Play

I was thinking about playing and being playful the other day. I realised that as adults we find it harder to just play and enjoy things rather than doing something for a reason or a purpose, which is a bit of shame really

Children are really good at this as is very obvious, but I’m not so good at it anymore and I think I need to change that a bit and become more child-like, although plenty of people think I am infantile already.

Looking forward

4 weeks to Christmas. That’s all, and after that, new year and then 2011. Where has this year gone?

People start asking you ‘Are you ready for Christmas?’ around now (and before), like it is some kind of thing you have to brace yourself against. Some kind of attack that’s on the way.

In some ways I can understand that kind of thinking. I already feel under pressure from constant Christmas advertising. I wish there was a little more joy in Christmas. A little more peace on earth and good will to all men.

The next 4 weeks will be busy no doubt, but I’m hoping to keep the ‘peace on earth, goodwill to all men’ in mind as far as I can.

Wet November

Almost half way through November now and it has been wet. Not torrential type rain, but damp. The kind of damp that makes you cold just thinking about it.

It isn’t raining today but it feels damp and cold outside.

After Guy Fawkes November feels like a waiting room for Christmas. I don’t want to get into the whole pre-Christmas mayhem as yet, but it is almost as if there’s nothing else to do or look forward to except Christmas, then new year, then the slow journey into spring.

Perhaps I should just bite the bullet and start getting on with Christmas shopping and the like as there’s never enough time usually to get everything sorted out.

I’ll give it some thought anyway.