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Return Of The Native
It's been a long time. Since I was here. In the place I called home. Virtually.
Stuff has passed, water on its way to the sea, under bridges, bursting its banks, flooding lands once dry. And...Read more
Sounds like a whisper.
Still at it, here is my idea for Thursdays. Actually, it is decidedly not my idea, or rather the original form is not but the notion of using the concept on this blog is my...Read more
The landscape listens
Good grief! This new discipline is positively out of control. Day three and still no signs of being distracted from the task in hand. Or head. Or wherever on earth I've got it stashed.
Wednesday. Not...Read more
She’ll make you live her crazy life ….
After a drought, let there be a flood. Well actually not. In reality neither is an appealing option but I use the metaphor to witness the fact that I seem to be pedalling a rather...Read more
A Thoroughly Modern Intellect
If you know me at all, whether in this place or, poor soul, actually and really in the flesh, you know that walking is a non-negotiable element of my life. No matter the weather, no...Read more
You can’t have too much dog …
I am generally an orderly girl even if that order seems somewhat chaotic to observers and right now I feel the extra need to have pegs to hang each day on. I also need to...Read more
An equal pound of your fair flesh …
I'm conscious that one moment I was here in this place and the next, just like that, I was gone. Vanished, and rudely, with no explanation. I don't want to labour on about me -...Read more
I’ve Been Everywhere, Man
Welcome to 'Melting-Pot Monday'. To kick off this new series, The Bean has hijacked my keyboard to give us her reflections on being an intrepid tiny four pawed traveler:
It's not easy being Bean. My job...Read more
So Long Marianne
I’m a simple soul. I prefer to have a positive spin for most things and I tend not to be deterred or detained by obstacles. There is generally a way over or round them and...Read more
A sword and a pistol by his side
I've been absent for several weeks whilst we deftly orchestrated and executed a somewhat major and moderately emotional move. I will write of that on Friday, but in the meantime, lest you have missed me...Read more
He watches from his mountain walls
When we have visitors or, as often, without and just because I can, I go and have a little tête-à-tête with Napoléon. He sits on his mount, 'Marengo' surveying Lac Laffrey about half an hour...Read more
How it feels to be this alive
My spouse, who I generally refer to as 'The Husband with Two Brains' or HB² lived in Grenoble throughout the 1980s and regularly used to say to himself when he looked out of the window...Read more
Let me take you by the hand
Imagine for a moment what it might be like if every single day were just the same as the one before and the ones to come stretching endlessly ahead taunting with their refusal to give...Read more
Those that keep silence, suffer more
This year my husband and I agreed to spend Christmas apart. Fear not, this is no dramatic announcement of impending divorce, but rather a reflection on the bloated airfares during the season of goodwill. In...Read more
But are not all things beautiful?
I have a theory that we are each of us born an age which is our default real age our whole lives through. For example, I have known babies and toddlers like tiny old men...Read more
Coup de Cœur – Part Nine: And don’t be afraid of the dark
An occasional series chronicling the tale of the restoration of a former medieval watch-tower in southern France …..
It is Monday and the observant among you will note that I have missed two Monday's in...Read more
Coup de Cœur – Part Eight: As if a hand has come out and taken yours
This giddying excitement is almost too much for a girl to take so I can't imagine how you are coping! Here we are on the second Monday in a row and I'm still keeping...Read more
Marcolès Monday … Coup de Cœur – Part Seven: Anyone Who Had A Heart
Surprise! Surprise! It's Monday and I am keeping the promise I made a couple of weeks ago to devote each start of the week day to bringing you stories of our quite possibly never ending...Read more
Smile, boys, that’s the style
What is it that elevates a place from somewhere you lay your weary bones and nourish yourself to being allowed to be home? I have yet to work out the why and the what and,...Read more
Hand in glove
Until I was fifteen, I had two Grannies. My paternal granny was always known as Granny Kim on account of her eponymous, over-stuffed cat which resembled a large tabby cushion and used to lie on...Read more
I am not done with my changes
Such little lives we live if only we would admit it. All of us however fêted. Marking out our pathetic tiny snail trails as we go. Imprinting what we do - good, bad, downright ugly...Read more
If youre afraid of butter, use cream!
