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Maggie, Maggie, Maggie OUT, OUT, OUT.....

Gratitude List 09/3/23

  1. I floundered today and sank into an abyss of my own making. My friend offered a lifeline by giving support. Friends are more precious than rubies. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  2. In St James Park, I noticed that the daffodils are carefully positioned, standing to attention. Contained and regal. In Russell Square they are freer and sprawling, bulbs thrown up in the air and allowed to grow where they fall. This comparison amuses me. For laughter and incongruity: Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  3. The 'wild' life in St James has a close connection to humans who visit. Its a market place with active engagement (hustling) for food. Green Parakeets are high up on the pecking order, and command titbits of fruit (their exchange is to sit on people's heads). The more humble pigeons keep their wits about them for food accidentally dropped. If bribed heavily enough (peanuts) Squirrels will smile and pose for photos. This trade takes place next to large signs which read 'do not feed the wildlife'. For Narnia: Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  4. Flo is also a star turn in St James. Whilst she will not allow anyone to stroke her, she will consent to having her photo taken and being admired. All this with a look of distain, but secret pride. For Flo. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  5. Returning home I walked the length of Jermyn Street. The new Centre for British Photography had the model/puppet of Maggie Thatcher, pictured above in the window. This caused me to immediately spring back in time to 1979 when I was a student. I continued on my way, with a spring in my step. Maggie, Maggie, Maggie OUT, OUT, OUT. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  6. The exhibition centre is free, I will go back one day, when I am minus Flo. For all of the complexity of history contained in one step. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  7. Still in Jermyn Street, I stopped by the shop that sells posh dressing gowns. I discovered that these are really robes fit for the king or queen in your life, disguised as dressing gowns. They are hand made in silk and velvet. Mid range costs £1500. However some cost £3000. I must confess that I have something within me that very much admires these dressing gowns. For a moment or two I picture myself wearing one, perhaps doing the washing up? For day dreams and make believe: Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  8. A bit further along a small flower stand outside the back of St James church takes my attention. The blooms are carefully arranged and perfect. It's about 3 feet square in total. For enough space and energy to make a living: Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  9. The walk takes more than 7,000 steps and gives me energy in which to focus on work. Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

  10. For a day in which I recovered and came back to myself: Thank You, Thank You, Thank You.

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