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Is Sitting an Activity?

Obviously I’m talking about a structured system of sitting with many active aspects . . .

Even I know the difference between that and loafing. Well, aimless loafing. I have no problem with creative loafing. I am, to the untrained eye, just sitting about dotting words on the an ethereal page, but I know it’s part of a long-running blog. I also know that I’ve been checking up egg recipes for breakfast and stoking up a case of incandescent rage by reading what passes as an agony aunt column. There are a lot of people who write questions which look like they have been suspiciously tailored to let their journalist mates rant on about various hot topics.

These are both things I need to do on a regular basis. Everybody needs breakfast. I think you can see this from an earlier post. I also need to remind myself that journalists are lazy and untrustworthy. They get paid loads of money just to sit down and write. It’s not hard. I’m doing it now. Apart from the being paid bit. They have huge resources and a dedicated web of sneaks and snitches, and they are being taken to the cleaners by Prince Harry at the moment.

In any decent society he wouldn’t be allowed near a court of law with his whining, self-serving, look-at-me sob story. If our journalists were any good they would have nailed him years ago and he’d be living as a recluse in a cold and draughty country on something resembling the average wage, not a $16,000,000 mansion in California with the American media feeding his vanity and raining cash on him.

It would be just him, his creepy Uncle Andy, and a ring of steel to keep them away from decent people. And probably a couple of those ankle bracelets. They would have to cook for themselves, run their own baths and ruminate on how it could all have been so different. They were both acclaimed as war heroes and they both married women who were well-liked for a time. What would have happened if Andrew had been allowed to marry Koo Stark, for instance, or if Harry hadn’t decided on a tell-all memoir to cash in? You’d have thought the Royal family would have learnt a lesson from the Peter Townsend fiasco.

All of which brings me to the uncomfortable conclusion that they are victims of their birth, and my views might be a trifle uncharitable. However, it is undisputable that in the old days peter Townsend was a proper hero and Princess Margaret had a sense of duty that some of the younger royals would do well to study.

Yes, sitting. It is definitely an activity if done properly.

Haddock Special at the Fishpan, Scarborough

The pictures have nothing to do with the subjects. Sorry about that.

 

Rufford at Last!

I finally managed the trip to Rufford.

The car journey was only the first step, the hundred yards of varied slopes between the car park and the lake was more of a problem.

It was worth it to sit in the sun and watch a pair of Moorhens struggling to build a nest with unsuitably large twigs. (It wasn’t so much the struggle as the persistence that made the watching worthwhile).

Things are very different from our last visit, with fewer birds, more sun and a lack of seating space. Where the winter visitors (the human ones, not the birds) tend to walk round the lake it seems that the summer visitors, who are generally older than the winter ones, like to sit. It was very pleasant to sit out in the sun, and I enjoyed it after all the time I’ve spent indoors recently. My only reservation is that sitting in the sun with a group of octogenarians is a clearer vision of my future than I want.

As soon as I’m out of hospital I’m going to start doing that list of things that’s been at the back of my mind for years.

Fortunately there’s no skydiving or mountain climbing involved.