Saturday, 28 February 2015

Girls just wanna have fun

On Thursday I saw local authority workers listening to Cyndi Lauper's Girls just wanna have fun.  It was playing rather loud.  One of the workmen was brushing up a work area.  In my mind's eye, I saw this workmen and his colleagues brushing in time to the music - like the chimney sweep scene in Mary Poppins or a workmen version of Flashdance.  This made me chuckle.  There was something comically camp in it.  Doubtless it was happenstance but it still amused me. 

Sometimes it's the little things.....

Friday, 27 February 2015

Singing again

Vocaroo Voice Message

So I decided to share this one again.  The song keeps popping into my mind for some reason.  It isn't relevant right now but at some point, I know it will be.

*As I beam happily at the wonder of life* 

Keith Fit

When I grow up, I want to be Keith Fit.

"Howay bairns. I've been doing star jumps for 20 year, so I knaa what I'm talking aboot".

Jesting aside, perpetual failure doesn't hold Keith Fit back.  He believes in himself.  It doesn't matter how many times he ends up need deep in a mud puddle, he believes he can do anything.  We should all believe in ourselves.  The only limits, are those we create ourselves.  

Tuesday, 24 February 2015

Sample dating site messages

Today I received the following messages on a dating site:

"Would you be up for a 3sum?"

"Hi beautiful" (this person had no picture or personal information)

"I thought I would have heard from you by now" (followed by a copy and paste of their previous message)

It's not all doom and gloom. I like life.  But it is difficult to see any merit whatsoever in these messages.  Firstly, if you are going to invite someone to have a threesome, spell it correctly!  Secondly, whilst telling someone they are beautiful is quite lovely, surely you can't expect a reply without offering them a picture or personal information.  Finally, the third message is fairly confrontational in my opinion.  It also suggests expectation.  In addition, the copy and paste of their previous message is not only a tad lazy, it's also rather odd.  Are these approaches really going to work?  No, they are not.

On the plus side, dating site interaction is providing useful writing fodder and offers a worrying insight into the human psyche. 


Monday, 23 February 2015

My new blog 57 Wisdoms

If you read this blog, you might want to read my new blog  This blog will continue, as per usual.  My new blog is focused on spiritual thoughts, living life with peace and aimed at helping people who have suffered reclaim their personal power. 


Saturday, 21 February 2015

Pondering String Theory

I've been aware of String Theory for some time (no pun intended) but I wasn't exactly sure what it was.  I'm still not exactly sure but essentially it seems to have something to do with quantum physics and, amongst other things, wormholes. It's the wormhole element that most interests me. 

Following some fairly low-level research upon dimensional gateways, the spiritual symbolic relevance of triangles, The Red String of Fate and since spotting a piece of art today which was created by my friend's daughter.  All this alongside a theory that my paternal grandfather posited, whereby all elements of the world can be broken down into triangles. I now find myself wondering whether there is an array of dimensional realities so linked by vibrating filaments (strings).  I also wonder whether certain groups of people are linked by strings, loosely in the manner described by the Chinese legend of The Red String of Fate.

The piece of art I saw today, entirely by 'chance' encompassed a number of triangles linked by string.  Some of the string was black and some was red.  The whole piece was tied around an old style picture frame - designed, I believe to provide a contrast between artistic styles of contemporary and traditional.  All the triangles were different and all were connected.  This piece of art further highlighted my thoughts on string theory, connected beings and connected realities.

My dad told me about my grandfathers triangle theory many years ago.  I have no idea when my grandfather shared his thoughts with my dad but sadly my grandfather died long before I was born, and, in fact before my mum met my dad.  Looking at the timeline, my grandfather died before the early phases of String Theory had been posited.  My grandfather's theorized that all elements of the physical world were made up of triangles.  These triangles might not be obvious to the naked eye but could be discerned at a microscopic level.  It's unclear to be whether he thought these triangles were gateways or could act as gateways between dimensions but it's possible that he did.  I shall quiz my dad on this. 

