Mental rambles

I live in what is effectively, an extended close. There are well over a hundred houses but there is only one way for cars to get in or out.
This means that generally, the only people who come down our road live there.
There are three green islands with trees but the largest is the one at the very bottom.
It’s really just a small grassy roundabout, but a woman who lived opposite decided that it could use some sprucing up. She planted bushes and flowers and tried to make it more attractive.
Some of the other neighbours started helping and it soon became a lovely little communal garden.
All the locals refer to it by the name of the nice lady who started it all.

I went to church yesterday evening and happily listened to the sermon.
It was about belief and faith.
I thoughtlessly said to my Father recently, that I didn’t believe in God.
That’s not true.
I just don’t need religion in my life.
My family gives me all the strength and guidance I need.

When I noticed the smoker/body-builder, I was reminded of another odd combination I’d seen a few months previously.
An attractive oriental woman was struggling down the street. One of her legs was in a cast but she was tottering along on high heels and crutches.
I couldn’t help but wonder if her ridiculous need for high heels had perhaps been the cause of her injury.

On the way home yesterday I saw a muscular man in his early twenties.
He obviously spent at least half of every day pumping iron in a gym.
He was tanned and fit looking but what caught my attention was the cigarette he was hungrily sucking on.
Why spend all that time trying to look healthy and then blow the reality with tanning booths and cigarettes?

My cousin came around with his son and daughter for the day.
My wife sent me to the shops in the morning to get supplies and they arrived around 12.30pm.
Hugs and chats until my wife produced a delicious Chicken lunch. I should have bought more though, as the platter was cleared before anyone had seconds.
Unsurprisingly, all the children (mine included) were salad dodgers.
The weather was good and although we didn’t really do anything, hopefully everyone had as good a time as me.