Sometimes I think it’s better to post *something* just to keep my hand in.
Kids had their last day of school for this school year, today. I LOVE it, the holiday is not too long that I have to body slam them off the balcony, but long enough for us to relax, maybe go to the cinema, the cycle park, do some shit you know?
At work too, most of the students come to the end of their textbooks and it’s a chance to look and see how much they have actually learned in the past year and it’s gratifying to run mini test scenarios and see they they have indeed improved,grown expanded.
That aside I am beside myself that good friends, nay great friends are coming to stay for a few weeks, and I’ll be all loved-up and nurtured and laugh my arse off too.
This is irrelevent but I feel very very sad about Natasha Richardson’s death and I feel nothing at all about Jade Goody’s and I wonder if that makes me a bad person. I understand she wanted to do it for her kids, but Goody seemed to cheapen death, she sold it, but with Natasha, everyone around her and close to her have shown nothing but class. There I’ve said it so shoot me, I have thought of nothing else for the past few days.
I debated long and hard about whether or not to post this.
Then there were the two pilots at Narita yesterday and the 7 adults 7 kids in Butte.
Impossible to estimate the number of people who have ‘lost’ something precious in the past week.
A lot of people who didn’t get a chance to say what they wanted, to put things in order, to say ‘goodbye’, to make some money.
There are ‘goodbyes’ I didn’t get to say, shocks I still haven’t, and probably never will, fully absorb, perhaps it clouds my judgement here.