6 Minutes, 20 Seconds. Emma Gonzalez

On Saturday I watched the live broadcast March For Our Lives.

I was moved, I realised I was watching American History being made.

Young Americans marching for change, marching for what they believed in. Whilst their President played Golf in Florida!

The speeches were all thought provoking, honest and given from the heart but all those who spoke, but one stood out above all the rest, and that was the speech by Emma Gonzalez.

Her silence said more than any words ever could. Here presence on the stage was amazing, she is one brave courageous young lady who by saying nothing during her period of silence said everything.

I doubt if I will ever meet this young lady but if I don’t that will be my loss. She is destined for great things in the future. The words she spoke were spoken with a maturity far exceeding her young years. But the silence spoke far more.

I may not be still alive to see it, but if this young lady in the future never holds the highest office in the United States then the USA will be far poorer for her not doing so.

Emma thank you for your speech, you are an inspiration not only to youngsters across America, but also to me.


Getting Older

Tonight I realised I am getting older!! I mean it’s not something I normally think about.

I still look at young ladies and think that if I took mind to chase them I could probably catch them, though what I would do after that is open to debate! In reality some of them seem faster than me when they are standing still.

Anyway I was reading an excellent blog post at annieboreson.com you go and take a look after you have read this drivel. But her post made me think about getting older. Now I know I am getting older if only from the fact that I am not as nippy as I used to be. Don’t get me wrong I have never been that nippy, to quote my late mother I am built for comfort not speed.

But certainly I am slower doing some things than I used to be, and I must admit I find that a tad frustrating. I must get more exercise, a few months ago the wife and I spent a bit of money on having the garden done, and I intend from now on for it to be my pet project. I have even bought a new lawn mower and some new tools.

Should I get depressed if the grass grows quicker than I cut it? Fancy racing grass!

Watch this space I may post some pictures showing my progress, which hopefully will be forwards.