Here We Come 2022

Onwards and Upwards.

Two favourite quotes today – 

“Don’t wait for a light to appear at the end of the tunnel,
stride down there and light the
bloody thing yourself.”
Sara Henderson – From Strength to Strength

“The best way to not feel hopeless is to get up and do something. 
Don’t wait for good things to happen to you. If you go out and make some good things happen, 
you will fill the world with hope; you will fill yourself with hope.” Barack Obama

It’s January 3rd here in sunny, warm, Wellington, New Zealand. 

By now we are getting used to seeing 2022 on newspapers, email, etc., and 2021 is rapidly becoming a memory.

I have written my list of achievements for the last year, and may I say I was agreeably surprised at the length of the list.  Some are very small things, but a couple were life changing for me.

As Douglas Adams, (he who wrote The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy) said.  

I may not have gone where I intended to go, 
but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.”

Did you make resolutions on January 1?  I didn’t because I know that they won’t last even until the end of January, but I do set goals at the beginning of each year.

My goals for 2022 are written down and shared with Chris, the other half of A World Apart.  As we say, a goal is not a goal unless it is written down. Until then it is a hope, a wish, or a thought, but it becomes a goal once it is on the computer or preferably on paper. And it must be SMART – Specific, Measurable, Attainable, Realistic and Timely. 

Now time to take off my Life Coach hat again.

Having said I don’t make resolutions, I do like these resolutions from Bridget Jones Dairy. They are so unachievable – they make me laugh.

“Resolution number one: Obviously will lose twenty pounds.
Number two:  Always put last night’s panties in the laundry basket.
Equally important will find a sensible boyfriend to go out with and not continue to form
romantic attachments to any of the following:
alcoholics, workaholics, commitment phobic’s, peeping toms, 

megalomaniacs, emotional fuckwits or perverts.
And especially will not fantasise about a particular person
who embodies all these things”

So now onwards and upwards into 2022.

As you know, it is summertime here and most people are still on holiday.  Offices reopen on the 5th or 6th. But as is usually the case, many people enjoy themselves without thought of the consequences.  New Zealanders love the ocean and all the water sports. But some do not swim in safe and patrolled areas. They put themselves and others at risk.  Surf Lifesaving NZ reported “Three people have died in separate water-related incidents while swimming at beaches on Boxing Day, as surf lifesavers urge people to stay safe.” And The NZ Herald reports  today, “Two men have drowned in the notoriously dangerous Manawatū River this afternoon. It comes just days after a woman and young girl who were refugees from Burma drowned in the same section of the Palmerston North river.”

And what about drivers?  Fourteen deaths have been recorded over this holiday period so far. There are three more days until the period is officially ended, and the number of accidents are not recorded.

And so, to add to the two deaths we suffered in our family during 2021, we have these other 14 at the very beginning of 2022. Even though I don’t know these people, I offer my heartfelt wishes to their grieving relatives and friends.


Time to move on from the melancholy!

Wellington has been described by Lonely Planet as the best little capital in the world. I live here and with my family and friends know it to be true. And you can’t beat Wellington on a good day!

A crowded city beach!!

Time now to sit in the garden in the sunshine, with a sandwich for a late lunch and because I am English, a cup of tea.

” Go ahead, get excited about the future; the past won’t mind.”
Judith Baxter, Blogger, Writer, Grandmother and friend. 1938 – 

Crowded House

“No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship
of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”
Robert Southey, English Poet 1774-1843

I have written before on my other blog about the crazy old lady who has taken up uninvited residence in my apartment. And she is so very annoying eating my food, using my hair products and even at times, stealing money.  I wish I could make her go away.

And now she has ben joined by yet another uninvited guest. He too, is living here rent free. He eats lttle but he takes up spac ein my very small apartment. His name? Mr Nobody.

