After spending Easter Sunday Dinner with my Grandparents I’ve come up with a new idea for a Bucket list item.
Arrived to start chatting about the latest family developments. Since I brought Oscar I took him for a walk along the creek to recheck his stomping grounds. Returned to a cup of tea which lead into fixing a computer and installing some software. Bit of heavily lifting later and concluded with dinner made for a welcome rest. Following dinner, sitting in the lounge chatting, listening to their stories and checking BBC News we flicked over to watch Loch Ness (1996).
As a boy I toured Scotland camping and caravaning seeing bits and pieces with the family but never seen or stayed near enough to see Loch Ness. During the film when a familiar scene showed we’d diverge onto anecdotes regarding their visits including mentions about their dog Tinker.
With a little after thought I’ve decided I want to stay at one of the (probably ridiculously overpriced) Bed & Breakfasts in the area (ideally the Moffat Arms). This is a typical reaction to seeing the movie I’d reason but a followup thought to this, unique to me and this visit are the stories I’ve heard during.
In addition to this visit I’d like ask the locals about their stories, not really to hear the vastly over exaggerated tourist tales but to see the expression on the faces of the people telling the story. I’m hoping that eventually someone will tell earnest stories with wonder of the magic and mystery of the loch.
Sure we live in the Age of Information where rational thought and empirical data rules but there must still be some fellow daydreamers, imagineers or fantasists up there who whilst accept that a Nessie or Kelpy probably doesn’t exist it would be rekindle that childhood belief of extraordinary possibility that so many have forgot.
To cleverly order the exact amount of kit for the World Scout Jamboree attenders orders were taken from every Unit and person for what they wanted from a catalogue of items, anything from cufflinks to neck-ties was available to order. The orders were taken a whooping 6 months earlier and today we finally get the first of our kit with the World Scout Jamboree Brand on.
For International Service Team Members like myself its just for the Jamboree management to save some pounds on delivery which means that the money saved can be spent on something much more worth while like improved food services or a few extra types of brew in the IST bar tent.
For Unit Leaders its an entire different kettle of fish, they have they have to collect not only their own kit but all the kit of the participants in their Unit! They each get (sleeping tents, Uniform, badges, scarf, woggle, ruc-sac and holdall more…) so there is an awful lot to take.
As well as the kit collection a few presentations have been scheduled to lift the veil on information pertaining to arrival and a few other unknown aspects.
And possibly the most important event to all the members of the the Go Jamboree website; a chance to meet each other!
What started as a simple circle around a rather flimsy mess shelter turned into a small village of Go Jamboree members, past present and future! It was marvellous to meet some people who until now were either had their posts associated to their profile through a username or nondescript avatar.
Having put so much time into creating the website, forum and paraphernalia getting thanks and congratulations in person it was very heart-warming to know that people are appreciative.
Hopefully I’ll get to meet all of our members at the world Scout Jamboree!
In an aid to raise Funds for her Jambo-fee Merry has organised a Disco near enough to Saint Patrick’s Day for the theme to be green. Since the Disco has been done with some help from her Ranger Guide unit my fair lady will be there, and having beautiful red hair you know she’s going to look good dressing in theme!
This is also a good excuse for many Go Jammers to get together and party so hopefully the attendance will make a large reduction on the amount she is lacking. At meagre £s;5 for entry you know that its not all going to her as the hall has to ask for something, then there is the disk jockey and then….
I was happy to be there, although I didn’t see the point of her inviting other participants, I mean if they give £s;5 to her, and she gives them £5 for going to their barbecue (or whatever) then they’ve both ended up with the same amount anyway. Alas I suppose you at least get the evening together.
It was a goodnight, good songs (with the DJ needing a little prompting) slightly small drinks provided by courteous bar staff. Eventually Colin and I got fed-up of that so when into the main bar for a pint of Coke each, boy we got some funny looks and eventually got told to leave was our “party of people” were supposed to stay in our room. Pft.
Well here’s hoping that this little shindig helped the cause, I don’t wear a feather boas just for fun you know!
There are many things available for free that everybody has in some form or another. The time for example; a Rich Person would have a highly expensive watch or an aboriginal could tell you by looking at the Sun. In either case I’m sure they would tell you without cost.
There are more important properties than that though, and most of them are intangible. Among my favourites are Freedom and Honour. Freedom, in all its forms, can be taken away, its happened extensively throughout history and I’m not qualified to quantify it. The other, honour, I am quite happy to talk about.
A person’s behaviour, attitude, and honesty all play big parts in someone’s honour. Someone who acts wrongly but has the best of intentions has honour, someone who is caught lying about it does not. There are many aspects to honour, a trait that is less a less represented by the person but by little bits of paper marked with “CV“, resumé and ‘balance’.
All too often society, even individuals shun someone who on one occasion acted rudely, even inappropriately but for the other 364 days in the year has been a upstanding individual. People have started to forget a person’s honour and how important it is. So next time someone ticks you off think how long you’ve known them and whether their reason for being that way was well intended but was received poorly.
Presented with a choice everyone searches their past for similarity and uses that experience to form a decision. We instantly weigh the benefits to ourselves ( we’re all introspectively selfish ), our family, friends, our wallets, so on and so forth.
I doubt that anyone has this list written anywhere, why would you, it’d be long and to physically check would take longer than the split second we make decisions in. You can imagine this list, perhaps whittle of a few lines as I have already done, so I ask where on this list would ‘the stranger’ come into it?
Some random persona walking about the world minding their own business, you’ll never meet them, if you did they would no longer be a stranger, I mean a complete and forever lasting stranger. Day to day choices won’t affect him ( even what clothes you wear 😉 ) so why would you consider him? Or why would he consider you?
For the sake of humanity is a bit generic so lets be generally specific; a consortium of past events apex at a choice where you’re free to create your own solution. The subsequent avalanche doesn’t affect anyone directly involved with you but there will be an effect.
So in this split second we’ve eliminated consequences to all the people we know I don’t think there is a lot of time left for the imaginary person, perhaps consider whether it would have any permanent effects like death and that’s about it. Yet, they might make all the considerations you would about a mutual friend, or nth degree acquaintance, so they are just like you but they aren’t making the choice.
So if you aren’t giving them much thought and they aren’t giving you much thought why do it? It is a good question, perhaps there isn’t a real answer other than if everyone did the world would be a better place. This is why they call it Karma.
Through the course of your life you arrive at a variety of junctures where you reflect on the sum of your past experiences to make a decision about your future.
When going to University you look at what you’ve been good at and what you’ve liked, find a compromise and pick a course along that avenue. Choosing a house you tally what you liked about your origin, and presumably what you know of your partners and look for something similar for your family.
You wouldn’t know it but everyday you make the minutest of decisions that can affect the rest of your life, and unlike ones similar to what has already been mentioned you do not give them a lot of thought.
What could they be? Where you go to eat that day? Who you decide to sit next to? No, these are serendipitous events, that you didn’t choose to happen but they did. And confusedly they didn’t choose to happen but they did, so really both of you and neither of you choose for it to happen.
What you did decide on for the remotest of decisions is what you are wearing. Okay dressing for the part you play in the day, interview, lectures, work comes into it but the fine details are jumped over yet can be of the utmost importance. A necklace with a Crucifix or Star of David could spark the interest of someone of a similar faith that could lead to a romantic embrace or something a simple as a pair of socks, Hiking socks could suggest a fondness for the outdoors, stripy socks an indie affinity.
Whilst this/these items might not define you as a person they are a proverbial keyhole that someone can choose to look through and see the chamber beyond that is you. So perhaps you might want to reconsider which t-shirt you don today?