The very first walk I ever took in Grenoble was a tentative totter up to le Bastille which sits some 400 metres above the city. I casually strolled up through le Jardins de Dauphines and...Read more
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
It is with an aching heart that I write these few lines. Terry of Spearfruit, who many of you knew and admired, died yesterday afternoon at home with Gary, his husband, at his side.
I am...Read more
Who are those who suffer?
I imagine that we all feel that we have been hard done by, unfairly or unjustly treated at some point or, probably, several points in our lives. Whether or not we have credence for our...Read more
What is all this sweet work worth …
I'm sure I should be quoting Thoreau since this picture was snaffled on Cape Cod last Autumn. You can indeed stand there 'and put all America behind you'. And it would be highly appropriate. Thoreau...Read more
Emotion recollected in tranquility
If you have been with me a little while you may recall that I moved to a rather palatial temporary home in Grenoble in February and that I knew I would have to give it...Read more
I want to be alone
Of all the surprises blithely thrown in my path in le Cantal, one of the most profound is le Monastère Orthodoxe Znaménié. The mountains and plateau Cézallier are France at her deepest and most hidden. These...Read more
Brother Sun, Sister Moon
Imagine if you will a real-life, modern-day Saint Francis - not all the high-born and father didn't like his name stuff, but the animals part. The friend to all creatures, critter-whisperer. That Saint Francis. Well,...Read more
It is such a secret place …. the land of tears
At seventeen, in keeping I imagine, with most seventeens I could not wait to be eighteen and proclaim myself adult. Adult enough to do all the things thus far forbidden even if I was really...Read more
and its clothing makes a hushed sound, like a tree
I read this to my husband this morning. He had read it and heard it many times before. I read it to him this morning because last night he had news of the death of...Read more
Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all
If you've taken even a cursory interest in my drivel over the past however long, you will know that I wander around a lot both actually and metaphorically. A friend from my teeny tiny tot-rearing...Read more
A learned fool is more a fool
Mr Clarke had the unenviable task of being my 'Form Tutor' in my last two years at senior school. Mr Clarke, an undeniably smart man, only taught the top two years. Those that ostensibly really...Read more
Long Time Passing
Some time ago, when we were fledgling lovers, existing in the protective bubble reserved for the newly amorous, Two Brains brought me to a place called Vassieux-en-Vercors. The drive up from Grenoble is littered with...Read more
Visions of happiness
In the interests of keeping things lighthearted, particularly when the going has been a little less polished and serene than I might have liked, I have often wise-cracked that there has clearly been a dreadful...Read more
The primrose path of dalliance
Up in le massif de la Chartreuse where the boozy monks make their famed green elixir, we happened on these perfect primevères perkily posing on the muddy, rocky, thorny path up to Mont Rachais. I love...Read more
Game, set and match
One of my favourite stories is 'The Little Match Girl'. Hans Christian Anderson's achingly sad fable was corruptly used by me often when my daughter's were growing up ... I would tell them they were...Read more
I asked the faithful light
Diu absentia ... long in absence I have been. I make no apologies. It's just a bit of life in my life. Nothing dramatic. No imprisonment, no hospitalisation nothing really to write home about. Nothing...Read more
The question is not what you look at, but what you see – Part Five: U thru Z
Gosh, I jolly well hope none of you were holding your breath for this 'and finally' moment because if you were you are surely an unbecoming shade of grey-navy by now. But 'and finally' it...Read more
The road less traveled by
This Eve of Christmas I wish you all a peaceful and joyous festive season and the hope that whatever path you choose from here that it may bring you to the best of all things...Read more
Antici…..pation
The Bean is a well travelled dog. Her mileage by road and air (and a little by rail) is boggling for such a small canine. To facilitate her cross-border maraudings she has to abide by...Read more
The question is not what you look at, but what you see – Part Four: P thru T
To your undoubted relief, this is the penultimate instalment in the musings of an alpha-betic woman on the occasion of her leaving the United States. Papa to Tango here we go. My father was always...Read more
The question is not what you look at, but what you see – Part Three: K thru O
A rapid but never vapid retrospective of what on earth this is about: I leave the United States in two days time and I am giving a little alphabetic eulogy to my time here -...Read more
The question is not what you look at, but what you see – Part Two: F thru J
To recap - I will be leaving this New World on Thursday 1st December, exactly a year after I arrived from Europe. To celebrate my year here I am making a little tribute to what...Read more
The question is not what you look at, but what you see – Part One: A thru E
On Thursday, I will have been here for exactly a year and to mark this significant anniversary I will be leaving on a jetplane not knowing when I'll be back again. As it rightly should,...Read more
The minute his heart didn’t feel quite so tight
As previously noted I am fresh and frisky from celebrating my first Thanksgiving. To mark this momentous, and possibly newsworthy occasion I set about making a traditional American Thanksgiving dinner. I like the idea of...Read more
One shaft of light that shows the way
There are few inalterable facts in life but the one constant that we all have to adhere to is that one day we will die. What comes after that is up for debate and despite...Read more
In chaos there is fertility
At various points in my life I have described myself as a 'cat herder'. Herding cats being, if you are idle enough to dwell on the issue, a thankless and almost impossible task. At times...Read more
(turn turn turn)
I'm a simple soul and I'm a fortunate one. Not because I have riches that I can greedily count in gold pieces stashed in a safe box in a bank vault in Zurich, not because...Read more
(i carry it in my heart)
I'm rather a fan of a cliché - I always feel that for something to become one it has to be embraced by many and that probably means it has some sense stitched into it's...Read more
Meditation and water
I have twice delved into the murky or magical, depending on result, waters of internet dating. So successful was I that, for several weeks I was 'Times Encounters' most popular woman. I tell you this...Read more
One day I will find the right words
My friend Terry at Spearfruit nominated me for a MakeItUltra™ Blogger Award. Terry has become a real friend even though we have never met. His blog is about his life which has seen some tremendous...Read more
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I’m a storyteller. I tell stories. Stories of my home stories of my travels. To be precise, when I started this blog, I was mostly to be spotted in le Cantal, France, between the two great mountain ranges of the Massif Central – Les Monts du Cantal and Le Massif de Sancy which dominate the Auvergne region. Later, I lived in Grenoble the city known variously as the gateway to, or the capital of, the Alps. It was a marvellous opportunity to dunk self in a chic little cup of urban French life and in my mind I sashayed elegantly and effortlessly effecting a constant that was so much more hip than hick … the success or failure of this tenure was for others to judge and occasionally chronicled here for posterity.
Wanderers wander and ramblers ramble and I am still rootless and searching for roots. In France, I am back in le Cantal. In the small but perfectly formed ‘city’ of Marcolès. But I’m often in the USA. In MetroWest Massachusetts where I’ve had a home for several years.
So, I tell of my meanderings, of the people I meet, of their lives, of their kith, their kin and their animals. And I tell of their land. I tell of things long ago and far away. I tell of things I’ve seen or been. The stories are all real so all I actually do is observe and translate. My role is l’étrangère fitting in and trying to merge into the background like David Attenborough so as not to startle but rather to witness reality. Not journalistically, you understand. I binned the idea of being a journo back in 1980 when as a higher muck-a-muck PA on The Daily Telegraph with delusions of being a reporter it was pointed out to me that I needed to cut my teeth with the rest doing flower shows and funerals for the Toadswallop Gazette or the Gigglespuddle Evening Post …. being a gal-about-town on a fast-track to greatness I quickly moved on from THAT idea. More like a mediaeval raconteur. Without the lute or the mismatched tights.
When I started this blog it was to give me a space to write those stories. Over time, things inevitably develop and alter. I published my first book, ‘Russians Love Their Children Too’, in France in early 2015 . And, the intention was to follow it up with more. But in my experience life seldom goes to plan but good intentions abound and despite being blocked like a mighty fouled drain for some while, I am falteringly getting back to writing. This blog provides me a place to be fairly formless – formerly it was a sort of ‘Eat Pray Love’ meets Gertrude Stein on the set of ‘A Year in Provence’ with the cast of ‘Allo Allo’ skulking and bickering in the background … now I’m looking to this great continent to provide the inspiration and it’s proving pleasingly fertile ground. Occasionally, you can expect food, sometimes photographic posts with lyrical or poetic commentary, I might dip back from time to time to a bit about life in France. I’ll give you a random spritz of the actuality of living in a Foreign land, often by yourself with no buoyancy aids, in a place where no-one speaks your native tongue and you speak theirs ‘comme une vache Espagnole’. And I don’t mean in France …. I will still spin a story or two your way – old habits die hard …. now there’s an idea – let’s morph Maria von Trapp with Bruce Willis. By George! I think she’s got it!