Triangles and, oddly enough, fish or the triangular shape of a fishes tail can be seen in an array of spiritual discourse.  It would seem that triangles and fish symbolize gateways to other dimensions. Of course spiritual symbolism might be seen as worlds apart from scientific theory.  Yet might these seemingly disparate elements be linked?

Might other dimensions actually exist, might triangles somehow provide actual gateways to other dimensions, might beings and dimensions be connected by string?  These are interesting questions, ones that I shall ponder upon further and share on this very blog. 


Assembling independence

I have assembled a buggy and baby chair for my daughter's dollies, largely because her birthday is imminent.  I'm super impressed with my achievements.  In the past I would have asked for help. Yet I'm more than capable of assembling things.  In fact I'm on it like a damn Easter bonnet.

I can feel a bout of Destiny's Child's Independent Woman coming on.   I'm fairly sure they don't mention toy DIY in their lyrics so I'm adding a line or two....
The toy buggy
I fixed it
The toy dolly chair
I made it
I depend on me
(I depend on me)

All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the mummys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me
All the mamas who profit sterling
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who truly feel me
Throw your hands up at me

*Gives herself a round of applause. Bows and curtsies for balance*.


Friday, 20 February 2015


If we operate with compassion then we will be happier.  If we have compassion for others then we will feel a sense of calm.  Expect nothing in return, only feel happy to have compassion. Expectation leads to disappointment. True giving expects nothing in return.  True giving provides a sense of joy just by giving.

Send love to those that have hurt you.  Think of them kindly.  It can be hard to do this.  For some hurts, it can even seem impossible.  But do try.  The more kind, loving thoughts you have, the better you will feel.  The more act of kindness you give, the happier you will be.  However, don't expect thanks or for those acts of kindness to be returned.  Just move on.  Kindness will be returned when you're not looking for it. 

Hate only encourages more hate.  Pure love encourages more pure love.

Yesterday I discussed behaviour management in children.  Children thrive on attention. The attention can be positive or negative. When a child is applauded and acknowledged for doing something wonderful, they beam.  They also respond to shouting.  Generally they respond to shouting by continuing to behave in an undesirable way because they have attention.  Children mirror the actions of those they spend time with.  If you shout, they will shout.  If you demonstrate pure love and compassion, they too will demonstrate pure love and compassion.  In a sense, this continues into adulthood.  It is very hard to respond to a person who is shouting, with compassion.  It is very hard to feel a sense of love in times of turmoil.  It is very easy to respond to anger, with anger.  It is very easy to see something barbaric on the news then respond mentally with thoughts of hate towards to the people who have carried out terrible crimes.  You might even say it's understandable.

The world does not want a cycle of hate and horror.  The world needs a cycle of love and compassion.  Though it is difficult, respond to horror with thoughts of compassion.  Mentally send the perpetrators of terrible acts compassion.  Mentally encourage them to see the love they have lost from their hearts.  It might sound pointless but it isn't.  If it does nothing else, it will provide you with a sense of calm rather than a sense of anger.  

Have you ever walked into a room and picked up on an uncomfortable atmosphere?  Yet the room is quiet, the people in the room are watching tv or carrying out some domestic activity but there is a sense of awkwardness.  Perhaps those in the room have just had a huge argument.  Perhaps they have even come to violence.  They seem calm now but internally they are not calm.  They are doing normal things, they even smile, they say nothing but the sense of turmoil can be discerned.  What are we responding to here?  We are responding to negative feelings.  We are responding to energy.  This is because we are all connected.   We are all energy.  This being the case, by working on positivity, on compassion and pure love.  By sending positive feelings into a room, into the world - this is what we will create. 


Thursday, 19 February 2015

What about second breakfast?

A dream come true

Yesterday I was told that I'm a dream come true, which was nice (nod to The Fast Show).  I note that this person hadn't actually met me, beyond a brief visit to my dating profile.  Thus I was a dream come true based on my photographs and bio alone.  Needless to say he likely sent this message to more than one lady. Moreover, and perhaps unsurprisingly his enthusiasm for me was not mirrored by my enthusiasm for him. 

