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A #trulysocial50 occasion

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Sometimes you think ‘I’m just going to do this and to hell with it’. Then, after you’ve told people and realise what you just set yourself up for and the butterflies kick in, you think to yourself ‘you said you wouldn’t do this again’. Continue reading “A #trulysocial50 occasion”

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Half way there

Not long now then til I hit 50. Time for that not a mid-life crisis but questioning my purpose more than any other time before, and thinking about what might come next” moment.

Looking after my wellbeing, will be important. I’ve coped with stress quite well so far and recognise the signs when I’m up against it but before things get silly. I’m also increasingly aware to look out for it in others as society seems more in your face and demanding than it used to be,.That seems to be the case for all ages.

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The personal touch

IMG_20130826_181316As usual, the seasonal break has been a time of contemplation and self reflection. I’ve been considering what’s happening and changing in my area of work, around where I live and at home as myself, colleagues, family and friends prepare to move on to the next chapters of our lives.

It’s made me consider and appreciate what I have. I’ve also read far more than I usually do and I’ll share some of that shortly.

The family was reunited as firstborn returned from Russia before heading off on his travels again in February. Russia is a communication culture we’ve recently learnt about by experience. It’s not as easy to access folk in Russia in some ways but compared to how things were when I was studying away from home it’s a lot easier. We did however Skype him every week and perhaps spoke more often than when he was at university in the UK. It was good to actually see him talking with us. It certainly narrowed the distance but it’s been really nice to have him home.

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Becoming an older person

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We often use the term ‘I feel old’ rather than ‘I am old’. Maybe there’s something telling in how we express our age. My gran always dodged the age question by responding with “I’m as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth.” Never would she tell us her age.

In six months I will be 50. Five. Zero. That’s a notably half decent number in cricketing terms but not so much if you were playing darts. I suppose it’s a significant number, as is any birthday with the zero on the end, apparently.

When I fill forms in I know that shortly I won’t be in the 45-49 category anymore but I’ve never really felt different because I’ve reached a certain age. With everything I’m involved in at work with colleagues and at home with family and friends, I’ve really not thought about it as ‘the big Five O’. Until today that is. Continue reading “Becoming an older person”

Just a little bit proud

Helligan 2002Me and my boys at Helligan circa 2002.

Today I’m the parent of two teenage sons. Tomorrow the eldest will be 20. I will have a 20 year old and in 9 days an 18 year old. When did that happen?

Happy birthday boys!

When you decide to have kids, let’s face it, you have no real idea what you are about to take on. Helping them to walk and talk, sleepless nights, grazed knees and illnesses, birthday party manicness, the financial implications of increasing the world’s population, sharing their disappointments and achievements and many other things including the good times, days out and holidays. You take on a responsibility for their upbringing and safeguarding until they become an adult.

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Less

I’ve struggled to write this last post of 2012. I’m never lost or short for words, but this time I have been. The title sums it up; why use 10 words when one will do?

2012 was always going to be a great year, lots to look forward to and celebrate as a family, which we thankfully did. Big projects at work would also be delivered and they were. The good things were great; significant birthdays, anniversaries, exam successes, Olympics and Paralympics, Ryder Cup etc. It was actually the best of years in that respect. I so wanted to end the year reminiscing about the good times, however this year has seen sad times too, including this Christmas when we lost a loved one, meaning this is not the post I wanted to write but one I needed to. Continue reading “Less”

A good knock

The 27th May 2012 marked the 25th anniversary of the day I joined Leeds City Council. I thought the occasion merited a few anecdotes. Back in ‘87 there was no big signing on fee, no press photo call holding up my shirt with my name on it with. I just turned up with my packed lunch and certificates at the Department of Industry and Estates (to become Leeds Development Agency, then Development Department, then Planning & Development Department, now City Development Directorate, etc etc).

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