Piñata

I've made it here.

Marmite - the facts

MARMITE is 100% vegetarian.
The basic raw material used in the manufacturing of MARMITE is leftover brewer's yeast (the stuff left at the bottom of the pot when making Whisky).
MARMITE is one of the UK's most popular savoury spreads - sales topping 23.5 million.
MARMITE can be eaten on toast, in sandwiches or as an ingredient in stews and casseroles.
MARMITE contains virtually no fat or sugar (only 8kcal per 4g serving).
MARMITE is listed as Kosher, but under the status of 'not manufactured under Rabbinical supervision'

Love it or hate it.

Shrinking Women

...because I'm twenty something

http://todaywasmeaningful.wordpress.com/2013/08/06/because-im-a-twentysomething/

"You're gonna be ok"

When I Am An Old Woman I Shall Wear Purple

Warning

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

 

Jenny Joseph

I Hope You Get What You Need

Mummy

I am and always will be a dancer

http://shawnlent.com/?p=1478

6 Things You Thought Wrong About Introverts

http://m.huffpost.com/us/entry/3569058/

High School Training Ground

http://youtu.be/_Il70mlj38o

To This Day by Shane Koyczan

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

One of the most amazing people I have ever known was recently diagnosed with bipolar affective disorder. To know she was struggling with it herself for so long while I knew her to be so caring of others is astounding. A mutual friend of ours posted this for her.

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
(Wild Geese - Mary Oliver.)

One Second Every Day

*Started my own One Second Every Day video on 7 February 2013

Iconic Photographs: Vulture Stalking a Child

In March 1993, photographer Kevin Carter made a trip to southern Sudan, where he took now iconic photo of a vulture preying upon an emaciated Sudanese toddler near the village of Ayod. Carter said he waited about 20 minutes, hoping that the vulture would spread its wings. It didn’t. Carter snapped the haunting photograph and chased the vulture away. (The parents of the girl were busy taking food from the same UN plane Carter took to Ayod).

The photograph was sold to The New York Times where it appeared for the first time on March 26, 1993 as ‘metaphor for Africa’s despair’. Practically overnight hundreds of people contacted the newspaper to ask whether the child had survived, leading the newspaper to run an unusual special editor’s note saying the girl had enough strength to walk away from the vulture, but that her ultimate fate was unknown. Journalists in the Sudan were told not to touch the famine victims, because of the risk of transmitting disease, but Carter came under criticism for not helping the girl. ”The man adjusting his lens to take just the right frame of her suffering might just as well be a predator, another vulture on the scene,” read one editorial.

Carter eventually won the Pulitzer Prize for this photo, but he couldn’t enjoy it. “I’m really, really sorry I didn’t pick the child up,” he confided in a friend. Consumed with the violence he’d witnessed, and haunted by the questions as to the little girl’s fate, he committed suicide three months later.