So welcome! Let the feast commence. You can find a little more about me here
One thing though. Photographs. I only use my own and occasionally those taken by friends and family when they are with me and always credited. I don’t use stock photographs however tempting it might be to gussy the blog up with a fantastic professional picture that is vaguely in context. Good, bad or indifferent I prefer authenticity.
If you are new to my half-baked world then may I gently suggest a meander through the archives. My most recent posts all appear in the sliding bar at the top and every single post is archived by date in the side-bar. The ‘pages’ at the top are a selection of stories covering things which captivate me – in truth I don’t really know what the difference is between a post and a page – perhaps someone clever might enlighten me though the truth is I tend to do things my own way and so long as I’m not doing any harm I see little value in worry. HB² is the chemical symbol for my husband with two brains and The Bean is our dog.
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Great post! Thanks.
Thank you Lana … how kind of you to take the time to drop by and comment. I hope I shall see more of you 😊
am much enjoying this too 🙂
This makes me happy 😊
Lovely words. Lovely photos.
YOu are very kind the wonderer …. and welcome – I do hope you will enjoy being part of my half-baked world 😊
Hi Osyth i love this post..the photos are visually stunning. I longed to live in places like that. Sometimes i would joke that i was born and live somewhere else in my past life.
The story of the nuns you mentioned touched me too. I have really good friend who is a nun..and my eldest has.always talk to me about her desire of entering the convent..
Its really amazing how someone from the other side of the world would have similar connectiona with me…Amazing!!!
I am in awe of this connection. So many things we don’t understand in this life but strive to. That is where the Nuns and the Monks come in, I think. If your daughter has the calling then I hope she will be able to follow it. And your friend? I am in awe of her. Truly.
My freind has been in the convent for so long..she actually has made her perpetual vow already..my daughther on the other hand has joined several vocation camps which helped her discern further..as soon as she finish college which is in a few more months she will try to ” search in”..
She will find the path that suits her if she is open and I am sure she is 🙂
nice:)
Thank you ostendnomadography ((what a splendid moniker)) … that is most kind! 😊
I am elated to meet this blog. Keep blogging to motivate humanity.
thank you, Peter … how lovely to of you to stop by and take the time to comment 🙂
You are welcome.
You’ve got a beautiful blog going….glad to have found you! 🙂
I’m happy to have been found!
Great writing and post
Thank you so much, Kurian … that is most kind 😊
You are welcome
YOU are welcome… to my Half Baked feast. I’m delighted to meet you and hope you won’t be disappointed in my offerings 😊
Thank you
It sounds like an interesting life to me. And I am sure you speak French much better than a ‘Spanish Cow’. 🙂
Good luck with your writing.
Best wishes, Pete
Many thanks, Pete – your good wishes are appreciated. I think in the last four years my French has probably progressed past the point where the cow plays casternets 😉
Great blog you have here. I enjoyed it!
That is very kind of you To take the time to drop by, to take the time to comment and to make the comment so, just, good-feeling .. Thank you 🙂
Your welcome, it was my pleasure. I’m glad I stumbled upon it🙂
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Incredible post! Thanks…Lovely words. Flawless photographs.
Thank you , it is kind of you to drop in and take the time to leave a comment. I will explore your blog when I do my triage of new blogs later in the month 🙂
Glad to find you and connect! 🙂
https://www.dariasdiaries.eu
How lovely to meet you Daria! Thank you so much for following me, I hope I don’t disappoint. I generally catch up with new followers blogs on a Sunday, so I look forward to exploring yours too 🙂
Fantastic photos,I love your blog..Long live Dauphinoise Potatoes ( no cheese)
Blonkieaka you are far too kind! Thank you so much and yes, all hail the cheeseless Dauphinois!
Absolutely…
Great post! Thanks.
Too kind! Thank you 😊
Exquisite words. Beautiful photographs.
That is extremely kind of you. Thank you so much for taking the time to drop in and comment – I hope to see you again 😊
Beautiful words. Beautiful photographs.
….and what’s wrong with the Blubberhouses Evening Post? It’s a fine newspaper!
On reflection I am certain that was my calling!!!