Although, coincidentally, each morning, I jump out of bed, and run, childlike, to the full length bathroom mirror, sweep back my perfect-not-at-all-dragged-through-a-hedge-backwards hair, pout at my reflection and say "damn Hazel, you're a dream come true".  Then I punch the air triumphantly and breeze about my day.   Yes.  Okay no but I am practicing self-love . Not self-worship, that would be most worrying but I am trying to see myself as lovely. 

So I suppose it is possible that this man really did deem me a dream come true.  Perhaps I should acknowledge his compliment, over the top though it be.



Yesterday eve I watched the film Lucy.  I'm fond of sci-fi and fantasy orientated films.  Indeed, these two are my genres of choice.  I'm also fond of films that depict strong women.   I did not expect to feel a greater sense of spirituality following the film, yet I do.  

I'm slowly strolling along a spiritual path.  I'm meditating more, savouring the moment, being mindful, carrying out angel rituals and listening to my inner wisdom.  I've long been open to spirituality but I'm becoming ever more open to it.  I didn't imagine for a moment that a Luc Besson film would encourage spiritual thoughts.  Without giving too much away, the film poses questions about the meaning of life.  It reminded me that we, human beings are connected to each other.  We are likewise connected to animals, to matter, to light, to trees and so on.  It highlighted that we are all cells trying to evolve. We are all trying to be more than we are.  

There were moments in the film of great horror and there were moments of great beauty.  Indeed these moments were often simultaneous in their portrayal - which reminded me that positive and negative forces are two sides of the same coin.

Through the film, I now wonder how much of the brain human's actually use.  Interestingly, the film posited a theory about cerebral capacity which I think echoes science fact.  Certainly, it would be interesting to see what people could actually do if they operated at 100%.  Perhaps we would be further enlightened.

The film also pointed towards a correlation between a more primal way of life and enlightenment.  This too was interesting, often the idea of a sophisticated society tends to be viewed as more evolved, as better.   The human's great technological achievements, our powers to 'harness' the world's resources, our complex social structures and our ever-present 'need' to acquire wealth, is seen, by some, as vital and the pinnacle of development.  Whereas those peoples more connected to nature, perhaps living a more tribal way of life are seen as under-developed.  Of course different discourse exists.  Many now see great merit in a more natural way of life.  American Indian or Aboriginal peoples, for example, are now esteemed by Western society.  

So Lucy has encouraged me further along my spiritual journey, an unexpected but welcome outcome to watching another great Besson film.  


Life is learning

The meaning of life is a question that people often wonder about.  I think life is learning.  It's about learning to be, learning to live, it's about acquiring knowledge and sharing knowledge.  I don't refer to the type of learning one carries out in school or college, although that too has great merit, I refer to a deeper knowledge.  The knowledge of the world, of people, of giving and receiving love. 

We are all connected. 


Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Theme song on repeat

I've played my theme song three times via You Tube.  This indicates how I'm feeling today.  I need an extra boost.  Singing my theme song in my head wasn't enough, singing it out loud wasn't enough - Barry was needed. 

Some days are harder than others. That's life.


Monday, 16 February 2015

This needs reposting

I am not a footnote.

For those about to be inked

For those about to be inked, we salute you.  Before diving in, have a read of these tips via Inked magazine.  Ink is for life.

Plus a shout out for Ineffible Ink  They are totally awesome. 


I am worthy

Upon listening to George Harrison's 'I've got my mind set on you', I realise something.  I realise that I want someone to put the effort in.  Luckily for them, whoever they may be, it isn't going to take "a whole lot of spending money" but it is "gonna take time, a whole lot of precious time". It's going to take time and effort and plenty of putting me on a damn pedestal.      

Because I'm worth it.  (And I mean that in the most self-affirming, non-up-my-own-arsey way).  We are all worthy of love. We are all worthy of romantic love and love generally.


