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coming soonSunday 4: Instead of celebrating TV halfwits and reality stars (same thing), we should be incentivising and puffing the scientists who can develop a workable particle accelerator, one that can reduce our waste into a reusable energy supply. It is not beyond the bounds of possibility, so what is stopping them?

And, message to Hazel Blears - it isn’t just white Brits who are put out by immigrants. It is appalling how taxpayers’ money is spent on translators, road signs, newspapers (in God knows how many languages) and documents to show them how to cream off yet more from the public money pot. And what do we get in return?

That little rant was thanks to the oriental female who, several months ago, cycled on the narrow pavement, right up behind me, said nothing but grinned like an escapee from Bedlam, and expected me to stand in the bushes while she continued to cycle on the pavement.

Guess what? She did it again this morning!

In all those months (and despite my trying to tell her then too!), she had not learned it is illegal to cycle on the pavement; she is either deaf, dumb and mute, because communicating/speaking - even in her own language - seems to be beyond her capabilities or manners; or she just doesn’t give a FF about us.

Needless to say, I tried to stop and tell her again this morning, but, although she had to slow down, she still said nothing and, rigidly stayed on the edge of the pavement. At least I wasn’t in the bushes this time. But what is also deeply annoying is that Angmering has a lot of very old people who would feel slightly terrorised by such appalling behaviour. Quite apart from indigenous Brits being taken for fools, spiritually, I find it testing to spot even a glimmer of God in these people.

Of course there is, but the spiritual balance is so wrong.

It is also wrong to blame just Israel for their, admittedly far too heavyhanded, approach in Gaza. If just some of those protesters condemned Palestinian suicide bombers and Hamas rocket attacks, then maybe both sides would try to find a peaceful solution. As it is, endless criticism of Israel gives Palestinians carte blanche to bomb and maim as an acceptable way of ‘communicating’.

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

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no time for God

blanket coverNew Year’s Day/Jan 2: A groggy start to the new year thanks to a sleep-inducing antihistamine and staying up to watch the fireworks.

Unfortunately, the dermatitis returned, which I am now reasonably sure is down to eating cheese and dairy products (again).

I had every intention of glooping up and staying in… but, instead, went to wish Ma. Today (2nd), I very definitely am staying in, makeup free and filled with antihistamine as the reaction is a little more severe. Horrible itchy eyes. Definitely an under the blanket kind of day so I am forcing myself to remain in my jimjams and dressing gown to prompt me to relax fully. Says she while collating cuttings in prep to add images, and doing a list of 100 things to do to promote my art. And finishing the recession tips. More of which later.

One of the NandDs was concerned because Ma had fallen and banged her head and sounded discouraged. It is probably landmark dates that make her restless, although that is what she said of me, as I checked the cupboards for her missing undergarments.

She seemed fine enough apart from banging on about going home for the baby. And telling me my (hair) layers made me look ‘witchy’. The day before that she had told me I was getting darker. (Actually the melasma is slowly improving.)

Yesterday, when she said she would be dead by the time she got back home, I said at least as a ghost she could stay at BC as long as she liked. That made her laugh. Yet, despite these earthier moments, I sometimes feel that dementia is settling in. Certainly there are signs of a different kind of mental confusion.

Meanwhile, the rest of the world continues to make personal harmony impossible. Well not if you care enough, that is.

PS Had a late lunch and watched part of The Nutcracker (1993) … and a glorious ballet dancer called Wendy Whelan as Coffee. What a mesmerising dancer!

PPS Exhaustion is setting in. Off for some shuteye.

PPPS: Spiritual exploration is a must, and I admire anyone who makes the time for the quest. However, that rather fake, to me, Anglican priest, Peter Owen Jones, seems, to me, to serve no-one well; neither his God, his congregation, nor those whose faiths he picks at in the name of TV celebdom. Why precisely is an Anglican vicar teaching viewers about other faiths? Is his own not good enough?

Spiritual communion has just become another kind of telly entertainment, which is rather sad. Even Songs of Praise is like reality TV. Have we so little time for God?

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

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group hug for 2009

group hugTuesday 30/ Wednesday 31: Well I didn’t get attacked by other-dimensionals although my imagination did need a lot of dampening. However, when I went to bed last night, I noticed a large bite-like rash on the back of my left shoulder. (Cue Twilight Zone music!)

Talking of health, I’ve been meaning to write to West Sussex Primary Care Trust re the underwhelming service I got from that doctor at Angmering Medical Centre. Now I see we will be able to rate them on the NHS website.

Or maybe not
. So that letter will still be sent.

It is strange to go to see a doctor after years of staying away, who then fails to check you at all, let alone ask relevant questions, makes a couple of dumb remarks, then sends me for a blood test (which I have to chase up) and that’s her ‘expert’ response. I have rarely seen such a disinterested human being, let alone a medical practitioner!

I have been dreaming a lot about the little munchkins, especially the little girls. P and J needed a lot of hugs in my dreams last night, particularly P. Hope all is well with them.

PS It never fails to bemuse me how, some moments, I can look like Methuselah’s mother and the next, as if I was a fresh-faced teenager. Now that the dermatitis is healing well, this strange little phenomenon is returning. For the latter, of course, I am deeply thankful.

PPS All the best to all my readers for the coming year. May it bring you peace and prosperity and the manifestation of your good dreams.

For me, I hope some of you will be bold enough to comment here and make your voice heard.

Euphrosene Labon Mind Body Spirit Artist Author Writer

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