Good and things like that, morning etcetera etcetera and welcome to this very, very day
Feedback is the breakfast of champions. This small truth has struck hard lately because it becomes extraordinarily obvious when some people appear to completely ignore feedback, doesn’t it? At times, feedback may come from all over the world. But when it’s left unheeded notoriety may well be quick to follow. Of course, to some, being notorious is preferable to being ignored. This may be why we witness one gaffe after another after another...seemingly with no apology and no responsibility taken. It spreads and grows like masses of untethered filler in the face of adversity. It can become incredibly hard to watch can’t it? You can’t teach your grandmother to suck gobstoppers though...
I thought of giving you my mince pie recipe today. However, I think they are too easy to buy these days. Do any of you find yourselves reminiscing about the past at this time of year? Did pleasures seem so much simpler in the past to you? I know that in December I am forever being transported back to the memory of wholesome smells and delights pouring forth from my mother’s kitchen, as the run-up to Christmas gathered momentum. The house would have been Spring cleaned by now and the cooking in advance would have begun (usually at nighttime). Cocoa before bedtime and roaring fires and the bumper Christmas Editions of the Radio and TV times to bury yourself in as the excitement built up! Big sigh...Those were the days...
You do realise there are only 15 days left until Christmas Eve don’t you?
Peace
Feedback is the breakfast of champions. This small truth has struck hard lately because it becomes extraordinarily obvious when some people appear to completely ignore feedback, doesn’t it? At times, feedback may come from all over the world. But when it’s left unheeded notoriety may well be quick to follow. Of course, to some, being notorious is preferable to being ignored. This may be why we witness one gaffe after another after another...seemingly with no apology and no responsibility taken. It spreads and grows like masses of untethered filler in the face of adversity. It can become incredibly hard to watch can’t it? You can’t teach your grandmother to suck gobstoppers though...
I thought of giving you my mince pie recipe today. However, I think they are too easy to buy these days. Do any of you find yourselves reminiscing about the past at this time of year? Did pleasures seem so much simpler in the past to you? I know that in December I am forever being transported back to the memory of wholesome smells and delights pouring forth from my mother’s kitchen, as the run-up to Christmas gathered momentum. The house would have been Spring cleaned by now and the cooking in advance would have begun (usually at nighttime). Cocoa before bedtime and roaring fires and the bumper Christmas Editions of the Radio and TV times to bury yourself in as the excitement built up! Big sigh...Those were the days...
You do realise there are only 15 days left until Christmas Eve don’t you?
Peace