An 'interesting' offer

I had an offer.  Someone offered to be my manservant.  Really, really.  I thought, oh fabulous - someone is offering to do all my mind-numbingly boring housework then simply go home again. Apparently, I completely misunderstood the 'offer' which, in fact, had distinctly sexual connotations.  Who knew! 

Okay, I jest somewhat.  I did have an offer of servitude but I understood the connotations which is why I didn't reply to the message. 

Dating sites: it's takes all sorts. 


Sunday, 15 February 2015

Advice for men

 MEN - if you have put yourself on a dating site, do not, I repeat, do not take pictures of yourself without your top on.  It doesn't matter how beautiful you are / or think you are.  It really doesn't.  Put your top on.  Unless you have tattoos, then take it off - kidding.   Although that's fine for a Pinterest page appertaining to tattoos or similar.  Women are not more likely to message you, if you remove your top.  They are less likely to.  It just makes women think you are after one thing.  Moreover, it makes women (yes I'm generalising) think, he must really fancy himself. Hardly room for him to fancy anyone else is there. 

And another thing - if you message someone and they don't reply, don't send them another message asking why they haven't replied because the answer is damn obvious - the woman in question is NOT INTERESTED. 

I shall now get off my soapbox.  I'm getting dizzy up here. 

PS. As the Stereophonics once said "I'm just looking, I'm not buying".  I'm tentatively dipping my toe in the dreaded sea of dating .  Eventually I'll take the plunge but for now, I'm barely paddling. 

Dinah Washington: Mad About The Boy

9 1/2 weeks

So, I've never seen the film, 9 1/12 weeks.  I didn't know that Joe Cocker's, 'You can leave your hat on' was used in the soundtrack.   I now know.  Watching the scene where Kim Basinger's character dances for Mickey Rourke's character, maybe it's worth a watch. For anyone wondering, I can confirm that Kim does not leave her hat on.  She does, however, briefly cover up with a coat.


Joe Cocker - You can Leave Your Hat on

'You can leave your hat on' was written by Randy Newman.  What a damn song.  I do prefer Cocker's version but big kudos to Newman who is artistically responsible for such an incredible piece of music.

So I was feeling rather grumpy due to bad hormonal imbalances.  A cuppa, my theme song (see previous post), a bit of Hot Chocolate's 'You sexy thing' and both Randy Newman and Joe Cocker's version of 'You can leave your hat on', and, yes I'm feeling pretty darned good now.  Tea and feeeeeeeel gooooood music, sometimes it's more than enough.

Moreover, if you're wondering, yes "I know what love is" ;-). 

Buffer face

Comedic affirmations

I recorded myself speaking aloud a list of positive affirmations.  I've just played it back.  Alongside the meditation music playing in the background, I can hear my daughter pretending to cut her play doh with safety scissors.  I can hear "cut, cut, cut, cut".  I can't work out whether this adds or takes away from the positive messages.  It makes me laugh so I guess it's a helpful, if unexpected addition. 



This is helpful.  Affirmations really help to change your perspective and lift your mood.  

Be open - forgive, love

Amber's creation

Saturday, 14 February 2015

Joyce Sims - Come into my life

And another soul orientated example of a song that gets it totally right.

Princess - Say I'm Your Number One

I used to adore this song.  Another example of an RnB, soul orientated tune.  Yet, awesome.  xx

Millie Jackson - Hot! Wild Unrestricted! Crazy Love

I loved this song when I first heard it.  I'm not much of a RnB aficionado.  It's not my area or genre of choice.  Yet there are some songs, ooooh there are some songs within the genre that really tick my boxes. This song is one of them.  There is something about the music.  And clearly there is something about the lyrics.  It's about passion and really feeling sexual love.  :)

Sending some love

I'm sending some love to everyone.  EVERYONE.  All the beings on the planet and beyond.  Not just the people.  The animals too.  Even the scary ones.  I'm sending love to all.  Valentines Day might be considered a crass and commercial pointless waste of energy. It might be considered a celebration of romantic love.  I think it should be celebration of all love.

