Thursday, 10 June 2010

FiftyFive ~ # 55

Some days just come together by themselves and there is much pleasure to be had from them, even if they have been hard work. Two major things happened in the past twenty-four hours, last night I scored the winning goal in a six aside match - hey, OK its not the world cup but at my age you take all the goals (and blue roses) you can get! And today I wrote Fear of Flying, Falling and Laughter - creative intervention and critical intercession for my Cranberry trip (did I say I was off to Australia - yay). Forty years in gestation and a day or so to write - ending with: "...the fear of flying, falling and laughter is the death of the author!" I will probably beat myself up over it tomorrow but tonight I will drink a glass of wine in celebration. And I will dance to this tune to celebrate the opening of the World Cup: