things To Do. These aren't incredibly aspirational or worthy things like climbing Everest, or  buying that dream home in the New Forest but simple more readily achievable things like travelling from Glasgow to Mallaig on the train (reputedly Britain's most beautiful train journey) or undertaking some marine mammal rescue training.

Now then. Having spent many hours listening to speakers talking about aiming for the stars and 'if the dream's big enough the facts don't count', is it so very wrong to have these lowly aspirations? Surely to have SOME dreams is better than not having any at all? Am I doing myself down by not having those astronomically high ambitions or are Susan Jeffers' book and 'The Magic of Thinking Big' (and loads of other books) no better than door stops?

Discuss.

Tuesday 1 January 2013