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I can’t tell you how many many times I’ve visited and walked through and around Temple, exploring all the nooks and crannies, visiting Temple Church again and again, awed by the history.

I never for one second thought I would find myself working and living in the complex. And yet here I am and its strange.

If I had stopped to think about it, if I’d even imagined people actually lived here, I certainly would have thought it would be amazing to live in such a historical area; an area of myths and legends, of Knights Templar and King John…..he of Magna Carta fame.

You know how sometimes you’ve visited a place and thought “oh how much I’d love to live there!” – usually a cute thatched cottage or a beautiful mansion. But we never really get to know what it is like, because we don’t explore the opportunity of it. Would it even be as magical as what we imagine?

Weirdly it doesn’t feel any different to living anywhere else. There’s nothing special about the flat, its dingy and old with no mystery at all….no feel of the history of the area.

We’re located very close to the archway made famous in The Da Vinci code and yet it holds no mysticism.

Have I been away too long, lost my awe for these places, or is it still there but buried over time? Have I been keeping my eye for too long on other horizons to explore? Been here, done that type of thing.

Or is it that its wet, and cold and grim out and the flat too lifeless and uninviting? I can find nothing to excite me, no feeling of lives past, no ghosts…..

I’ve lived in a 16th century cottage in Montgomery in Wales with more atmospheric feeling and loved it. I’ve worked and lived in a castle in Scotland and stayed a few weeks in a gypsy caravan on the banks of the River Thames on Eel Pie island. I felt the atmosphere, I felt the air of people gone before.

And yet here I am, about to spend my 1st night in one of the most historic areas of London, and its leaving me stone cold. I’d rather be back in the guest house…

I think I’ve lost my sense of home. It’s so long now that I had a place to call home, a place where I returned to after each job. My own bed, my clothes in a cupboard instead of a suitcase in a storage unit.

I seldom even use the word ‘home’ now and if I say it, it’s a slip of the tongue. A habit I’ve yet to lose. I don’t belong anywhere, although I go back to the same area after each job, just different guest houses, none of them are home.

They say that home is where the heart is. That’s not true. I know where my heart is, but it’s not my home.

And so I’ll be sleeping in another strange bed (not a very comfortable one either ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜œ) and I know by morning my hips will be aching and I’ll be stiff and sore from metal springs pressing….

And in the meantime, reading The Salt Path has evoked a longing in me. A longing to just shuck my arms through the straps of my backpack and go.

The reviews of the book make it sound amazing and wonderful and romantic. It’s anything but. It about hardship and pain and hunger, and love…and a strong enduring love that overcomes hardship and pain and hunger, to find freedom and joy in living free.

It’s making me melancholic and pulling me towards doing the same thing. Do you think that once the walking bug enters your soul, it leaves you wanting more, with an uneasy longing to just go? To walk and walk and walk…..to walk despite the pain, the blisters, the hardships and the rain.

Is there a sense of home in having no home?

Meanwhile, besides the loud TV tuned into Midsomer Murders, its quiet and still as if the air is holding its breath, the lights of the city twinkling in the dark, the silhouette of St Paul’s Cathedral dark and foreboding and if I crane my neck out one of the windows I can see the shimmering movement of the Thames as it rushes out to sea…

Have I moved on from London? Or has London left me behind?

I can find none of the enchantment I used to feel coming into the city, and that saddens me.

So tomorrow I’m going to go out during my break and see if I can find the thrill, the excitement and my love of the city….hope it’s not raining, I’ve got 477.7kms to catch up on before 31 December.

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Absolutely delighted to have completed the Ring of Kerry virtual challenge tonight.

After I’d updated my Conqueror app kms last night I found I only had 1.1km left to complete the challenge. So tonight after I got back from visiting the kids, I went for a short walk along the clifftop and 1.6km later, I’m done.

Challenge #5 in the bag. For someone who said she was only going to do one….๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿคญ

Total 1194.7kms

A cheap way to travel the world. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Congratulations, you have completed Ireland’s well known scenic route the Ring of Kerry. Before you leave spend a little more time in Killarney by visiting the historical site of the 15th century Ross Castle.

Overlooking the third largest lake in Ireland, called Lough Leane, the castle was built by the local ruling clan, O’Donoghues Mรณr. Ross Castle was one of the last castles in Ireland to surrender to Cromwell’s forces. Up until the 17th century the castle was surrounded by a curtain wall with towers in each corner. A portion of the curtain wall was torn down to make way for expansion whilst in use as a barracks. Today the castle is open to visitors, retaining the tower house, part of the curtain wall and two towers.

From the castle take a boat ride on the lake to Innisfallen Island, the home to the ruins Innisfallen Abbey. Founded in 640 AD by St Finian, the patron saint of the area, it was occupied for nearly a thousand years. Nothing remains from that early settlement. The current ruins are a late 12th century Augustinian Priory. Over a few hundred years the resident monks wrote the famed Annals of Innisfallen, a chronicle of Ireland’s medieval history. In the late 16th century during Queen Elizabeth I’s reign, the monks were dispossessed of their abbey.

An excerpt from Thomas Moore’s poem entitled Sweet Innisfallen (c1870) describes it best:

Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well,
May calm and sunshine long be thine!
How fair thou art let other tell,
To feel how fair shall long be mine.
Sweet Innisfallen, long shall dwell
In memory’s dream that sunny smile,
Which o’er thee on that evening fell,
When first I saw thy fairy isle…

It’s so easy to get discouraged these days what with lockdown and various crazy things happening in the world, so for me this has been a fun way to keep motivated, and even when I really don’t feel like getting out, the thought of adding kms to my challenge gets me out the house.

I love the milestone postcards we get and the information that comes with them. The plant a tree initiative is fantastic and its exciting to know that my walking challenges have planted 25 trees so far

Virtually – anything is possible

If you’d like to join me on these virtual challenges, you can sign up here via my link.

https://www.theconqueror.events/r/CE1474

This is not an affiliate link and I don’t make any money from people signing up, but you get a 10% discount on any walks you sign up for and I think I get a 10% discount as well….which is a moot point really since I’ve already signed up for all the walks I want to do ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ƒ, although that’s no guarantee and I’m pretty certain that if they bring out more challenges, I’ll sign up ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ

What’s next you might ask….well I’ve 477.7km to walk to complete my personal challenge of 2020kms in 2020, and next on the horizon is the Great Ocean Road, Australia and Alps to Ocean, NZ. Next year I’ll be walking the Cabot Trail, Canada and the Ring Road, Iceland.

Hope they bring out a 2021 challenge too.

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Finally after 13 years I’ve taken the unprecedented step of applying to register with another agency.

Loyalty no longer works both ways. After 13 years the agency I work for have let me down really badly and I can no longer trust that they have my best interests at heart.

I started writing a post a few days ago about being a ‘disposable commodity’ in the care industry, and it saddens me tremendously to be reaching the point of taking this action, but I can no longer trust them to looking after my best interests despite over a decade of loyalty and upholding their reputation.

When dishonest carers are able to get off scotfree after sneakily ‘stealing’ assignments from right under your nose, and the agency acknowledges her duplicity but does nothing about it, is when you have to question your own loyalty.

I have to now question their values if that is how they allow their carers to behave.

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There are a number of wonderful analogies, idioms and proverbs that we could use to describe the current situation in #10 as the skittles fall. But I’ll stick with this one since it best describes….

he that lieth with dogs riseth with fleas : proverbย If one spends time with bad people, one will suffer in some way (often by becoming like them).

As they fight like ‘ferrets in a sack’ a delightful phrase I heard on tv this morning,

And now that they (the culprits) have brought this country to the brink of ruin with their Leave campaign, and we’re on the cusp of exiting the EU without a decent trade deal, and we enter deep water….the fleas are jumping….

The current ‘top dog’ is and has been weak. Bullies usually are weak. The only strength he has is his use of the English language and the way he pens his articles.

So goodbye to the fleas, may the dog follow soon…

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Look what I bought for myself this afternoon. โ˜บโ˜บ I felt I deserved a treat (besides the sunrise and sunsets) after all the stress this week. I’d been planning on buying it 2nd hand online, but suddenly felt impatient. Just a day ago I read the write up in The Guardian (February 2019) via @pilgrimtrust  and felt so inspired by their journey; the bravery of facing down the odds and taking the challenge head on. It helped lift me out of my slump, and reminded me that I have much to be grateful for – even though I’m still very grumpy about the dishonesty of that carer (and that she’s just going to get away with her manipulative behaviour) ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก that’s how grumpy I am ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ Anyway, whatever, I had a lovely long walk to Broadstairs and back and now I’m reclining on my bed and just about to dive in…. p.s. if you Google ‘the salt path’ the article is a few entries down.

The Salt Path

I’ll let you know what I think when I’ve finished it…although I’m pretty certain I’m going to love it. ๐Ÿ“˜

14.11.2020 Saturday 21:38

I’ve just finished reading The Salt Path. What an extraordinary story. Of pain, of loss and hunger and an enduring love that triumphed over the worst kind of adversity.

Its left me wanting to fetch my backpack and just go….

Fantastic read, definitely recommended.

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My favourite times of the year are autumn and winter. Although I do love spring…and there’s a lot to be said about summer ๐Ÿ˜‰

I’m an autumn person – I love the rich golden patchwork of colours, the misty mornings, the chill in the air, the crunch of crispy leaves underfoot, the smell of bonfires, that extra hour in bed as the clocks go back, and the lateness of sunrise.

Golden Autumn colours

In fact autumn and winter are pretty much the only time I get to see the sunrise – for no other reason than that I love my first cup of tea in bed with a biscuit. I’m not an early riser.

Between assignments I’ve been staying at the new guest house I’ve found, a mere 3 minute walk from the cliff tops above the sea….and facing east.

I love sunrise and I love walking, so I’ve been getting up early to make the most of the free time available (except for the last few days when I’ve been poorly and just didn’t have the energy to get dressed, never mind drag myself out the door).

But last week, before the shock of losing my pending assignment (due to the absolute dishonesty and sneakyness of the current carer), jumped up and smacked me in the head and laid me low, I got up early for 3 days in a row and went out for a sunrise walk.

Here are some of the images….is there anything more privileged than being alive to watch the sun come up? Except perhaps still being alive to watch the sun go down

Sunrise – Ramsgate Beach
Sunset – Pegwell Bay
Sunrise – Ramsgate Beach
Sunset – Ramsgate Harbour
Sunrise – Ramsgate Beach
Sunset – Ramsgate Harbour

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This is a bit of a rant, so if you’re not in the mood for someone else’s rant….๐Ÿ˜‰

One of the people I follow on Instagram shared these two images today and frankly it just made me mad ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ 

Warning???? Seriously???
DON’T ruin it for everyone else?? Seriously??

That’s a bit much!! That’s assuming that everyone who sees this is responsible for the spread of the virus, and let’s the government off the hook. I replied….

Wrong. Its entirely the fault of the government: slow to act, slow to make responsible decisions and they defy their own rules.

Lets consider for example: Boris Johnson back in March ” I shook hands with everyone” …..in a Covid-19 ward!!! No surprise, he got the virus AND  passed it on. His top adviser, that sneak Dominic Cummings, defied the lockdown and the government rules to drive up country WHILE ILL with Covid-19 and then drove to Barnard Castle to test his eyes???

Seriously???. Then we have a top scientist who defied the rules and had his mistress over for tea (?)…at least he had the grace and decency to resign. Unlike Johnson and Cummings.

Then a couple of months and a lot of pain later, we have a Scottish MP also breaking the rules, travelling with full knowledge of her positive test results and when found out, refusing to resign.

The masks are ineffective for preventing the virus. At least the majority of masks worn are ineffective ….there’s been more than enough evidence, and they haven’t stopped the spread of the virus. Besides which, if the virus is that contagious then why don’t we have biohazard bins for disposal?

Yes, (some) of the public are feckless, yes, many don’t believe there is a virus, refuse to follow the rules and that its dangerous, but look at their leaders….stupid and criminally feckless. Brilliant leadership….

To post such inflammatory memes, and blame the general public (whoever reads it) for the spread of the virus is incorrect. The buck stops with the government with their lies, mixed messages, lack of action,  destruction of the NHS with their drastic funding cuts…yet they can afford to pay their pals ยฃ9billion for a test and trace system that doesn’t even work.

No, the responsibility lies right in the hands of Johnson and his ministers. You can’t be the leader of a country and then wash your hands of any responsibility when things go wrong. The buck stops at the top. And like his twin in the USA, he loves to fling blame at any target he can rather than take responsibility for his own actions.

To blame the public is too easy and lets the government off the hook. The majority of the public obey the rules, do their very best in a very bad situation, self-isolate and in many many cases have little or no contact with another human being or watch helpless from the sidelines as their loved ones die, and our children and grandchildren are going to carry the cost of this for decades to come.

Even this latest lockdown – in the words of our ‘esteemed’ (?) PM “we must take immediate action, starting next week Thursday” – 5 days hence.

What part of ‘now’ did we misunderstand??

….ffs!!

I’m willing to bet, that as it was in March and April’s lockdown, there are planes and trains and foreign vehicles still entering the UK…..

Lockdown???? ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ’ฉ

Update: 21:12 I saw this news article https://www.telegraph.co.uk/global-health/science-and-disease/coronavirus-news-covid-second-lockdown-rules-uk-cases-england/ have a look at 6.31pm…..what lockdown? Those businesses represent thousands of people, and while I understand that there are necessary businesses, there are a number that are not essential services.

Copyright Telegraph

And this evening I learned that I had lost my next job due to the new lockdown. Amongst thousands of others. I’m not in any category for financial relief from the government, amongst thousands of others.

Still, I’m not as badly off, I have savings, and there is still the possibility I ‘may’ get another job, being self-employed in an essential services industry, there is a possibility, but the reality is that the jobs are few and far between and I may end up having to draw down my savings; savings for my retirement which is right on the horizon.

So I’m unimpressed with the government, not that I had any respect or regard for them prior to the virus….when you have a clown in office….

Update 04.11.2020 15:00

Forgive me while I ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿคฃ hilariously. Latest government U-Turn ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜

Pubs, bars and restaurants will be permitted to sell takeaway alcohol during Englandโ€™s second national lockdown if it is pre-ordered online, or via phone or post, according to proposed regulations.

Post??? Is

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Sounds like the name of a band….๐Ÿ˜

If I remember correctly, I think there is a band with a similar name….Smashing Pumpkins?? Which sounds just as much fun, albeit a lot messier than carving pumpkins ๐ŸŽƒ

Its amazing how many British traditions we have been introduced to since living here for the last 19 years.

Although we came late to the tradition and have only carved a pumpkin once before, now that my grandson is older we’ve introduced him to the tradition and the fun of carving a pumpkin for Halloween.

Growing up in the UK, I’m pretty certain that this won’t be the last time we carve a pumpkin, and it will become a new family tradition.

My daughter bought the pumpkins a few days ago and yesterday we sat in the garden, thankfully it wasn’t raining, and carved our pumpkins.

Daddy of course honoured the boobee with his name and I went for the more traditional scary face, and for good measure and keeping it contemporary, I also carved out the word Covid…๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคช Its current news, so I had to.

We left them outside to start drying out, a hopeless endeavour since the weather is so grim, but they were sufficiently dried by evening. Daddy sourced some candles and lights off, candles in and we had our ‘scary’ Halloween.

The boobee was more interested in retrieving the candles and ‘blowing’ them out than the actual pumpkin faces….๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”

A lovely family day.

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Some years ago I thought it would be fun to keep photos of all the beds I sleep in. I called the blog 100 beds.

Little did I know it would eventually exceed 100 by a huge margin ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”

My job as a Carer takes me all over the country, although not as far afield since 2019 as it used to…..a certain little boy put paid to my extended travels.

Of course Covid-19 has reared its ugly head and I was away for 7 weeks in March and April and from 9th November I’ll be away for another 6 weeks.

Every time I work away I get to sleep in a different bed….and the variety of beds is amazing. Some beds are lush with memory foam mattresses and luxurious linen and superb pillows. Others are single beds (my pet hate) with a mattress that was old during the time of Noah’s Ark ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคช๐Ÿคช

Inbetween jobs I stay in either a B&B or Guest House and occasionally I use Airbnb….these all offer a similar variety of beds and you just never know what you’re going to get.

Up until last month I was staying at a B&B that was a 5 minute walk from my daughter and her family, but they moved house and the host of the B&B went down the road of ‘familiarity breeds contempt’ and the last day I stayed there she gave me a stale hot cross bun and tepid tea and a cup that was less than clean at breakfast. Ergo time to part company.

So I looked around and found a Guest House in a good location and a 20 minute walk to the family.

So for the last 3 weeks I slept here

And for the next 7 nights, I’m sleeping here

For fun I created a short video of some of the beds I’ve slept in over the years

I have an amazing bed at the next job, tucked away at the back of the house, a room with a view, in a quiet courtyard and a lovely big comfy bed and that’s where I’ll be sleeping for 6 weeks.

And since it looks like I’ll be working for at least another 8 years, I’m guessing I’m going to be sleeping in quite a few beds more…..๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ›

I get to sleep around quite a lot ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคซ

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