I was just visiting George’s blog and noticed your comment regarding today being your birthday. So, I thought I’d pop over and wish you a very Happy Birthday, Osyth. You are such a lovely and thoughtful person. Here’s wishing you all good things today and everyday! Happy Birthday! 🎉💗🥂
Thank you so much Tonya! That is such a sweet thing to do. I had a lovely day even though I passed it on my own since my husband is back in the US. But The Bean (my dog) helped make it a memorable day and I was touched by the kindness of many, including you xo
I’m so happy you enjoyed your special day! Hugs to you and The Bean! 🙂💗🎉 xo
Tonya she loved those hugs! So did I 😊
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Dazzling words. Dazzling photos…Great blog you have here. I delighted in it!
Thank you, that is extremely kind 🙂
Sounds like I am going to enjoy your storytelling.
Hello N … how lovely to meet you …. thank you for taking the time to stop by and comment … I really appreciate it 🙂
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Hi Osyth, I have nominated you for the “Get to Know Me Tag”. Feel free to participate if you wish, I know you don’t usually do this but I just wanted to let you know I admire your work and really enjoy reading your stories. Have a wonderful weekend. Lorelle X
https://amindfultravellerblog.wordpress.com/2017/10/13/get-to-know-me-tag/
My profound apologies for taking so long to reply to this. I am genuinely humbled that you, whose blog I adore, has thought to nominate me for this tag. I will get to it – am a little preoccupied with a major project at the moment hence the tumbleweed on the blog but I will, I will and in the meantime I thank you so much, Lorelle … you are a keeper! I hope your are having a lovely weekend and that the week ahead will be full of fun and laughter, peace and content xx
No need to apologise lovely. All good. Our lives can be pretty busy especially at this time of year. Thank you for your kind words and a wonderful week to you too. Xx
Hi my friend – just want to drop you a note to let you know that I have nominated you for Blogger Recognition Award. Please check out https://bit.ly/2yyH3h7 Congratulations
Thanks and hugs et gros bisous from France 🤗
Same to you my friend ♥ ♥
Thanks for your visit to my blog and for liking some of my pieces. I can see that you are a traveler as well. I like your writing well and some of your pictures and links are apt and thought provoking. Happy writing and voyages!
All the best.
Sarah
Thank you Sarah. It was kind of you to pay a visit and take the time to comment. Some of us are just made for moving more than others, I think. Enjoy your voyage!
I’m so pleased to have connected with you and your blog. Such a lovely blog, I feel I have a lot to catch up on and read, I’m looking forward to it.
Thank you …. it’s pretty formless much like me but you have stumbled on the very moment that I have decided to blog more frequently as a discipline to beat a malaise that settled a couple of months ago. I love your blog and please don’t feel you have to read mine at all 😊
Thank you. Your blog is lovely I’m glad you’ll be writing more as I enjoy reading your posts 😊 happy blogging
Thank you so much …. it is time 😊
Hope all is well with you, Fiona. I see your lovely thoughts sprinkled like gifts upon many blogs. You brighten other’s days. xo 🌞❤😊
I’m trying to get back to writing regularly…. I’ve been battling the blues a bit but I enjoy interacting with others and making them feel good even though I’m a little sad. I’m a determined soul and I have decided that the only thing to do is post something, however small each day for a month. This may or may not completely pan out but at least if I mostly succeed it should give me the kick I need xo
I am so very sorry and do feel you are so kind to go to other blogs (and mine) lifting spirits and spreading joy! Hugs, Robin xo
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amazing post. Flawless photographs.
Thank you Dealman — most kind 😊
Great Post!
Thank you – that is most kind 😊
You’re welcome you deserve an appreciation!
Very beautiful words and lovely photos! Would also love reading your thoughts on my latest blog post:
https://thisissivylla.com/2017/12/christmas-hair-make-guide/
Love,
Sivylla
Thank you Sivylla…. your words are flattering and kind. I do a triage once a month of new followers and those that have never commented before so I will read your blog then …. when I can concentrate and do it justice 😊
Its a competitive age of blogging and in which you are just superb. Keep going. Also we are the Men’s Clothing Manufacturer. Our Online Store name is Zobello. Please visit once. Thanks
I’m so excited to start reading. I enjoyed this immensely. Especially the pairing of old habits and die hard analogy. Nice job. You have quite a loyal following so there must be a thrill ahead. Ok, off I go to read some archives.
