Posts Tagged ‘laugh’

Work has been hectic!

Nine months ago I was being taken through a hideous process called redundancy, and at the very last redundancy consultation meeting I was asked to stay on for a period of two maybe three months…well to cut a long story short (very very rare for me) I’m still there and have been given a new contract.

 Since that most awful of times (very Dickens-like), we have just got busier and busier. I often wonder what would have happened if I had gone, who would be doing what I do now? ….Yup, anybody!! I have never ventured asking the Operations Director the same question for fear of his reply, I think knowing him as I do, it would come out something like,

 ‘Well lets find out shall we?’

I digress, its been hectic, it seems every moment of the day is taken up with work, until last Saturday.

Saturday was one of those days when you look back and a big grin spreads across your face….well it did mine anyway.

You see Saturday, was about spending time with an old friend; can I just stipulate at this juncture, old as in the length of time  I have known her not that she is a friend and is advancing in years, we coffeed several times, chatted, walked, did a bit of work, not half as much as was planned, but nevertheless work was part of the agenda.

I then went to see one of the loves of my life. We have had a somewhat love hate relationship over the years, but when you support a football (soccer for my American readers) team, you will have a slightly tortuous affair. We WON, OHHHH that sounds good, we did indeed win. Not only did we win my friends, we won in style. The mighty Swansea City beat some other team you will never have heard of 4-0!!

I was ecstatic and thrice ecstatic! Never has so much  ecstaticness been witnessed before from seat 104 D in the West stand. I was so delirious I could have kissed the person sat next to me. Had it not been for the fact that he was eating a cold steak pie, with half the contents neatly balancing on his chin, as if he was saving it for a more meagre period of his life, I would have, and he would have flipping well enjoyed it……. but probably not as much as a steak pie, by the looks!

Not only did the Swans win, but sitting in the aisle across from me was my nephew, who had called me about 45 minutes before the match to say he had been let off work early and was coming to the match. Now I adore my nephew. In the week of his 21st birthday i was to spend an afternoon with him. The pleasure of his company was only marred by driving to his new ‘pad’ which is reached by a…..well I can’t call it a road or a track really, some suspension busting, tyre wrecking, bone rattling driveway that would have had less and shallower potholes if they had dropped a ten ton bomb on it. How we laughed…..well he did anyway! I was wracking my brains trying to remember if fully comprehensive car insurance covered retrieving half your car from a ditch infested track…..but i’ve already said I can’t call it a track, but you get the picture.

Van Morrison, as im prone to quote, sang ‘Didn’t I come to bring you a sense of wonder’ and the people, the place, the event that I was so ensconced in on Saturday all brought me a sense of wonder.

To have people, places and experiences that leave you smiling, to know what it is to be BLESSED is truly wonderful.

So im still smiling and this week has just got better and better, and it’s because I’m surrounded by people and nice people, or maybe, just maybe I appreciate more than I used to?


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On 11th August it will be one year since Chloe-Marie a young lady who was 3 when I met her mum, passed away.

A young lady who I would be proud to call my eldest. She was funny, moody and had an amazing imagination. The stories she would make up or the games she would force her younger sister to play were hilarious.

The time she felt that all Barbies should have cropped blue hair was an event that will live long in the memory…..only because not hers, oh no her Barbies were perfect as they were, they had to be Bethanys and it was far too inconvenient to get Beths approval before sending them to the Chloe salon.

There was the holiday game, where, we were all to be called different names, Bethany was Boofan, Chloe was Rosie and I was Dickly Puffle, well it follows…..doesn’t it?

There was her longing, I mean absolute longing for Dairylea cheese spread. I can still hear her mutterings when in France in a swish restaurant ‘bet theres no cheese spread’

There was a gross game of make dad a sandwich, and the deal was, I would have to eat whatever was put in front of me. Tuna and jam, cheese, hash brown, tomato ketchup and peanut butter or the cakes she would press gang her sister into helping her make, that would have blue food colouring, or copious amounts of salt. I would eat it up without trying to look as if my days were ending, well I had too, there was two of them and only one of me.

Yes there were mood swings and we fell out from time to time, arguments that now seem pathetic, rediculous, a massive overreaction. Times when I was at my wits end and no doubt she was with me, but thats familys for you and it happens.

The fact is, she was just a normal girl and I loved her and she was my eldest and I miss her. The difference being a year later I think about what we had, what we had together and what we had as a family. The great fun we had.

I wasn’t a perfect dad, but I did what I thought was best, and I have no doubt, due to the fact I said it so often, that she knew I loved her. Of course as she got older it was met with ‘Your so embarrassing!’.

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I’m a fan of Twitter, in fact I’m a big fan of Twitter. Since I have been @stevepear I have learnt about other country’s cultures and customs, picked up some great recipes and been introduced to some superb music…..and some not so good.

I’ve ‘met’ some great people who I can relate too, I’ve met some not so great people that have the blocked icon next to them now.

I’ve been given photography tips, cleaning advice (tea out of carpet is a nightmare) had an abundance of replies when I was in Covent Garden and looking for a Mexican restaurant and one particular afternoon, whilst stuck in a massive traffic jam was given regular updates as to how long the delays would be.

Permit  me to go back to the people thing I mentioned earlier. I’ve got to know some really lovely people. People I have similar interests or values too. People that have made me cry with laughter. Twitterers views on life, love and the universe that have had me doubled up with laughter. Even in a series of messages 140 characters long you can get to know how people tick, their thought process or sometimes just sometimes you can be completely baffled by how someones mind works, but its great fun.

There is another point though. You can be touched by that tweet that simple says

 ‘im having a hard time’

That is what I have been struck with this week. A tweeter who I have followed for some time now, was down, really down. I got the impression that some disappointment had befallen them, some series of unfortunate events had left them feeling sad, lonely maybe a bit dejected. It was sad.

So in my attempt to blow the dark clouds away in order for some sunshine to appear in their world I sent them this link.

You see what I think the songwriter is portraying, is that, we all have an impact on people. We all have our super human touch, we send out sparks in every direction, we touch people’s lives. Many times we may not know it, we may not see the results first hand. However we all have that capacity….how we choose to use it, is another matter.

My Twitterite never fails to make me laugh, they are clever, bright, honest and funny, and I appreciate them, so, as that’s what I felt, then I thought, nows a good time to tell them

Encouragement is a great part of the tool box we need in life. Make sure you use yours, some people will need to dust it down, put some oil on it as it would have seized up through lack of use, others will now exactly where to find it, due to its constant use.

The things we say, we decisions we make have implications on people around us.

 Everyone is worth something!


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