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Everybody go surfing..
Posted May 29, 2000
I always seem to be on the move. I reflect this just four days before I pack up and move yet again. I only moved here six months ago...
I guess I wouldn't really know how to handle life any other way, as I've always moved around quite a bit. But however ready I am to move at any time, (and I always feel ready), I always get stressed and moody. I think it just comes down to the fact that leaving places and people you love SUCKS. Nevertheless we accept this and move on to another load of people to love and God be with me! This whole itchy feet thing raises the question, however, of what is going to happen when I eventually find myself wanting to/having to settle down? I trust I'll be prepared for it when the time comes. I get ratty staying in one place too long.
Anyway, change ahoy, I'm going to St Albans, estate agents permitting, in four days' time. Yet things are more delightful than they currently may seem as the day after I arrive in sunny St A. I am hightailing it off to Devon to check out the surf for the first time ever! Not that I haven't been to Devon or seen the sea, I grew up by the sea, but I've NEVER been surfing and it's something I've always longed to do, like skating and snowboarding... The thought of it is keeping me alive, even if it is grey and stormy, although naturally I'm hoping for sun! I swim like a fish 
so I'll be in my element.
Any other actual surfers out there I wonder?
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New friends and unsent letters
Posted Apr 12, 2000
Somehow I'd always pictured Germany as some super structured severe and grey place, but I was recently pleasantly surprised.
I was in a little city called Bamburg in the south of Germay with a friend whose father owns a bakery there. First good point - that bakery! Too bad it's lent and I couldn't indulge in the local pastries too much. The town itself is beautiful complete with Gothic architecture and a 'Little Venice' on the river. The sun shone for the whole time we were there and it rained non-stop on the way home. It has pretty much been raining ever since actually. Oh well! That's England for you.
I met a delightful French chap called Philippe who had been living in Germany for a few years and who hopes to visit the UK in the summer. He's got my welcome. Totally brilliant man, only 19 but full of deep thoughts. We spoke about God, and letters and meeting up in Brittany in September...
The letters thing stuck with me though, particularly as he said to me, on writing down his address in my much-loved, leather-bound notebook words to the effect of "I warn you, I write letters and never send them." I have a tendancy to do the same myself. Generally with letters that contain important thoughts. Why is that? I'm sure the people they are intended for would much rather receive them,(unless of course they are blatantly offensive), than hear nothing as the neglected paper moulders in a dark corner of the desk/room. What happens to those thoughts and words that we produce and subsequently toss aside without actually destroying on every occasion. I refuse to believe that just because they are not received that they are without value. The Secret Life of Unreceived Thoughts. There's a novel in the making. So much for that.
Retracing my steps back to Germany, along a somewhat circuitous route, my boss accused me of being a Bo today ("A what?" "A Bohemian), and it made me wonder exactly what this implies. I had always had the impression that it meant some sort of 60's poet types who wore black polonecks, and who didn't eat enough red meat(went out with a bloke who kept asking me if I would wear one, it was very strange). So I looked it up. Apart from 'A person from Bohemia' it also said 'a socially unconventional person, esp. an artist or writer'. So far so good. So how did my boss, who is my supervisor in the travel insurance claims unit(yawn) where I work, come to this conclusion? You've got me there. Well, I've always been accused of being a hippy, but she said that I'd 'gone beyond that'!? Oh well! At least it wasn't slander.
I met a chap who actually IS from Bohemia on Sunday. Charming. I, unerudite as I am, did not even know that it was part of the Czech Republic. I didn't even realize it actually existed. Ho hum. You learn something new every day...
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