All in good time

Most of us who shall I say are of the older generation if they are honest, that is true to themselves will admit to wondering sometimes where the time went when they look back on life. Time wouldn’t exist at all if it hadn’t been created. Before Time there was nothing. It is only in life that Time has meaning, without the passage of time it would be difficult to relate to others and even to ourselves, there would be no reference points. It would be impossible to think back! We wouldn’t have a past and we wouldn’t have a future in this life, just the immediate now. Life itself would be meaningless. We exist in Time therefore because we were not created meaninglessly. ‘ Cogito, ergo sum’ as  René Descartes wrote, and  Antoine Léonard Thomas, aptly captures Descartes’s intent: dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum “I doubt, therefore I think, therefore I am”. We obviously exist, of this there is no doubt. Time is hard to understand but as we live in it there is nothing we can do other than reflect on its passage. In life we learn, grow in knowledge and perhaps do great things in the time allocated to us yet at the end of life it is all futile, we don’t really benefit from it all and we leave no better off than when we started. Others may reap the benefits but they too suffer the same fate. We ask therefore what is the point of life other than to live it? Read here for an answer.( ) 

I remember lots of things from my past and when reflecting upon them wonder why I did this or that and ask myself why? Did I benefit? In the short-term the answer has to be yes for I must have been doing whatever it was for a purpose at that time. Later something else would be the focus of my attention and I would forget the former things or at least archive them in the depths of my mind. We are like clockwork toys acting out our lives in much the same way as our fellow beings, it is all for a purpose isn’t it? Well many live out their lives without asking the question. For them it is meaningless to seek something that is pointless in seeking. For others who seek they may think they’ve found the answer. For myself I think there is only one purpose in life and for it and that is to worship my Creator. Yes I am allowed to enjoy my existence, in fact whilst we are here in the flesh we should be enjoying life. In death there is no Time, Time doesn’t exist in the spiritual realm. For us right now there is a time for everything under the heavens.( )

Shirley Anne


Losing track

English: Losing track
Losing track (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I had yet another night with little sleep, managing to get only three and a half hours deep sleep and a couple of hours afterward trying to return to sleep. I felt a bit groggy at first but soon perked up once I was out of bed. Saturday was ‘clean sheet day’ as the first thing I did was to replace the bed linen before going downstairs. After putting the laundry into the washing machine I spent some time on the gym equipment before breakfast. I was dressed and out in the garden long before E put in an appearance. I heard a voice call out ‘good morning’ and I turned around to see our youngest son looking out of his bedroom window. He lives in Manchester but had stopped over for the weekend because he would be seeing friends and celebrating someone’s birthday on Saturday evening. He never hangs around much whenever he visits so I saw little of him all day. I had made up my mind to take a break from working in the cellar and rest for the weekend. During the day I kept thinking it was Sunday because I don’t work on Sundays except perhaps to do a little gardening if the weather permits. On Friday evening E and I spent some time online making purchases for clothes. On Saturday I browsed the Internet looking for other things to purchase. This time it was for floor paint and a cordless vacuum cleaner. These things were not being purchased on the spur of the moment because we had discussed the possibility of buying them weeks ago. It was just a matter of where and when and being on a buying spree we decided to push the boat out and go for broke as they say. Oh, the clothes we were buying were summer tops and light summer cardigans. Makes a change from building materials! I still kept thinking it was Sunday throughout the day. I guess I am not used to not working every day.

Shirley Anne

….and a new beginning

I was in bed by ten-thirty after which I remembered nothing until I awoke for a little trip along the landing at five in the morning. It was new year’s eve but not that I’d noticed, I was too tired. On waking I should have done some exercising but my limbs were aching. Whilst I had been collecting stones from the beach the day before I noticed my posterior thigh muscles were beginning to ache. It had to be the elliptical cross trainer, well not the machine but my lack of experience on it! It isn’t as though I have been doing much on it but even the small amount of time I have spent was enough to cause my injury. Latterly I had been spending only a couple of minutes on the machine and even then with the supply switched off, in other words using it at its absolute and lowest settings. It is more the movement the legs go through rather than the resistance level though I suspect. Until I can get used to it I will have to ensure my time on it is kept to a minimum. Anyway the long and short of it was that I decided to once again take a short break from my regime. My day, new year’s day was therefore spent relaxing and doing nothing for once, oh sorry, except for taking out the trash! I don’t make resolutions for the year as you may remember which means I am not setting myself goals which I probably would find difficult to maintain anyway. If I do set myself a goal it can be anytime throughout the year and it usually involves a project of one sort or another. Those things I do keep. See last year’s posts! I do have one or two things I would like to do but whether they will come to fruition remains to be seen. In the meantime one of my aims is to get used to that damned cross trainer!

