Friday, 11 September 2015

Before Breakfast...



Long before seven this morning I trundled the bike up part of the old railway to look at the mist hovering over the land.  Even most dog walkers were still abed which indicates the chill in the morning.  The sun was dissipating the mist as I arrived, low lying clouds lay like an Edinburgh Haar over parts.  


To think a developer now wishes to plant several hundred houses here (plus GP etc) and the farmer is very keen to sell.  A couple of years ago similar plans for 500 houses were turned down after a long campaign, I suspect similar to arise now.  This is a wonderful natural spot, well cared for by the Park Rangers and so many houses will ruin it.  With this grasping governments attitude 'build and be damned' and a desperate need for housing this one may get some homes built.  There again maybe there is not so much need for housing after all, maybe stopping greedy Russians and Chines buying all of Central London and raising the cost of houses would enable Brits to obtain one already built?
Maybe encouraging people not to divorce might keep families together, support marriage rather than destroy it, tell single women to find their own accommodation when they have a baby rather than use council ones.  All such ideas will not get votes but could improve society.
We are being forced apart by the spirit of the air.  Independence and not community is the bias in the airways.  Self rights are more important than society duty, me first, and let others hang is the way.  Today parliament debate the 'assisted suicide bill.'  This is to allow people who wish to die to do so.  To many consider this a 'right' and others from compassion think it a good idea.  I remind them of the woman today who has been found to have written a note from her husband claiming he wished not to be revived, and she had poisoned him and written the note herself.  'Assisted suicide' is an excellent way to remove ageing or sick family members, especially if there is money to be found in the will.  I await their deliberations tonight.



I exchanged s few friendly words with one young lass as I grasped the camera expectantly noticing her dog, a golden retriever, wandering in and out of the wet grasses that abounded today.  I was glad I did not have to wash the beast when I got home, and she had another somewhere about also.  As I turned for home, my knees requesting this, I noticed this figure heading towards me.  She had the right idea, cycle alongside the dog, it makes him run faster and enables you to get home quicker! A not unusual idea and worth considering as the dog and you benefit.  Unless you fall off obviously!

   
High above holiday makers and a few business people headed elsewhere.  This may have been an inland flight to Edinburgh or Belfast possibly but it may well have had a European airport in its sights.  No-one appeared to wave from the window.   The thought that this seven in the morning take off meant the travellers probably left home at midnight or three in the morning to get to Stansted for the flight shows the problems re air travel today.  The flight to Edinburgh takes an hour, the preparation for take off three!  I may just cycle there next time.


After a massage from the Vietnamese Curry House and Takeaway Massage girls I might feel better however now I think I have been run over by a bus.  They say this makes you fitter, 'they' are not doing it....


4 comments:

Jenny Woolf said...

These are really, really wonderful atmospheric photographs. If I have to choose one it would be No. 3 because of the colours. So many different colours and it gives such a sense of the flowers and vegetation in early autumn. You should print these out and frame them all in one big frame! lovely. I couldn't agree with you more about housing, greed, etc. I get so hopping mad that scarce land that should be used for housing Londoners is allowed to be treated like some kidn of commodity like gold, held and wasted for its scarcity value. Particularly infuriating since one suspects that the buyers are often mafia of one kind or another laundering their money or seeking a bolthole. I think the answer has got to be for people to move out of the southeast, it's just getting impossible. Talk about killing the gooose that laid the golden egg.

Lee said...

You would've done a double-take, maybe a triple-take, if you'd seen a dog running alongside that jet...

the fly in the web said...

Those photographs were just superb....you should make a compilation.

As for housing...it won't be housing that local youngsters can afford....roll on a Mayor for London who will confiscate empty properties.

Adullamite said...

Jenny, Housing has been badly managed since the 60's.

Lee, Dog-legs on jets?

Fly, That will not be a Tory mayor.