If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck. And yep, it looks like a dreary Sunday at the tail end of April in Dukinfield, Tameside.
I had a lie in as was tired, and am still tired, and am also nursing a war wound from a bike incident on Friday. Claire is out and about on Mull making a recce of the June 2nd Mull Sportive route.
So one of us is in Ducky Dukinfield, the other Tobermory, Isle of Mull.
Note the subtle difference between the two photographs. You’ll see that I win hands down in Tameside (with eyes closed, fingers in ears, and a lot of imagination.)
I do though want to get out an not be trapped indoors, but I must listen to myself and I am tired. I think I will put some Insight Timer meditative music on and take 40 winks.
('Forty Winks' is an English expression meaning a short nap or snooze. It is a gentle indulgence, something rather spoiling, and if you haven't tried it before, something we would highly recommend. The phrase can be traced back to Dr Kitchiner's 1821 self-help guide, 'The Art of Invigorating and Prolonging Life'.)
Speaking of taking an invigorating and prolonged life I do intend getting out on the bike for a canal ride, or at the very least cycling later on to Christ Church in Ashton for a meeting. I shall see how it all pans out. Nowadays I am very much in the moment person. If it happens great, if it does not then great.
For me a gentle spiritual life appeals. And being happy, not to mention not serving others needs or expectations. It is about being peaceful with what happens outside and inside, and by inside I mean my thoughts. A time to rest physically and mentally. And it has ben a busy week.