So I'm celebrating Valentines Day by sending some love to all.  Moreover, I'm listening to Chaka Khan, I feel for you whilst drinking lovely Rioja.  Chaka Khan's song is clearly about romantic love.  Yet I believe it could be interpreted as thoughts of compassion.  Of living one's life with humility.  Of valuing our fellow being.  If we all have compassion for others, then the world will be a much happier place.

I don't always get it right.  I sometimes fail to considers others feelings.  This is because I sometimes float around in a Hazel bubble.  But I'm trying ever harder to get it right.  I'm trying ever harder to be true to me and simultaneously live my life with kindness.

It can be hard to see the truth of situations.  It can be hard to work to the highest good of all.  But it's worth the effort.  People matter.  I'll expand that, all living beings matter.  With this in mind, from this moment, I will work hard to consider the feelings of all beings.  I will try to live my life with the utmost kindness and humility. 

Big love to all,


Friday, 13 February 2015

Don't Make Promises by Joan Baez

Vocaroo Voice Message   So I'm at it again, singing on my blog.  This song is relevant to me for more than one reason.  I also absolutely love it.  Upon checking, I'm singing in the wrong key.  Oooops. The wrong key but still a good key.  ;)

And here's the epic Joan Baez singing it:


The one ring

Okay so the ring to which Im referring isn't the one ring (that's gone to dust in the fires of Mordor).  The ring to which I'm referring is my ring, my own precious. Sorry, I've gone all LOTR again.  Ahem it's a ring that my mum gave to me today.  Years ago, unbeknown to me, my mum was going to give me a ring as a birthday present.  It was a ring she had once bought from Blue John Mines about 30 years ago.  A ring that I think once contained Blue John.  She lost the original stone so had an amethyst crystal added.  Once the ring had been altered, she wasn't sure it was good enough to give to me.  So rather than take it back to the jewelers, she put it in a box and forgot all about it.  There it has remained for around 10 years.  Today I'm wearing said ring.

It has come to me at a time when I'm becoming ever more spiritual.  I've been doing mindful meditations, angel rituals and other spiritual things.  From what I understand about crystals and their healing properties, amethyst is associated with increased spirituality and enhanced intuition.  I believe that this ring was meant to come to me now.  I wasn't meant to receive it earlier.  (Mock me you cynics, I dare you).  ;-) 

As Sam Baldwin said in Sleepless in Seattle - "what's that thing called when everything fits together".  In answer, he jokingly says "The Bermuda Triangle".  He jokes because his friend is pretending to fix him up with a demanding Architectural client.  It's also meant as a nod towards fate and destiny.  The actual answer to the question is synchronicity - when seemingly unrelated events just fit together.

As I step along my spiritual path and continue my life's journey.....I'll be wearing my amethyst ring.........


Thursday, 12 February 2015

I am my own knight

As a child growing into a teen, I thought a metaphorical knight in shining armour would come and rescue me.  I really thought a man would come into my life and sweep me off my feet.  As time past, I began to be aware of more feminist discourse, never-the-less I never let the idea of a metaphorical knight go.  Until right now.  This moment.  I'm open to romantic love.  I still believe in soulmates.  But I am my own rescuer.  I'm surrounded by love - that of my daughter, my family, my friends and love for myself. 

I've had many periods of doubt.  I've wondered if I can live this life as a single mum and manage all avenues of life on my own.  I realise that I can.  I feel a strong sense of who I am and, moreover, I feel strong. 

Life will throw many challenges at me. Life throws challenges at everyone.  I know I can overcome these challenges.  I can do this because I believe that I can. 



