Rudimental - a smaller version!

As a comparison to my last post ...

Rudimental ft John Newman - Feel The Love (Album Sync Live HD ft Heritag...

This is a good example of the sort of orchestral cool modern music that I like:

A new start in life?

A New Start in Life?

Yesterday I was (rightly) ticked-off by my wife for talking publicly about a friend's private life and this bad habit comes about because of my inherent and almost compulsive habit of having to be "open" about everything - transparency rules! - But she had a point and I apologised.

Having said all that - here I go again ...

Again its been many months since I blogged and that's (this time) because I have been drowning in a family feud that manifests itself by the fact that none of us communicate any more. So no contact with anyone - not even our much loved grandchildren - let alone my three children or their husbands or wives.

Here we are at the end of the decade and having been in the depths of despair at this fiasco - I am just emerging, hoping to write again. Finger's crossed I can pull it off.

I say "a new start in life" because our situation is so bizarre now as to really constitute a new start. Most would say - maybe by nature, including me, that this new start is not an improvement but actually it may be, painful though it is.

It all started ...

You know when I indulge myself and open-up to friends a little and start to tell them how this all started - I see their looks of disbelief and what I see as incredulity at how any family could end up in this sad and sorry state. That annoys me! It annoys me that friends imply by their reaction that it is my fault. It's not - just because the ratio is high - it doesn't mean that the majority (the offspring & co lot) that take a negative stance are right - I'm right - yes I am.

All I wanted was an apology from my daughter - but I didn't get it - I got ostracisation. -And the surprising thing was how they all hung together - like a strong industrial union - including the only sprog that I thought I had a relationship with, Owen.

I could spend days typing out here what led up to me seeking an apology from my daughter Rebecca but it'd be a waste of time. That annoying saying "it is what it is" applies here too.

 Let's experiment!

So, I am going to try an experiment ...
... Instead of drowning in sorrow and making my wife's life a misery (and mine) I am going to accept what has happened. I am also going to not blame either myself or them. The latter will be very difficult - but truth be known - they are the product of their mother's (and her family's) influence - that I'd rather call her "brainwashing". Her (the ex-wife's) manipulation of the (now adult) children's minds was an intentional criminal act. I am not sure if it is "criminal" but if it isn't - it ought to be.

I have always tried to maintain contact with my children over the years - tried to be a good father although "apart" from their mother. Terrible fathers fare better than I do. It is ... very un-fair - but then I implied that I was going to stop moaning; so I will.

I have a burgeoning receptacle of creativity (my brain - even though at first I typed my brian ... life of maybe). Let it free again. That's what I say! I'm going to give my Brian a life (again).

I need to write again. I probably ought to learn to play that bloody stringed instrument too that I bought a strap for and a tuning app placed on my phone.

Kate Bush is inspiring me today (thanks to Chris - that's Christine). "Aerial" is the album.

More textual information (on the amazing album) here.

Hear (a nice) part of it here. At 5 minutes 30 seconds in is an amazing section with a flamenco guitar etc.!

Note that this has Rolf Harris on it (that was before his disgrace I think) and a later remastered version cut it out.

New year approaches. New year - new world.