I had a lovely day out in Manchester yesterday (OK, it was overcast but it didn't rain!). I wrote about it in my Soccer Special blog this morning.
I went to watch a football match with one of my oldest friends, his father and his son. His father is 77 years old and recovering from prostate cancer. He is a bit deaf and understandably he can't move very fast. However, he jumped at the offer of joining us on a three hundred mile round trip and the opportunity to watch some live football and spend the day with his family. I was privileged to join them.
My own father was 84 yesterday and never took any interest in football. We never had days out like yesterday and his attitude has been much more one of 'I can't' rather than 'I can.' I want to be the father that continues to want to spend time with his family and I hope I might still be enjoying watching football with my own children when I'm 77 years old.
A personal perspective on life from an often-confused 50+ year old who lives and works in the Cambridgeshire Fens.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Aloha
We have just enjoyed a fabulous holiday on Kauai Island, Hawaii. I have posted pictures here if you'd like to look.
We hired a Ford Mustang while we were there but the maximum speed limit on the island is 50 mph and, more usually, 25 mph. It was really hard concentrating on keeping the speed down - especially when the car itself was urging me to go faster.
I thought of the beauty and tranquility and slower pace of life on Kauai when travelling back into London on client business on Thursday. From jockeying for position at the ticket turnstiles at King's Cross, through being almost run over by a cyclist in Belgrave Square, to rude commuters pushing me and my coffee out of the way - and all over others - in the evening as they prepared for another similar day when 'aloha' simply wouldn't make it into their dictionaries.
We hired a Ford Mustang while we were there but the maximum speed limit on the island is 50 mph and, more usually, 25 mph. It was really hard concentrating on keeping the speed down - especially when the car itself was urging me to go faster.
I thought of the beauty and tranquility and slower pace of life on Kauai when travelling back into London on client business on Thursday. From jockeying for position at the ticket turnstiles at King's Cross, through being almost run over by a cyclist in Belgrave Square, to rude commuters pushing me and my coffee out of the way - and all over others - in the evening as they prepared for another similar day when 'aloha' simply wouldn't make it into their dictionaries.
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Hawaii,
Kauai Island
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