"Unfinished Sympathy"

I know that I've been mad in love before
And how it could be with you
Really hurt me baby, really cut me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

The curiousness of your potential kiss
Has got my mind and body aching
Really hurt me baby, really cut me baby
How can you have a day without a night
You're the book that I have opened
And now I've got to know much more

Like a soul without a mind
In a body without a heart
I'm missing every part

Beats International Dub Be Good To Me

My theme song: Ally McBeal, Barry White

I used to watch Ally McBeal.  It was incredible TV viewing in it's early phases.  Totally surreal and completely crazy.  Just like me.  I connected with an idea in the programme, which started with the character John Cage.  Before court he would use Barry White's epic song, 'My first, my last, my everything' to get himself into the zone.  The song seemed to increase his confidence and was almost magical.  I was so impressed with the idea, that many years ago, I decided I needed my own theme song. Being totally without imagination, ;-) I decided to use the same song as John Cage.

I forgot all about my theme song until this very moment.  Now, my theme song is back.  The next time I need a boost, I shall sing 'My first, my last, my everything' in the privacy of my mind and, on occasion, I'll sing it out loud.  Personal theme songs - it's the future.   

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Bob Dylan genius

'Don't think twice it's alright' has just come on Vintage TV.  Such an epic song.  I prefer Joan Baez's voice and melody but Bob Dylan, your lyrically genius stands up amongst greats.

Monday, 9 February 2015

BBC Sherlock Series 3 Soundtrack - Waltz for John and Mary (From The Sig...

The red string of fate

The red string of fate is a Chinese legend based around the idea that two people are tied together or destined to be. Generally it is thought that two people are connected by a red string from their little fingers. This idea of predestined lovers, is similar to that of the Western notion of a soulmate.

The red string of fate is also present in Japanese legend.  It has been referenced in Magna, Anime, film and music.

Regarding music, I'm drawn to two tracks by Sucioperro called 'Reflexes of the dead' and 'Threads'. In both tracks, the protagonists are connected by red string. The songs suggest that the connected two remain tied together, no matter what. The album these tracks are taken from is called 'The heart strings and how to pull it'. This again echoes the red string of fate legend.

I've always been fascinated by fate and destiny. In particular, I like the idea of a soulmate. Whether fate has any connection to reality is open to debate. Contemporary fiction is filled with the idea of star-crossed lovers that will somehow be together, against all the odds.  In this vein, two films that stand out for me are 'Sleepless in Seattle' and 'An affair to remember'.  As fans of the first will know, 'Sleepless in Seattle' heavily references 'An affair to remember'.  I believe that art follows life and life follows art.  Perhaps with the red string of fate and similar concepts, fiction captures more than myth and legend. 

The red string of fate or soulmate love, is a far-fetched notion for some. In particular those people who rely upon logical explanations.  In my opinion, some things have no logical explanation.  Some things just are.  Some things happen simply because they are meant to.  Perhaps the red string of fate is one of those unexplainable realities that sits outside known logic. I certainly hope that it is. 


Saturday, 7 February 2015

We came, we conquered

Our London trip happened.  And what a memory it was.  I have grinned almost constantly from Friday afternoon until about now.  My face actually aches.  There were times today where my body shook with sheer excitement.  There are kids in Lego Land that are less bouncy-around-with-joy than I've been today. 

Why all the fuss?  Well, my amazing sister arranged for me and friends to embark upon a London trip, compromising of a Sherlock tour, dinner in The Sherlock Holmes pub and.........wait for it..............we actually saw the filming of the Sherlock special.  In other words, we saw Benedict Cumberbatch, Martin Freeman, Una Stubbs, Mark Gattis, Steven Moffat and Sue Vertue in real life.  Some of which, got up close and personal (well kind of). 

Mr Cumberbatch.  Oh how I wish my zoom worked

On set today: there was fake snow, people saying "action", production crew doing production crewy things, horse drawn carriages, a deerstalker, fake mustaches, Victorian attire, pretend smog that refused to move correctly and, have I mentioned, there was Benedict Cumberbatch!  Benedict Cumberbatch about 8 feet away from me.  Actually walking his long-legged stride.  Actually walking and sending charisma bubbles into the ether.  Martin Freeman did his John Watson walk, the one where he marches with purpose.  Like he's late for an appointment but isn't panicking.  Fellow fans will know what I mean.  Epic.   

