Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 188

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“Your illness does not define you, your strength and courage does.” – Unknown

Thanks, Spidey.

A quick shoutout to all those Cancer patients and survivors out there.

I’ll be recovering from my fundraising walk for Cancer Research UK when you read this.

(Actually, I hope we will have actually finished…!)

But no matter!

We have raised a great amount to help this charity continue doing the amazing work they do.

We have all been touched by this disease, in one way or another, either knowing someone who has suffered and come through, or sadly lost their fight, or even been one of the warriors against it ourselves.

Here’s hoping there will be a time when Cancer is a thing of the past…

If you were to fundraise for a charity, which would it be? 😘

Have a peaceful Sunday Peeps ❤ And enjoy your week!

#SoCS September 22/18 – Flour/Flower

Linda’s prompt for SoCS this week…

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “flower/flour.” Use one, use both, it’s totally up to you. Enjoy!

Yes… this will definitely be a SoCS post today, rambling about Linda’s prompt!

If you recall (though you may not, as I know the Life of Ritu isn’t the most important thing in your life!), I was going to be walking a half marathon for the charity, Cancer Research UK in September.

Well, that day has arrived… today! And I shall be attempting my 13.1 miles walking the Shine Walk through Central London, with the wind and rain howling… and my six girls from my Tootie Frootie posse will be by my side!

You know a proper post will follow when I get the feeling back in my legs etc…!

I can pretty much guarantee that by the end I won’t be blooming like a spring-time flower, but more like a wilted stem from a 3-week old cut flower arrangement!

(See what I did there? Included flower!)

What will I do to celebrate the end (if I make it)?

Eat cake, chocolate, ice cream… anything I dang well like!

It’s been a long haul recently, trying to avoid all flour based carby foods, and I shall continue after, but I think after the walk, I’ll deserve a doughnut or ten! And if a greasy fry-up is in order the next morning, it wouldn’t be complete without a nice slice of buttered toast!

Okay, I need to go and sort myself out now!

Wish me luck!

Catch ya later Peeps! Happy Saturday!

https://lindaghill.com/2018/09/21/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-22-18/

September 20 – Flash Fiction  – A Parade Of Nations – School Parade

Charli’s prompt this week:

September 20, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a parade of nations. It can be literal, or it can be a phrase that you use to describe a situation. Explore what it could be. Go where the prompt leads.

It seems that school is on my mind a lot these last few weeks, this was what came to mind!

School Parade
I hate assemblies!
I stood there nervously.
They came trooping in, like a parade of nations, English, African, Indian, Slovakian, Polish, Vietnamese… and more.
This was my first time and I had four hundred and twenty pairs of young eyes trained upon me.
Clearing my throat, I said, in a loud, yet slightly wobbly voice, “Good morning everyone!”
“Good morning Mrs Johnson!” came the singsong reply.
And those eyes looked at me with such trust, my nerves melted away.
“I’ve got a wonderful song for us to sing, and then we’ll talk about the year ahead…”
I LOVE assemblies!

https://carrotranch.com/2018/09/21/september-20-flash-fiction-challenge/

#WritePhoto – Pillars

Sue’s #WritePhoto Prompt this week:

The pillars created a corridor of sorts, leading to an archway that brought me closer to my destiny.
Beyond that archway was the spot where I would devote my whole life to my chosen cause.
Each pair of pillars, in turn, seemed to represent all I was giving up.
My home.
My job.
My freedom.
My family.
My love.
My name.
My guilt…
But I was forsaking them for Him. And him.
As I approached the archway Mother Mary stepped forward, her smile beckoning me closer and it pulled me forward quicker.
“Come, my child, it is nearly time.”
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The next time I walked by those pillars, I had shed all my worldly belongings and relationships – and my identity.
“Come, Sister Faith, let me show you to your room.” Inside, I smiled.
No one would find me here. No one would ever have to know…
#writephoto

https://scvincent.com/2018/09/20/thursday-photo-prompt-pillars-writephoto/

#writephoto

Lorna’s Gin-spiring Prompt #3 – How Far Have We Travelled From Home? #Ginspired

The lovely Lorna over at Gin & Lemonade With A Twist Blog has started a new writing prompt.

She hasn’t named her challenge, so I have – Lorna’s Gin-spiring Prompt!

This week, we have the words: How far from home have you travelled?.

Well… I have managed to rack a few countries up under my travelling belt over the years… not as many as some, but a good few!

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My travel map!

It’s not as accurate in that it covers the whole country whereas I may have only visited a city that is closer to home than the map shows.

But I have visited

  • Kenya many times, due to our familial connection, discussed last week.
  • India a few times
  • USA
  • Canada
  • France
  • Spain
  • Finland
  • Russia
  • Barbados
  • St. Lucia
  • Jamaica

I think that’s it!

And from that list, when I researched the cities I went to, the furthest is Vancouver Island, or Victoria in Canada! (4,717 miles)

Close (by a couple of hundred miles) after is Kenya, Mombasa( 4,496 miles) and India, Mumbai (4,466 miles).

I thought Russia would be the furthest, but we were in Moscow so it was closer than I thought! (1,554 miles).

So, there you have it!

And I do hope to add more countries to that list in the future!

https://ginlemonade.com/2018/09/18/reading-rambling/

 

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