Tuesday 25 August 2009

Memories of Cornwall

My mum moved to Illogen a small village in Cornwall England about 3 years ago form Acton West London, I did not go with her I was a London girl and in a relationship, I guess I was apprehensive about her move as she had been ill.

Since then I have grown to love it there, its so friendly and calm people say good morning and afternoon to you no matter what age they are, which for a London girl is refreshing as as I have grown up London has become less friendly as time goes by, I went East Acton recently where I grew up and lived there for most of my life and spent my childhood. Gone is the once friendly place I new and loved, I felt like a stranger in an area I once knew everyone. I guess people move on.

I went to Cornwall last week and I had such a great time it was just for a weekend just to get out of London was great.

I have never really took notice of the beauty of the English country side however during this trip I opened my eyes to it.

The beautiful Green Fields so natural and untouched the animals without a care in the world life is so uncomplicated for them.

As I walked down to beach on a 3 mile journey it took about 30 minutes my sister and I walked down this long desalinate road which seemed never ending all that stood on either side of us was fields, not sure if we were going the right way praying that we would find someone who could point us or just confirm we were going the right way eventually we came across what looked like a farm and a lady was walking her dog.

There is human life form after all I laughed to my sister in jest, the kind lady assured we were on the right direction and showed us the correct way, we went down the path and through the corn fields on either side of this path, then we came to some chalets and yes through some more fields.

It was just after this I felt a sudden beauty and peace through me as we then turned in some woods which was up hill surrounded by trees and the birds singing in the trees and wild colourful flowers around, I looked down and there was a stream running through it. It felt so tranquil and peaceful, the ducks paddling along the water and It seemed untouched I had to take a photo and cherish the memory.

We carried on walking through this beautiful woodland and eventually came to a street we could here music in the distance eventually we came to the beach beautiful blue sea oh I do love Cornwall.

So now as I look back the girl from east Acton and all the apprehension I had of my mum going to live in Cornwall I am so happy as I can experience this untouched place time and time again with the summer breeze, i cant wait to go again.

Tuesday 11 August 2009

Here is the start of a story I have just begun to read, I have always enjoyed writing and recently it has just came to me, I am not the most grammatical of people but hopefully its readable. this is the opening for it, its not complete as yet I would like to see the response to it.

The Case of the Ex’s

Kelly was in a relationship she had been for 8 years and was relatively happy, yes her and Paul had there ups and downs but they were still together.
Things were going great for them they had just got there first flat and generally things were on the up.

So what did she have to complain about you may ask? Nothing really have you ever heard the expression they come along like buses, well that seemed to be the case for Kelly and her ex’s.

It started two years ago when she heard her first love Alex had gone into prison due to some severe drug problems and a marriage break up he went off the rails a bit and done a few things he shouldn't’t have. Now Kelly and Alex were close friends at school and college, and they always maintained they were better off as friends rather than as lovers, it was such a complicated friendship as they were both very jealous of each others love interests, why they never really got together other than the odd few months one will never know.

Anyway Kelly and Alex lost touch for about seven years when he got married, but she never forgot about him, I guess you never do forget your first love.

So how did they get in touch then, well it was Kellys fault really, she always cared about Alex and she had heard on the grapevine that he had gone into prison and that his marriage had broken down, so she found out where he was and she set about writing to him. I suppose she just wanted to see that he was ok as she knew how he felt she had been there but that is a whole another story. I don’t think she really thought she would get a reply from him.

It was two weeks later when she received a letter from Alex and true to rumour he was in a bad way , he had come come off of heroin and crack cocaine he was in wormwood scrubs prison for attacking and mugging a lady at knife point and had received a four year sentence. Of course this upset Kelly as this was not the Alex she knew and loved, in the past he had been totally against drugs and that kind of behaviour god he didn’t even smoke, just shows how people change in time.

I cant believe it

Its my first of many blogs I hope, I am currently at work and I cannot seem to get out of my head a program I watched last night Monday 10th August on TV.

It was about young girls growing up in rochdale following their lives for around about 18 months, I felt for these girls truly as life id pretty hard for them, two of them fell pregnant and neither of them were yet 17 let alone 18.

One of the two girls had 2 children one of about a year and a new born and the other girl who had been adamant that she wasn't going to fall pregnant did in the end.

What this program potraid is that it really can be from there upbringing, it was like these girls had no respect for themselves or there elders with there attitude. I cannot blame these girls for the way they were as there parents allowed them to be this way.

I am 32 years of age and as I have got older it just seems that the manners that I was taught as a young child both by my mother who was is a single parent and in school is no longer taught. It is acceptable to speak with an attitude and the I don't give a Shit demeanor about you.

Where do we draw the line, the attitude comes from home and from there peers, its school holidays now and for many young people there is nothing to do or no where to go which has very often been the case, so they find ways of entertaining each other.

I really believe that the government should be investing time and money into these young people instead of outsiders as these are the future of tomorrow.

They wonder why knife crime is at an ultimate high and drugs, its a way of surviving and building reputations and respect from there peers.

I had a place I could go to in West Ealing, it was a Social Club For Young People and it taught me respect, self confidence and helped me get to be the person I am today and most importantly it kept me off drink,drugs and off the street.

It is not to late, some of the young adults growing up can be helped so fund them.

There you go that is my rant for the day!!!!