Shirley Anne

Last working day of the year

As long as it didn’t rain on Saturday (23) I intended to spend some more time in the garden again. It would be the last day in the year for doing any work for me but alas it didn’t happen. I had gotten up early and went for a long walk down the coastal road to Ainsdale. I chose that route as it was still dark at the time I went, 7.30. I wanted to take the route through the sand dunes but that could have proved very difficult in the dark. However, by the time I decided to return home it was light so I walked back through the dunes. When on the beach the sky was clear toward the south but northward it was dark and heavy. To the south I could see the mountains of North Wales, easily seen when the skies are clear. The oil rig westward out to sea was still fully lit against the dark sky. This time the tide had receded before I arrived but it had left an enormous amount of seaweed behind! I walked northward again along the beach to the point in the dunes where I would turn into them and off the beach. I was back home before 10.00 and had breakfast whilst E was busy doing something associated with her crafting hobby. As I mentioned I wanted to do a little gardening but events got in the way during the rest of the morning. After lunch I just didn’t feel like doing anything. It has been quite a busy twelve months with all the projects that I have been involved with both inside and outside the house. It helped not having to do electrical work for others, at least for the last nine months anyway. My time became my own and I could concentrate on my little domestic projects, and there were many! Just the way I like it, better for my health and well-being to have things to do to wile away the time. When I look back on the year I am amazed just how much was done, all of them written about in my posts, and there was still plenty of time to relax too. Saturday afternoon being one of them. There was always Sunday for a potter around the garden!

Shirley Anne


So many times lately have I arisen late and missed breakfast. Most unusual for me because I have been so used to getting up early over the years to go to work. Even when I wasn’t working the routine was pretty much the same because it became ingrained. Now that I am not actively seeking electrical work, though I have done a couple of jobs over the last two months, I am finding I am beginning to be relaxed about it all. Another thing I am noticing is that I am often losing track of which day of the week it is as there is no real need to know. Now that tells me I am no longer tied to the calendar or clock and it is very liberating. Many years ago I stopped wearing a watch. There were two main reasons for doing that, one was that I couldn’t get a watch I was wearing to remain working for any length of time except for the last one I wore. That watch was an electronic one and proved very reliable and accurate. The second reason for deciding not to wear a watch was that I no longer wanted it to control my life  as far as it had been keeping my schedule regimented. I could decide to eat when it suited me rather than because it was a certain time of day. I didn’t need an alarm to wake me either as I did that naturally. Appointments were kept by checking the timepieces around me or asking others. Gradually I became less reliant on the clock though would need to refer to it occasionally. When the mobile phone came along I could check the time that way if I needed to. That has been the situation now for many years. It is nice not to be tied down rigidly to the time of day but I do realise it cannot be completely ignored, it just isn’t practical in today’s world. Getting up late isn’t a problem most of the time now for me, if I miss breakfast so what? I eat when I feel hungry which is the way it is meant to be I suppose. Time of day for me seems a little irrelevant now. I can sit back and watch the world at work following the clock as it needs to do. It is something I notice very clearly whenever I go for a walk. It is a nice feeling to know that I am now not so much a part of it all.

Shirley Anne

Last day

Too Drunk...
Too Drunk… (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

So ends the old year and a new one begins. It was Saturday, the last day of the year and I had ideas of doing a bit of garden maintenance but again I had slept in rather late and shelved the thought. I intended working for an hour or so in the morning because the weather forecast showed that it would get windy and wet later on. I awoke at 9.50 and by the time I had gotten downstairs  it was 11.00. I therefore waited a while and prepared lunch instead. The wind did pick up and it was quite cold to be out in it. Soon after lunch E left the house and I thought she would be out for the day but she was back an hour later. In the meantime I potted about doing very little except watch a bit of television. It was New Year‘s Eve but I had nothing planned for the event, I never observe it.

English: Fireworks over Copenhagen the night b...
Fireworks over Copenhagen the night before New Year’s Eve (Photo credit: Wikipedia)




That has been the way for many years and as far back as I can remember. When asked why I don’t observe the occasion I say that I am simply not interested, which is true but then I think to myself what would be the point? I haven’t drunk alcohol now for a number of years and as most celebrations centre around drinking the night away it would be pointless. I would feel like a fish out of water, everyone getting drunk all around me and me being sober as a judge in their company just doesn’t work. I often wonder why people think that getting drunk is a great way to celebrate anything. Some no doubt will get drunk on drugs too. Why do people treat their bodies that way? It is self destroying. So I don’t want to be a part of it. Saturday evening was spent watching a movie till late and then off to the Land of Nod and getting up on Sunday morning without a banging headache and a mouth like blotting paper. The new year for me would be just like the preceding one and the first day just treated as another day. If you really think about it that’s exactly what they are. We hope the new year will be better and that things will change but in reality they don’t because our hearts are not in it. Maybe this time…..?

Shirley Anne

Completely different

"Keep them ringing" - NARA - 514816
“Keep them ringing” – NARA – 514816 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

On Wednesday early evening my phones never stopped ringing, yes they both ring with a traditional ringing tone, no tunes or annoying jingles. Most of the calls were from people enquiring about my electrical services. I accepted four of them, three to be done the following day and the fourth on Friday morning. Naturally I don’t accept all offers because of my age and many jobs I no longer wish to do anyway. I think that after 54 years in the trade I am entitled to pick and choose what I will take on board. I began to learn my profession in July 1962. People ask when I will retire but I tell them that as long as I am able and can work safely I will continue. In any event I limit the amount of time I work so that I don’t push myself too hard. Thursday morning was completely different from the other days in the week, I had plenty to do! Even though I limit what I will do my work still brings in a tidy income. Most of the time my earnings get saved but this year much has been spent doing my domestic projects. I can’t complain, I can’t take my money with me when I die can I? If I didn’t work and earn the extra money many of the things I have done would not have been done so quickly. I am at my happiest when I am doing something but there are times when all I want to do is go for a walk. I don’t much like sitting down for too long and get very restless if I do. Thursday was a nice day for me, I had work to do. What did I do in the afternoon though? I went for a walk.

