’tis all very well documenting the past here but perhaps the point of blogging is to keep a journal of life as it happens while I still remember. Yesterday was my busiest day in years. Started off in Chavbridge where I attended and joined the monthly steering group of WASP which is run by addicts for addicts and provides real world services for troubled souls in Wiltshire, A good meeting and I am proud to be part of an organisation which is more than just a talking-shop – it provides real help for those suffering in the county. Interesting to note that as the work to create a unitary of local government proceeds in Wiltshire, was interesting to note that WASP is attracting the support and funding as other groups fade away. I felt welcomed despite the fact that it is probably a year and a half since I saw anyone there. Despite the chairman’s doubts, it was a well run meeting with decisions being made collectively by a disparate group of recovering addicts. I had met all before except one to whom I sent a Facebook friend invitation covertly during the course of the meeting. Is this the 21st century equivalent of passing a note in class while teacher’s attention is distracted? (she accepted later on yesterday evening, what to do next…)
In the course of the meeting I became the WASP rep for a seminar in Chippenham organised by the AWP for its service users,their carers and practitioners. I was 10 minutes late but that was not a problem since the actual start time was 14:00. The journey there was noteworthy in that it was Cadbury’s first test in the real world. The twatnav earned its keep by taking me as close as I could legally park to the Town Hall.
to keep things in perspective, just read about the dying and death of one of my daughter’s school friends http://cupcakescurlsandchemo.blogspot.com/
Today, Friday is already another day and still have not summarised Wednesday. Hohum, what did I do, think, feel yesterday. Sad that I had to look at my diary to remind me. Very agreeable few hours in the Blackswan where Diana and I agreed on how to process the entries for the Open Competition 2010 we have agreed an an mo which is greatly refined since 2008 which reduces the bureaucracy to its essential minimum. Good al round I really did not mind being the only male person around.. Been so long: the Thrupp incident was a major trauma but I decided that it’s about time I had a girlfriend again and for once in my life perhaps the first time, I know what I want a companion, someone to share the highs and lows with. Shoewed a freind the few photographs I have left of P, friend commented “she’s going to be a hard act to follow” Too right! One of the pieces of advice offered by the rehab business is to wait a year then get a plant, if that last a year get a dog, if that has not run away after another year, then and only then consider thinking about the possibility of some kind of relationship. Part of the 12 Step methodology is the taking of an inventory of self thus bringing one’s character defects to the attention of one other person. Which is all well and good but what about the good bits? Time to change, and have some fun and happy times. Faint heart etc, so I have sent a lunch invitation that is within my means, lunch at Chantek. OK it’s 160 miles away butSpring comes early to Cornwall, the roads will be free of the emmett influx that traditionally starts at Easter. Yes, I am in a sense castling a road movie (there are precedents her and abroad – references available and I am a licensed hackney driver). As Dr R sagely observed yesterday, these things happen when they are meant to. Time to get my head around an interview at the Jobcentre about going back to work, Fortunately I have the support of the CMHT who do not want me to do anything too hasty… Time for twatcheck and off I go in search of a free parking space….