My book, at the moment

Which book’s world would be the absolute worst to live in?

A week without my boy Patch has been world I would not invite anyone to share.

As a single soul sharing a life with a best buddy/companion and then to lose them, goes beyond hurt.

A little of me died this last week. That bit will not rebuild. I’ll simply learn to live without.

It’s complicated

If you could switch lives with a famous person for a week, who would it be and why?

Around 1,000 children under the age of five die every day from diseases linked to unsafe water, poor sanitation and inadequate hygiene. ( UNICEF)


I came across that statistic this morning while thinking about today’s WordPress prompt:
Which famous person would you like to be for a week?
My answer was immediate.
Elon Musk.
I’d give all his money away.
Simple.
Except it isn’t.


My next question was, how much would it cost to provide clean water and sanitation for everyone?

Then I discovered that most of Elon Musk’s wealth isn’t sitting in a giant bank account. It’s tied up in companies, shares  and valuations.

My day would begin with his banking apps open and several confused accountants on speed dial.
Suppose I managed to turn the shares into cash.
Problem solved?
Not quite.


You still need wells, pumps, pipes, treatment systems, engineers, spare parts, and local communities able to keep everything running long after the billionaire has gone home.

The more I thought about it, the less this became a story about one rich man saving the world.
Thousands of organisations are already working on the water crisis.

The challenge isn’t that nobody cares.
The challenge is scale.
I started the day thinking I’d be giving away Elon Musk’s money.
Instead, I ended up wondering how you turn wealth into lasting change.


The world has enough wealth. The problem is where it sleeps.

Many of you know I’m very much an animal welfare led kinda soul.

Animals/ wildlife need clean water, too.

Over the Rainbow Bridge 🐾🐾

This morning, my beautiful boy went on his merry way to a better place.

Sweetness, my heart is truly broken.

Thank you for being my best buddy and companion. I will miss you. I do miss you.

Run free, lad…

💜 Patch

Edit. Patch was with me on my bid to freedom. Both of us had stumbled down a rocky road together and came out the other side.. It was brand new ground for us both. We loved it!

I look for you in each room- you’re not there.

Where are you hooch? This is horrible

Our home is too big without you

I cannot get my head around this. Where are you babe?

I call your name, but your face doesn’t  appear ground the door.

Conspicuous by your absence. I am missing you. It hurts.

Not on my watch

What are your strategies for SEO?

Search Engine Optimisation? Nah, not happening with my blog. But it seems there is a lot of it about.

Under our prompt today, as ever, we are invited via the link to ‘ view all responses’.

That is where I found the real differences between those who write for pleasure, release and fun, and content makers.

I don’t need SEOs to attract  attention. Chinese AI readers show up in my stats all the time by the hundreds.

What I will do now is go back to Reader and see what you guys are up to.

In plain sight

What’s one thing you know now that would have saved your younger self a lot of pain?

We have been asked this several times. Is it our being human, which entices AI to ask us this  over again. Because yes, they have superpowers ( like a mate that knows everything,  without being a ‘ know it all’), but they just can’t get the human touch? The thing that drives us. Those layers of conditioning, learning, experiences, and emotions they will never feel to the core.

Working my way through Reader this morning was fascinating, and probably if Patch hadn’t wanted to get up n go, I’d still be there now. Devouring your blog posts for today’s DP. What could have saved us from pain?

Replying in the past, I’ve always said I would warn myself younger self that many people, incidents, and situations are not what they seem. To keep a step back and watch and listen before jumping in, as the story line you’re going with is misleading. There’s more to it, twists and turns and manipulations and hidden agendas you would be forgiven for not realising at the time, were present.

Considering we are all so very different in ages, creeds, cultures, and the like, we are all here together as  part of this lovely community. Writers one and all.

Today, what has become abundantly clear is how similar the blog posts have been. What has caused us all so much pain? And what words from our older self could have saved us some of it?

The answer seems to be other people. Folk who were supposed to love and support us. Those who professed to care for us. Those we believed did- but didn’t.

Masks, sliding doors, smoke and mirrors. We may have suffered less without the others, they who come into your life, mess with your head, and leave you wounded.

One post I read ( I forget who wrote it)  said about giving someone a second chance when they hadn’t deserved the first.

I know it doesn’t resonate with you all, but David Bowie saying that the best thing about getting older is becoming the person you were always meant to be. I get that.

Maybe he means being swept along paths, you may not have ventured down? Accidently caught in a net, which was hard to get out of? Trapped in situations without a key to the door? All those alter ego’s he had, all the changes and reinventions, until he finally became the man he always was?

The man was a genuis.

RIP David Bowie

Why?

If aliens arrived tomorrow, what’s the first thing you’d ask them?

I’d ask them why they are here. Can’t they see from above we have made a hash of it?

I have several, lots really

What’s a personal mantra or philosophy you live by?

Count your blessings

Be Kind

The Truth Will Always Out

Karma will get you ( what goes around comes around)

Judge not, that ye not be judged

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Getting older can be a bit of a pain, on many levels. But what it teaches you is something else. Listen to the elders.