Showing posts with label Top Gun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Top Gun. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

New Boardies, a Surfboard and the Meaning of Friendship

Gods word tells us to be still and know that I am Lord. There is an old saying ' take time to smell the roses'. Have you ever just sat and quietly contemplated all that is around you? Do you have a special place , a favourite chair, maybe a peaceful part of the garden where you can be quiet and take stock of life?
A few years ago Captain Corsair bought me a garden chair and it is here I gravitate on a still day to read, write or just think. However quite often when I go and sit on my chair I am joined by the Captain, a bevy of cats and the inevitable dog or two, then to top it off sons Top Gun and JB usually add to the mix. There were times that I resented this intrusion to my time of peace. Selfish huh?
This morning was such a time. I had just settled down comfortably on my chair when Captain Corsair sits down beside me, followed by his undisciplined hound that seems all big feet and lolling tongue. No sooner had we organised the seating arrangements than Top Gun bounds out of the house doing an impressive impersonation of John Cleese( long legs going everywhere)wearing a pair of bright orange and yellow board shorts and sporting his new reflective sunglasses--and not much else.
" Like the new boardies mum?' his eyebrows shot up in question.
' Mmmm, bright!' I replied.
He then went on to tell me that he and his two mates had by some means (I refrained from asking how) come by an old surfboard. The new boardies were to compliment the second-hand surfboard. I asked him how three guys were going to make use of one surfboard, especially living approximately 300 kms
from the nearest beach. His reply may have been somewhat naive but on hindsight his simplistic solution to the problem, is one that should perhaps be adopted more often.
' We're friends Mum we will share.'
Out of the mouths of babes?

Friday, August 5, 2011

High Aspirations

This morning No.3 son aka Top Gun came to me an d very seriously declared that he had matured over night and one of the things that he wanted to do before he was 30 ( he is now 18) was to climb Mt Everest. Being the ever encouraging mother I nodded and smiled saying ' That sounds nice dear' . It was only later this evening when I sat down to rethink the happenings of the day that I considered Top Gun's statement. High Aspirations! Most of us have them, how manny of us carry them though? It then occurred to me that Top Gun's aspiration could be correlated to my own writing life. 
What do we each aspire to do as a writer? Do we write for our own pleasure or because to put our thoughts on paper helps clear our mind.  Are we happy just to see people we know and care for enjoy our work? Or perhaps we blog because we have an innate need to talk to someone or record memories for future generations? Perhaps we dream that one day we will have a work in print, even more that it'll become a best seller. 
What ever our aspirations whatever field we take, I think Top Gun hit it bang on when he announced that he was going for the top. As adults we can shake our heads and comment cynically  ' He has a lot to learn' as so he has, but then maybe we can learn a little from our young novice like to aim high in life.