Monday morning. All change. No, no new job but new train times. After lots of engineering works and the opening of London Bridge for Thameslink Services from Brighton, we got a lot of changes on the train times across the main line from Brighton to London Victoria. Allegedly this means only Gatwick Express services will go from Hassocks to London Victoria during peak time. That means Wi-fi on the trains but also that trains wonâ€™t stop at Clapham Junction anymore, and less direct services to East Croydon. A pain for a few people. Luckily I am not affected but I totally feel for my fellow commuters.
Letâ€™s look back at last weekend for a bit. The Royal Wedding, Harry and Meghan, watched by billions. I am not sure what I found more noteworthy, the relaxed atmosphere of the wedding, that he married an American or that she came from an ethnical minority background, and that particularly black people were well represented at the wedding. Isnâ€™t that a great sign that the world is coming together? The US-UK bond, the Royals accepting things they would have not accepted 50 years ago. Halleluja as my old physics teacher in the US, â€˜Dr. Stoneâ€™, would have said. He would have been as good as the reverent speaking about Love and Fire.
On the note of fire. The Grenfell inquiry began this week. Videos of people telling their stories and getting their burned belongings back were shown on the BBC news site. I am still devastated to hear about it and donâ€™t think this should have happened in 21st century Britain, or anywhere really. Cheap quality build on the back of greed and shortcuts, leading to loss of life. Maybe it isnâ€™t that black and white but I am still angry as to how this could have happened. Letâ€™s hope justice will be served.
Talking about inequality. This week, sparked by me finding 20 pence thinking I should give it to a homeless person, I was told about a problem homeless females face: they cannot afford sanitary products. What? I never thought about it and I was disgusted to hear that those products are not widely available for free, similar to condoms. A quick calculation. About 4m people in the UK live in poverty, that means if 40m people in the UK were to give 10 pence (!) a month, we could probably easily pay for sanitary products for the female population that cannot afford it. Is that thinking to easy? I am disgusted that in a first world country we still have these problems, and maybe I should get into politics.
Donate today to your local food bank! Exactly, it is as easy to buying some sanitary products and donate them where you would normally donate food.
You know when I say life is constantly changing. I cannot wait any longer to put things off, so I decided to start on one of my greatest bucket list items: another book. My working title is â€˜Halftimeâ€™ and it is the story of my life. It might not be interesting for you but I hope it might be interesting for some. And by the time I finished writing up my 40+ years, 10 years of blogs and thoughts in two smaller books (150 pages each) of memories, I might be closer to 50. I always thought I start writing once I have been in a new job for a while but it felt right to pull the trigger this week. I am excited.
That sums up a nice week. I started another contract with a lovely start up which I hope I can help massively, even if I only do a few days for them. Things are moving in the right direction and blimey, it looks like we are already in June next week. Time flies but it seems to be ok. A podcast about sleep made me think of sleeping arrangements and productivity again. I just cannot stop improving my life and mastering what is there. A sunny bank holiday weekend, the Championship finals, a hangover from the dadâ€™s night out and another grading for my youngest to receive the orange belt. Plodding along as they say. Plodding along.
Hope all is well with yours,