Lisa, you get my Gold Stay and diamond studded medal for spotting my favourite line! So lovely to meet you and I hope you find some things to enjoy here 🙂
Thanks so much. I already have.
Happy to have chanced by here… & looking forward to read at a more leisurely reflective pace when my time permits. -Robert
Hello Robert … how lovely to meet you . Take your time. I have no rules except niceness and respect and in that spirit I wish you the best of the season and the delight that you have chanced upon my place. Kismet? I do hope so!
Forgot to mention: much nicer situation to be half-baked than fully. 🙂
You have a very interesting blog here. I also wonder what your “Russians Love Their Children Too’ book is all about? Anyway, it is nice to get to know your blog.
Thank you so much for taking time to stop by and comment …. it is much appreciated. ‘Russians’ is simply a short memoir of my time in Russia in 2014. It was produced as a ‘calling card’ for book stores and libraries in France. I have a handful of copies left but it is no longer in print. I hope that my next book, which is a novel based in France will be on sale later this year. It’s good for my ego to imagine someone might be interested!
Me, as someone who is originally from Russia, who is in love with France and who is based in the UK, I can not be NOT interested in your blog lol There should be more blogs like yours on the net – there is nothing more interesting than a mix of cultures and travel experiences.
PS: Thank you so much for gracing my blog by following it … I hope I shan’t disappoint you!
a magic storyteller….
have a nice day
Thank you so much, Antonio – je vous souhaite une très belle journée aussi 😊
merci beaucoup…très gentil!
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De rien 🙂
tu as de beaux cheveux…. 🙂
bonne dimanche
Merci …. tu es trop gentil
un câlin affectueux….
I’m glad if you should come to read my blog….
Fabulous …. am thoroughly enjoying reading your posts/blogs … I too do not know the difference, but if you have discovered, do let me know! Meanwhile I shall continue happily reading your story. ☀️☀️
Ha! Nope – still a mystery here!
how are you?
is the cold still very strong in Grenoble?
Very cold but no snow here – all around in the mountains of course but none in the city. Tomorrow I drive a few hundred km west so I’m hoping the roads will have been cleared. I hope the sun is shining gin Napoli 🙂
yes today it was sunny but it’s still cold. Tomorrow may be more snow.
Thank you for your wonderful work towards the weakest.
I simply can’t just walk by. I like sharp sunny days – cold and bright. I would like them less if I had no roof over my head ….
a magic song like you! you’re so right too.
if you were here, I would hug you hard to make you feel that I think like you
tomorrow will be the International Women’s Day…..best whishes dear Osyth!
hugs
Merci infiniment…. tu es très gentil. Au fait mon mari à arrivé demain donc je suis très heureux
WoW! I never knew Russians loved their children… well, I thought they did but now I’ve discovered you have proved it in print!
Where, oh where, do I get a copy?? Could you not make it easy and stick it on Kindle?? 😉
The book was merely a calling card with a small print run and I did not want to put it on Kindle. I am currently finishing my first novel (‘Russians’ is a simple mémoire) and that will be available on all sources. Perhaps if it does well enough I will reprint the first book 😉 Or you can always visit the Bibliothèque Nationale de France – they certainly have a copy as do several other libraries in the Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes 🤭
My library needs a copy too!
Please let me know when you do a print rerun… for now, put my name on top of the list! Thanks!! 😉
Will do 🙂
Nice post Osyth mam.
This is my new blog. Pls follow and share this blog.
What are the benefits of having physical education and sports in India?
In which way does physical education and sports help?
Do you think that physical education(in India) must be made a mandatory subject at schools and colleges?
Are we giving proper attention to physical education and sports?
Is there a proper way to develop physical education system?
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https://krishnac003.wordpress.com/2018/05/02/the-role-of-physical-education-and-sports-in-india/
Many thanks Krishna. I will certainly take a look at your blog but I am not at all qualified to answer your questions …. i am certain many will be though!
first of all congratulation for the blog, and want to say thanks for the good starting. Love the blog most.
Hello Prabhu – what a lovely thing to say! I’m delighted to ‘see’ you here and hope that you will enjoy more as time goes by 🙂
We are of kindred spirit. I too am a storyteller. I preserve the lives of heroes and villains. I write about science and magic and record life on alien planets as well as in other realms.
