Arrival in the Dark ...

Central London To My Destination in Kernow ...

Destination Darkness ...

This time on this particular journey ... from Kent to Kernow ... The positive side in this is getting to see some Christmas lights splendour already in situ ... 

The golden wreath lights done artistically, passing through Bodmin. And the local garden centre on the outskirts of the town I was travelling to, had the tree lights sparkling in the normal trees, reflecting beautifully in the pond. 

All beautifully done ... without the tackiness of the harsh side of decoration; or too much ... but then that is me ... 

London Victoria Coach Station, England, UK .

The day arrived ... to travel to environments still different to me after social isolation for a time that comes from living with a hoarder.

We travelled out of London via the area I lived and worked for a time. A well travelled area of past years. We passed the back of Buckingham Palace through the harassed drivers of Hyde Park Corner, on into Knightsbridge, passing the Christmas decorated window displays of both Harvey Nicholls and Harrods on the left.

We carried on straight until eventually passing the u shape square where I lived for a time, on the right.

Also on the right very soon after is the first of the local museums at that time; the Victoria and Albert museum, soon followed by The Natural History museum.

We travelled on past these historic buildings continuing along Cromwell Road out of London onward bound ... for the long journey to Kernow...

The Shadows of Darkness ...

from the buildings whether a village, town or city ... cast a darkness of ambiance that is always there at certain times ... It will be interesting how I react or not when I go to some forthcoming environments of old and new ... shortly ... getting from A-B via London ... 

It always depends which way we leave this city too ... it is OK if we travel by the Thames ... but first I have a walk to do in the hustle and bustle ... of some busy stations and streets ...

That reminds me I will need some change as always ... going to the toilet in London  ... costs more than a penny ...

Even in the city there is routine ... the souvenir stall ... usually have the same person ...  

As always thoughths to words are faster than I can ....

keep up with ... the good trouble of creating ... I recall how the Bee gees jot and get their words captured ... difference being my works went ... so this post loss of husband and mourning time has been done rather differently ... 

Only thing ... is on one blog alone is 60+ published and more in drafts ... and many, many more ... it is keeping up to speed ... 

With daughters encouragement and my late husband's too ... and thanks to all that inspires me ... in this world of ours ... it is more than worth while jotting these words into creations to share out there and give what others words give to me in return 

Rooms in this Home ...

are becoming the rooms that they were original created for ... 

And the devices my sister has passed on, or given as gifts became my virtual, in the cloud, whatever it gets called ... for:-

• Books  
• Folders 
• Files
• Books 
• Games
• Correspondence
• Maps 
• Travel
• Streaming
• Music
• Movies
• Home Movies
• Photos
• Documents
• Printing ... if you must ... 
• Security 
• Social 
• Musical Instruments 
• Blogging 
• Publishing
• Book Marks
• Sketch Books
• Designs 
• Paint Charts
• Home Design 

creating space in these rooms ... as yet cannot see ... but one day will come together ... 

• Kindle ... more than just books ... 
• And as always some Apps are a complete waste of time ...
• Again parting with money is all logic to quality and need ... and again the unnecessary ...

I like too those ... that you can access off line ...  and using devices with updates that you can control ... I live very simply and mobile at present for various options ... due to what past ...

The Waiting Room ...

only recently hearing a good old moan about one of the doctors ... for some of us who write or create with words ... as with the public bench and many other places I have experienced long before the tragedy that befell us and  ... still to do 

This is an interesting place to be whiling away the time ...

a very interesting place ... in fact in one waiting area ... I had more than an eyeful; while someone showed off their artwork on their thigh ... 

On the day my husband died; the Christmas Office Celebrations were in full swing  ... ironic for a fun loving outgoing man ...

All the Sounds of this Town ...

over the last day ... starting in the night with the goods trains, the dust cart, the clanking of scaffold, the passenger trains, the road sweeper and the sea gulls. I not sure which day I heard the recycle banks changed. 

The sea gulls spurred my motivation ... here you only hear the seagulls in land on bad sea days; in Kernow it is part of the soundery ...

Remember Remember

Village Fireworks 

This time ... instead of that I rather not ... naturally time has carried on ... I belong here ... not there now and been more interested in my hobbies than for a while ... 

Calm before the Silly ...

all will be seen as the week progresses ... And the requirement of stocking up the home with those perpetual items we use in our day to nourish and clean ... Hoping to settle down for a mid evening film or as with +1 

I no longer record to watch; as again more to do to irritate me after living with hoarding .... And if I wish there are other options now like streaming if I am up to speed with tech speak ... 

A Warmer Night Air ...

for a spontaneous trip to some village fireworks with a roaring bonfire, mulled wine, hot dogs, a raffle, with the fireworks set against the backdrop of the ruins of a castle ...

An amazing, sparkling display with applause from an appreciative audience. A clear night sky twinkling with those stars so taken for granted; joined in recent weeks with more twinkling fairy dust from the many fireworks set off into the air above us ...

Take a Leaf out of ...

my maternal Nan's book ... getting rid of most of your life's possessions, before you depart to the next life ...  she was pragmatic and did this in her plans as she reduced things throughout their life, and at the end when she was widowed four years before she too passed away ... They both lived to a good age.

The Bracing Night Air ...

this time of year with Bonfire Night and then the Christmas lights to come. And coming back from these outside events in the cold air and returning to a warm and cosy home even though the empty space beside me is never far, so too the legacy of the clutter still evident, but low lights and an ambiance of sorts, eases the eye.

What Was ... What Is ...

all is quiet and another night on from that day my life changed beyond the empty nest ... becoming completely empty and void of what I knew including the surroundings on the untimely passing of my husband in medieval circumstances in the 21st century ... It was more than strange ... And if I live in the Northern Hemisphere I would feel exactly the same devoid of everything I had come to know ... 

Those moments or maybe in life of the usual ... leaving school, leaving home ... maybe getting married ... vocation change, promotions etc  ... as life moves through time ... maybe divorce ... miscarriages ... illness ... death ... living with alcoholism ... or the unusual ... hoarding ... animal collecting ... 

Enjoying a Marmalade ...

I had been looking forward to making. I have still not achieved doing so this year. And today I had hoped to cook a casserole to keep my home cosy. I will try again tomorrow. 

I will oven bake some fruit too. For one, I make use of the oven for all reasons ... cost ... warmth ... simplicity and less fuss with various pots and pans and reduces condensation and washing up ... And also easier when unwell.

Since being able to use the kitchen at a whim again; is something that was never understood and is natural for us to do so. And the white goods so taken for granted.