I know a funny little man as quiet as a mouse,
Who does the mischief that is done In everybody’s house!
There’s no one ever sees his face, And yet we all agree t

hat every plate we break was cracked By Mr. Nobody.
’Tis he who always tears out books, who leaves t
he door ajar,
He pulls the buttons from our shirts, And scatters pins afar…”

Can you imagine the mischief these two get up to when I am away.? Yesterday, I could have sworn the house was tidy when I left for lunch. So who strewed papers and magazines around/? Who left a coffee mug on the draining board?

it’s great to have someone else to blame.

“Uninvited guests are often most welcome when they leave.”

And Wellington’s summer 2021 is still elusive. Today is Friday. Wednesday presented us with a glorious day and once again, lulled us into thinking summer was here. But no. Wind and rain greeted us yesterday and todayat 7 am, its not looking as if it will change. Don’t we all love talking about the weather?

So with nothing else to say today,. Until the next time.

JB 10 December, 2021

What was that?

No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”
Robert Southey, English Poet 1774-1843

Yesterday, summer came to Wellington and we are told by NIWA (National Institute of Water and Air) that we are in for a long, hot summer. So fingers crossed.

Over the past couple of days, probably inspired by my last post Is Life an Obstacle Course? I have been musing on past events. Oh by the way, in that post I forgot to mention the brush with breast cancer some 21 years ago and what I learned from that. I learned once again, that I have the best daughter in the world, backed up by my son and daughter-in-law. Of course, at the time the boys were too young to be supportive and in fact, one hadn’t even been born yet.

So back to the musings of this ancient mind. I took the trouble to reread some of the posts made years ago on my blog Growing younger each day. Interesting reading. I came across a post published on December 1, 2017 and I thought it would interest you.

And –

“When the sun is shining, I can do anything; no mountain is too high,
no trouble too difficult to overcome.”
Wilma Rudolph,American sprinter,world-record-holding Olympic champion
1940 – 1994

Until the next time.

JB 2 December, 2021

Getting to Know You

No distance of place nor lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each others worth.”
Robert Southey, English Poet 1774-1843

In the few days since we published the first post here, we have reconnected with blogging friends from our other blogs and met some new folk who will no doubt, become friends.

Don’t you just love the blogosphere? Friends, most of whom we have never met, and probably never will. but whom we consider our firm friends.

In fact, in the ten years since I started blogging, I have met only two of these virtual friends in the real world.

Some years ago, when in Oxford in England, I met Sallyann of Photographic Memories.  Sallyann was one of the earliest followers of Growing Younger Each Day and over the years we have followed and continue to follow each other’s life.  I have been with her, virtually, during her daughters’ weddings, her wishing and talking about going to live to live beside the sea and her subsequent move. i have followed her travels with “hubby” to exciting places in Europe.  And I have followed her clever refurbishing of her house and making a garden. By the way she has a pet snake!

And then just two years ago I met Lois Roelofs of Write Along With Me. Lois had just lost her husband and had taken a cruise that included a very short stop over in Wellington. Unfortunately, Covid was just rearing is ugly head around the world and it was some time before Lois could get home again.
Lois is a reasonably new blogging friend, a retired nurse and author, whom I started to follow when she took us through the months following the diagnosis and leading up to Merv’s death.  We learned about his absolute faith in God’s forgiveness (not that I think he had done anything awful to need that). We learned also that he refused invasive treatments, preferring to live his life his way util the end. A nd now we have moved with Lois as she dealt, and deals, with life as a widow.

If you don’t know either of these fascinating women, take a trip over to their sites.  I am sure you will be interested in getting to know them.

I love meeting new people.  I talk to all and anyone when out and about. A trait that used to embarrass my children when they were growing up. And then my grandsons would ask “Granma, do you know that lady/those people?” (and yes. we always spell Granma without the d).

It becomes harder to make new friends as we age.  No more parents’ groups, school runs, guides, brownies, football, or netball matches, so now we rely on the internet and our blogging friends.


And for your edification and amusement. Laugh if you will if you live in the frozen north and remember how I bragged I was Summer here. Well Summer came and went on Thursday, November 25. You cannot rely on the weather in Wellington. So apart from hat and sunscreen, I always have a sweater or jacket, and an umbrella is never far away.