Sounds like you are more into preserving reality while I create adventures from my imagination.
Yet we were both storytellers. ;0)
I must take some time out to explore your blog more fully …. your stories are surely fascinating. I find reality and fantasy are much closer relations than we perhaps first imagine …. storytellers we both are and I raise a glass to the preciousness of preserving the art 🥂
I also plan to explore you site. A raised glass to you too. ;0)
Santé à bonheur 😊🥂
;0)
Osyth, great to meet you – thanks for visiting my blog. You have a fascinating background and story. Feel free to contribute to #ForgivingFridays if you want to.
I particularly love how you want to observe life – there is such freedom and love in that. And I also appreciate your value in authenticity. I’m with you!
Blessings 🙂
Debbie
Thank you. I will certainly contribute when I have something that I think would fit. I tend to be all about tolerance, decency, kindness …. forgiveness has to figure high in that cocktail otherwise it simply can’t mix. Take good care, go softly and have a beautiful week, Debbie 🙏
I finally got round to visiting. Where is my brain?! I’m looking forward to dipping in. I love that your husband has his own chemical symbol!
Hello! How lovely to ‘see’ you …. I have no idea where my own brain is let alone anyone else’s. My husband was extremely bemused when I first dubbed him thus but he appears very comfortable in his chemical symbol these days which amuses me greatly 😉
What a lot of comments, nice to make your acquaintance, i’ll have a delve in the archives I think. France is a fave country for me, I can just about get by but not as well as a Spanish horse (is that whet you said?)
Crack on, you did well to ditch the telegraph
The Telegraph and I were never going to be natural bedfellows …. It’s lovely to meet you too and I will be delving into your blog too. The demise of the Daily and Weekly Challenges set by WordPress has forced me out of my bubble to look for new pastures and that can only be a good thing. Silver linings. Always silver linings if one is open to revealing them. I adore France though I am now in the US for a long stint. I am devoting Fridays to France and Mondays to the Melting Pot (that’s what they call it so I feel I can pinch it) and maybe something random in between if I am so inspired which is a tenuous hope. The most Vache Espagnole of my French speaking is a distant memory now but I still like to pay homage to her from time to time 😉 🐄
I was only just discovering the prompts when they took it away from me. So I’m following this fella now, https://fivedotoh.com/ he seems to write an awful lot and have no idea where some of these folk get the time to do so without causing complete marital collapse due to interest and attention deficit!
I get quite alarmed by the volume of some people’s output so to speak. I can’t imagine how they do it. I come from the discursive and disorganized school of blogging which means I have good intentions but tend to be a bit erratic about when I actually blog. Which is why the prompts were so good. I will take a look at this chap and see if I can manœuvre his busy road to join something or other. Thank you 🙂
With all my love and appreciation 💕
https://alltheshoesiwear.wordpress.com/2018/08/05/the-random-acts-of-kindness-award/
Thank you Laura. Just thank you xo
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Once in a while, I see your name popping up on my blog. I miss you! Thought I needed to tell you 🙂
Thank you! That means an awful lot to me. I was shrouded by a dark cloud for many moons but have cast it officially and am now blinking in a new dawn and feeling the need to be amongst people I value. You are one of those. The next step is to write again …. drivel shall abound!
I went through some cloudy times myself, so I know what you are talking about. Just come back, step by step because I know I am not the only one who missed you.
Long time supporter, and thought I’d drop a comment.
Your organization’s wordpress site is very sleek – hope you don’t
mind me asking what theme you’re using? (and don’t mind if I steal it?
:P)
I just launched my small businesses site –also built
in wordpress like yours– but the theme slows (!) the site down quite a bit.
In case you have a minute, you can find it by searching for “royal cbd” on Google (would appreciate
any feedback) – it’s still in the works.
Keep up the good work– and hope you all take care of yourself during the coronavirus scare!
~Justin
Very happy to see you commenting again. I had kept the link for this in my list, thinking you might turn up again, and then heard from others that you were out and about.
How absurdly lovely! Thank you for keeping faith in me! I’m very happy to be back and I’m looking forward to the journey forwards 💫
Your site is lovely and oh so refreshing.
What a kind thing to say! I hope to see you around here again and n the meantime, I will check out your work. I do the rounds of newcomers blogs on a Sunday and I look forward to what I am sure will be a treat 😊