Shirley Anne

A waste of time

Once gone it can never be replaced; time that is. I had some of my time wasted on Monday. I had arranged to look over a job in a small township about ten miles distant. Essentially the lady wanted her electrical supply panel replacing with a modern one; a simple thing to do in itself but there are other things to consider as well. The installation would need an inspection and some tests carried out on it else the new circuit breakers and RCDs might trip out immediately after installation. I did a quick look around to see what else needed doing and discovered an out-building supplied with an unprotected flexible cable plugged into a socket in her new kitchen. Both of those things contravene regulations in themselves.

Power to the people!
Power to the people!

The out-building would need a new supply fed from source, some distance away. An earthing conductor/cable had been connected in the kitchen but hadn’t been run to the mains supply either. The gas meter required earthing by the same method as it too was remote from the electrical supply. The simple job had now become far larger and she hinted that other work would be needed elsewhere as well. I apologised and told her that amount of work was more than I would normally take on but offered to get someone else to do it for her, a female electrician friend of mine. She agreed so I phoned my friend who will now be taking on the work instead. The journey therefore was from my point of view, a waste of my time. It didn’t matter, it happens from time to time. I had the morning to myself but just before lunch I was asked to look at a lighting problem for a guy for whom I had previously worked, three miles from home. He had damaged a semi-recessed lighting unit in his bathroom when trying to replace the lamp. The damage was unrepairable and therefore would need replacing. On my inspection I found that the light was an unsuitable and possibly dangerous unit to be installed in a bathroom, especially as in this case it could be reached from the floor. There were four units and all would have to be replaced with a type suitable for use in a bathroom if he wanted me to do the work. I got the impression that he was reluctant to spend the money having told me he had been surfing the Internet looking for inexpensive replacements, unfortunately of the wrong type. He asked if he could call me again once he had sourced what was required from one of our local electrical suppliers.Clock Another waste of my time but he did call after lunch telling me he would let me know when he had received the new fittings as they had to be ordered in. In a way therefore it wasn’t a total waste of time. as long as he employs me to do the work. I told E that if any more calls came in that day I was determined to put off doing anything until the next day. Earlier I made a call to the company who will be installing our new bedroom furniture and was told that the materials would be delivered this Friday (4th) and the following Tuesday (8th) the joiner would arrive to start the work. It should be completed therefore by the end of next week. As I write this on Monday afternoon I have just completed screwing down some of the floorboards in the bedroom which were loose under foot. I am waiting for E’s nephew to call as he will be looking at what wants to be done regarding the roof repairs now that the scaffolding is fully erected. I have the feeling he won’t make it as the light is beginning to fade. We have the scaffolding for four weeks but thereafter a levy of £75 will be charged for each extra week it is up. Hopefully everything will be done much sooner than that but we are dependent upon the weather.

Shirley Anne

Four calls

English: All calls with trunking
All calls with trunking (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Throughout Monday I received but four phone calls asking me to do some electrical jobs. However I accepted none of them for they were either too large, too far away for the job to be cost-effective or asking me to repair specialist equipment in hairdressing establishments and houses. I hadn’t any work at all to do on Monday and only one job in the pipeline at that time which was scheduled for Wednesday. I was contacted about that job and was asked if I could reschedule the work for the following Wednesday instead. Very little work could be done on the bedroom project except applying the top coat of gloss paint to the woodwork but E wouldn’t hear of it as she wants to do that work herself; she has after all done all the preparation and undercoating of the woodwork so is entitled to have first choice. The only other work left to do besides perhaps changing the radiator control valve which requires a drain-down or partial drain-down of the system in order to do it, is screwing down the loose floorboards. That will only take an hour at most so as far as the project is concerned for me it is finished until the furniture has been constructed in a few week’s time. The weather has been wet and windy, though not as bad as it has been in the south of the country but nevertheless not nice for working outside. There are one or two jobs I would like to get done in the garden before the onset of Spring, pruning back some of the trees and digging out a few plants or resiting them. The weather is too poor at the moment so I have to wait. Things haven’t worked out as I had planned last year in one or two areas and had they done so I would have something to do in my at-home spare time, things like the outside toilet project which as yet has not really been started. The only thing preventing that work from getting underway is having a new opening for a door to be knocked out and an original doorway blocked up. That work could have been done in the Summer had E’s nephew found the time to do it for us. Maybe this year it will get done if all goes well and of course we have the funds to do it. At this moment all I want is four calls for work which I am happy to undertake. I have the rest of the week for it to happen!

Shirley Anne