The search for meaning, part 2. What nourishes my soul?

My bid to find meaning in retirement gets underway today and I’ve found an interesting article in Psychology Today, here’s an excerpt: “No matter how much you look forward to retirement, you may wake up the morning after your last day at work and feel sadness or anxiety. For decades, your days and weeks were structured. SometimesContinue reading “The search for meaning, part 2. What nourishes my soul?”

What mean-spirited times we live in with people still calling for Cummings’ resignation

I used to do a bit of lecturing on crisis communications some years ago including how to handle hostile media interviews. For a while I ran a module on the subject as part of a University PR and Media course. Partly out of professional interest I watched the whole of yesterday afternoon’s press conference byContinue reading “What mean-spirited times we live in with people still calling for Cummings’ resignation”

Are any of our leaders trying to be good?

They say when times are bad you learn who your real friends are.  Well times are bad now and I’m struggling to see much friendliness in the world. I watched the Netflix documentary last night about Michelle Obama’s promotional tour for her book ‘Becoming’.  She seems a good lady, they seem a nice family andContinue reading “Are any of our leaders trying to be good?”

It was great to enjoy a nearly normal weekend

This last weekend had some of the hallmarks or normality returning and how much better it felt for it. After a week of DIY it started with a relaxing Friday evening for me and Mrs Jones culminating in an hour long hot tub session downing some half-decent homemade mojitos while we chatted as the sunnyContinue reading “It was great to enjoy a nearly normal weekend”

Am I slowly coming round to the idea of being a Grandad?

After years of vowing never to have children, I clearly remember two moments when I started to come round to the idea.    One time was a trip to the illuminations at Walsall Arboretum.  It was very much a family affair full of young parents and their kids having a good time.  I remember feeling aContinue reading “Am I slowly coming round to the idea of being a Grandad?”

Simultaneously “reckless” and “feeble”, who’d want to be PM?

Boris Johnson’s first supposed gaffe as Prime Minister happened with minutes of his appointment, according to the left-wing press. After his visit to the Queen following his election as Tory leader he loudly revealed to Downing Street aides that the Queen had told him: “I don’t know why anyone would want the job”.  Divulging privateContinue reading “Simultaneously “reckless” and “feeble”, who’d want to be PM?”

An understated but unforgettable VE75

I have a feeling the 75th anniversary of VE Day will be a day I’ll remember. Rather than it being a big national celebration with organised local events centred around pubs, there were lots of little outdoor gatherings.  Quiet ones of just family groups on front gardens rather than everyone all hidden away in ourContinue reading “An understated but unforgettable VE75”

Feeling patriotic on this surreal Victory in Europe day of celebration

I could barely stop the tears from flowing as I sat through the two minute silence for Victory in Europe Day at 11am this morning. It’s a strange thing patriotism.  I was born 15 years after the war ended – amazing to think it was only 15 years  – yet talk of it rarely playedContinue reading “Feeling patriotic on this surreal Victory in Europe day of celebration”

Social life on the up during lockdown

Had one of my most social days in a while yesterday and yet hardly left the house. Apart from the inevitable weekend interaction with Mrs Jones I spoke to three people on the phone and had proper direct engagement with six others through social media.  This sociability is unusual for me and one of aContinue reading “Social life on the up during lockdown”

April is the cruellest month …

… so wrote TS Eliot in my favourite poem, The Waste Land.  How prescient that poem seems right now, consider these lines: At the end of each month, as part of my retirement transition journey, I try to set myself a few challenges.  With the lockdown taking away not only life – but also theContinue reading “April is the cruellest month …”

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