The Watson Walk.  Martin Freeman taking a short break.

Moreover, I have spent time with some of my dearest friends, one of which, I hadn't seen for about a year.  My friends and I have laughed, chatted, drank and eaten.  Once or twice, I almost cried.  We have created memories that will ever remain some of the best I've had.

Mark Gattis posing with fans. Sherlock special set

In no particular order, thank you to mum, dad, Hayley, Gav, Liz, Nikki, Dani, Sam, Sarah.  (So sorry that Steph and Gaynor couldn't join us).  I love you all. 

Steven Moffat, pics with fans on the Sherlock special set

PS. Is Benedict Cumberbatch better in real-life? You can bet your boots he is.  That man is an absolute god. If my BC crush slipped away due to some real-life romantic interruptions, it's now back and better than ever.;) I'm not single, I'm mentally dating Benedict Cumberbatch. 

Sue Vertue Sherlock special.  Speedwell's Cafe

Quite a clear pic of Ben.  He was about 12 foot away :)

Una Stubbs, aka Mrs Hudson.  :)

Wednesday, 4 February 2015

London calling

My friends and I will soon travel to London, to partake in some Sherlock fun.  We will enjoy a BBC Sherlockian tour, a social gathering at Speedy's Cafe, dinner at The Sherlock Pub and, lest we forget, some hardcore dancing and beverage consumption.

Yes, it is finally upon us.   It's an event I've long waited for.  When it was arranged, it felt like an eternity away.  I recall the moment that my wonderful sister first suggested that we celebrate my birthday with a Sherlockian trip to London.  I was in something of a dark place at that time, and a Sherlock 40th Birthday celebration seemed like the light at the end of the tunnel.  Albeit a blooming long tunnel, with a faint glimmer of light on the edge of vision.  Time travels on and so that faint glimmer is now a luminous beacon.

The troubled matter of the last few weeks have, at times, caused me to loose sight of my Sherlockian London excitement.  Yes, I did lose my way a little.  But I'm back on track.

It's safe to say that I won't bag Benedict Cumberbatch during my visit - given that he is both engaged and soon-to-be-a-daddy but that won't stop me from swooning, if we were fortunate enough to stumble upon any Sherlock filming.  Though, sadly, I doubt we will.  I don't even know if filming has ceased.  (Hmph call yourself a fan Hazel).  Never-the-less, the prospect that we might bump into BC wearing his Deerstalker hat and adorned in Victorian dress, is more than enough to encourage my excitement.  In fact, as any Cumberbabe would agree, Ben in Victorian attire is quite enough to send a lady swiftly towards boiling point (and i mean that in a very very cheeky way).

London, Sherlock and quite possibly Lord Batch awaits.

PS. If we don't see BC, I'll just refer to my Mind Palace.  ;)


The Incidentals

Vocaroo Voice Message

Yup, it's me again, singing on my blog.  I need a recording studio or something because the background noise off my laptop is most unhelpful.  That said, I'm really enjoying my virtual public singing sessions.  It's almost like singing to audience.  Almost.  If we assume I have blog readers.  Ahem.

Anyhoo, I love this Alisha's Attic track.  It's quite short. It's not lyrically ground-breaking but the sentiment and melody is beautiful. If I had someone to sing the harmonies, that would be awesome.  I can feel a sing-along a-blog with my lovely sister coming on.  She and I were once keen Alisha's Attic fans.  If you're so inclined, listen to this space for some Alisha's Attic covers courtesy of Hayley C and I. ;-)


Tuesday, 3 February 2015

Music and flowers

I've been adding a lot more music to my life and it is wonderfully inspiring.  I believe that music really lifts the soul. My daughter sings often.  In fact, she even sings in her sleep.  All our journeys are filled with her singing various nursery rhymes.  It's rather beautiful.  I find myself trying to follow her musical lead.

