Working Methods

Up, even though it as the weekend, and at it. Breakfast, coffee and toast.

I’ve tried a new tactic on myself today, stated a number of tasks and moved between them. It seems to have had a number of advantages. First, I’m not getting frustrated with lack of progress as I can easily move across to another task. Second, the tasks all get done, eventually. The result is that I’m actually clearing up and can now see space on the other side of the living room. I’ve actually managed to get rid of some stuff and sort the rest into more manageable piles. This continued throughout the day and I feel much better for having been able to do it. With last year being somewhat of a difficult time some of it hasn’t been sorted since summer 2018.

Lunch, biscuits and cheese, supper pasta with a sort of Bolognese sauce. Red wine was involved. There’s some for lunch tomorrow.

The news from America is not good. News from an online friend who lives in a suburb about five miles from the centre of Minneapolis is that they’re under curfew from 8pm to 6am.

I really don’t understand racism. My first experience of it was on my first night at university fifty-two years ago. We were carted off in double decker buses from the halls to the Students Union. At that time the president of the Students Union was of African origin. I forget his name. On the bus the only seat left was with a Nigerian student, so I sat down and started talking. From somewhere behind me I heard “Must be a friend of …” where the name mentioned was of the Students’ Union President. It was the first time I had experienced anything like that.

I work in a multi-cultural, multi-ethnic, multi gender, multi faith organisation. We’re from every continent. We each have our own specialisms, interest and skills. We work together and complement each other. I’m among friends. I really don’t know how I’d have got through the last eighteen months without them.

I can’t understand any other way.

Tomorrow hope to find the last thing i know I’ve lost.

Porth Kidney Sands, 2009. Sea and sky really are that blue.

Music:

I’m a great fan of Sir John, whatever he does. This is a relatively early work (1707) from Handel, written while he was still living in Italy.

George Frederic Handel (1685-1759), Dixit Dominus, HWV 232, Monteverdi Choir, English Baroque Soloists, Sir John Eliot Gardiner

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