We've reduced our TV intake and replaced it with music.  In fact, I haven't turned the TV on for days. This hasn't been intentional.  It's happenstance that has transformed into musical fun.   

I also have some beautiful Fair Trade roses, upon seeing them, I smile.

Flowers and music.  Wonderful things to be enjoyed.


Don't think twice it's alright

Vocaroo Voice Message

This is me singing Joan Baez and Indigo Girls' cover of Bob Dylan's Don't think twice it's alright.  There is a little bit of random background noise and a brief moment where I forgot to sing but despite these moderate matters, I'm pleased to add another bit of singing to my blog.


Sunday, 1 February 2015


This is an on phone recording of me singing Joan Baez and Janis Ian's Ring them Bells version of Jesse.  Jesse, of course, was written by Janis Ian.  It's a beautiful piece of contemporary folk.  It sounds rather better with music, and of course, it sounds dramatically better, when sung by Janis and Joan.


Sensitive soul

My daughter is a sensitive soul.  I think that all children pick up on the moods of the people around them but I do feel that my little one is aware of things beyond her almost three years and beyond standard methods of thinking.  When I cry, she wraps her arms around me and says "don't cry mummy".  She also kisses my cheeks and says "all better know". It's rather beautiful.  Obviously I try to avoid crying in front of her but sometimes tears just arrive during troubled times.   

I also believe that she has a kind of second sight.  There have been numerous occasions, where she described an event before it happened.  She correctly identified that we would move to a house with a blue door and a red door.  When she made this statement, she was quite emotional and determined that she wanted to go to the house with the blue door and red door.  2 weeks later, we did exactly that.   

She identified that we would move to our current home before we were due to.  I was due to sign paperwork but we weren't due to move in that day.  She was resolute that we were going to the apartment on the day I signed the paperwork.  The estate agents handed me the keys on that day and we moved in. 

She described another event, that I can't describe on my blog but she said it would happen, and a few weeks later it did.

Most recently, she pointed to my chest and said "you haven't got a sticker".  We had just woke up and I've never worn any kind of sticker in bed (strangely enough).  I was bemused at her words but acknowledged her, smiled and changed the subject.  Later that day, I went to a course.  There was a delay getting her adjusted to the on-site Creche so when I got to my course, everyone was already wearing sticky labels with their name on.  I was too late to create one.  The sheet of labels was nowhere to be seen and the course had started.  Thus, I did the course without a sticker (as she called it).


My daughter's creation

This is something my daughter and I created on Cbeebies Paint with Bing.  An epic achievement.  :)

Hidden messages and meanings

I sometimes write things on my blog that have hidden messages and meanings.  Obviously, I don't mean there is a dramatic world-altering code hidden in my words.  I'm not a Da Vinci type. I simply mean that I often attempt to suggest things beyond the words chosen.  Likewise, the songs I blog about portray hidden messages. 

Love and peace,



Fleetwood Mac - Dreams

I miss the incidentals

I miss being with someone.  I like watching films whilst holding hands.  I like hugs.  Hugs with my daughter are epic.  Beyond compare in a way but they sort of revolve around me offering comfort and protection to her.  Exactly how it should be, of course.  But I do like a hug that offers comfort and protection to me, with some romance and sexual chemistry thrown in.  In short, I like the kind of hug you get with a partner.

I posted about The Incidentals by Alisha's Attic yesterday.  The song is about sexual chemistry and that elated feeling you get during the first flushes of love.  When the chemistry is right, it really can feel like little explosions, as your body responds to theirs.  It's a wonderful thing.  It's actually quite strange how it works.  It isn't just about someone's personality, their intelligence, their wit or their looks - it's something else, something undefinable.  It's lots of little things that combined mean that a kiss virtually generates a background orchestra.  A metaphorical orchestra obviously.  Unless you happen to be at a concert.  

As Alisha's Attic highlight, chemistry, for the most part, is about the incidentals. Add those incidentals together and boomshanka, you get dynamite eruptions. 

I miss feeling like that........

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