I do not plan these things. This is the second time I have broken my right ankle, the third time I have injured this foot and the fifth time I have injured this leg. My family want to wrap me in cotton wool and I can’t say that I blame them. My future daughter-in-law once came to visit with instructions to keep an eye on me and warnings that I would almost certainly fall at some time during her stay. Sure enough, on her last day I tumbled and ended up with a broken ankle.
Drains in Spain like to gobble up my leg and that is how I ended up on crutches this time. Do doctors appreciate how hard it is to get around on crutches? Non weight bearing is not easy! Yesterday my crutches wobbled and I nearly came to grief.
I am seriously fed up with my right leg and am thinking that I should trade it in.
I read in one of my writing magazines that Danielle Steele stated on the website Goodreads that she locks herself up and spends 20 hours a day writing for a month, working on four or five books at once. What dedication that is! I write on most days but it has been many years since I was able to last 20 hours (probably during the university cramming years) without sleep. However, I may try it for a while, blocking out the period of time in my diary and disconnecting the technology. It would be interesting to see whether my mind turns to butter.
How did I become hooked on a programme about baking? The Great British Bake Off commanded my attention every week and woe betide anyone who dared to telephone during that special hour. I watched the contestants whip, stir, pound, and stretch their creations with single minded attention. The crazy thing is that the last cake I made was about 20 years ago and the Prince Charming was so heavy that he ended up with his head buried in the blue icing (supposed to be the sea but a rather sick looking cross between a muddy pond and a cloudy sky). Anyway, since then my constant battle with the scales has forbidden indulgences such as chocolate cakes and iced buns.
So I am making a plea; why not get the contestants to tackle some recipes for watchers of weight and the growing population who suffer from diseases such as diabetes, etc? It would give a different meaning to carrot cake and banana breads and orange muffins.
Recently I celebrated a milestone birthday which seemed to prompt my loved ones into a competition amongst them of who could purchase me the most wayout present. When I first read this one I thought that I would be jumping out of an airplane for a skydive and my heart fell as my daughter reminded me of my fear of heights. However, this was not the situation and instead I was lifted up into the air in a wind tunnel. The instructor had me down as a troublemaker when he was unable to exit the room at the end of the briefing due to my many questions and concerns. He sounded quite shocked when he passed me my certificate at the end with a number of achieved levels ticked off and an evaluation that I was awesome. The video soundtrack is overpowered by the laughter of my family as they observed my experience and so I have settled for a still picture to show you what it was like.
A word of advice – do it if you can. What fun it was and we can’t wait to book the next trip so that the entire family can try it out.
Firstly thank you to Nina of http://www.awritersfountain.wordpress.com for nominating my blog for the Liebster Award. I am touched by the tribute. I am doing my thing in stages as I am under pressure to finish my novel so forgive the delay but my own nominations will be made in a few days.
11 Facts about me
1. In my previous life I was a nurse and midwife
2. I sailed across the Atlantic
3. I speak some Spanish
4. I love to dance.
5. I am a course junkie and love studying.
6. I did a practical course about motor maintenance and used to be able to do all of my own car service.
7. I was on the cover of a motoring magazine in my younger days.
8. I had a poem published when I was 14 years old.
9. I love popcorn.
10. I read everything including the back of the cereal box.
11. I write from my dark side but am ever so jolly in real life.
The 11 Questions that Nina asked me to answer;
- What is your favourite book?This is a difficult question to answer as I love so many books for many different reasons. Some of my favourites are ‘Shadow of the Wind’, ‘The Pursuit of Happiness’, ‘We Need to Talk About Kevin’, ‘Pride and Prejudice’, ‘The Diary of Anne Frank’, ‘Wild Swans’
- What would be your chosen pen name? Lindy the bestselling author
- What’s your favourite film(s)? Gone With the Wind (I’m a romantic at heart)
- Do you have any hobbies or things you like to do in your spare time? I love dancing modern jive and zumba, reading, writing of course, learning Spanish (there are not enough hours in the day)
- If you could go anywhere in the world, where would that be? Everywhere. I love travelling. My favourite place was the Antartic – I couldn’t get enough of ice and penguins.
- The greatest lesson you have learnt in life? Happiness is being with people I love.
- Your hopes for the future? (Could be your future, the planet, your Country) To stay healthy and win the lottery so that I can give my kids a house.
- Name three things you did this morning. Went to gym (yuck), posted a competition entry, waved at someone out of my window.
- What was your first job? Breaking chicken at a fast food restaurant; then I got to toss the burgers.
- Who is your hero/ person you admire and are inspired by? My daughter. She has not allowed setbacks in life to get her down and reminds me that she is the greatest achievement in my life.
- If you could change 1 thing about yourself what would it be? I would have the energy that I had in my 20’s, the passion of my 30’s, the wisdom and patience of my 40’s; more than one I know but the list could go on.
Have fun and display your banners proudly!
Hi. I hope that you all remember me. I haven’t had time to write on my blogsite recently due to the difficulties of writing a realistic love scene. In my novel there is a lovely young heroine and a good looking young man and plenty of opportunity so it should be easy. Until I put pen to paper. Then it is disaster. Tantalising touch becomes heavy handed and the words become sticky – like glue. Instead of a scene of passion, my efforts read like a newspaper report. And so, I edit and re-edit and re-re-edit. And finally end up with a just passable love scene.
In addition to my writing I have been zumba dancing to raise money for a cancer support charity. Five and a half hours was not good for the knees although it was a lot of fun and we did raise quite a bit of money. I have come to the conclusion that we zumbettes are mad. Some research was published recently which said that joint deterioration (particularly in the knees) can be due to too much or too little exercise. I am not sure which category I fall into.
For me there is a fine line between enjoying going to a gym and hating it. Sitting on a bike which doesn’t go anywhere or climbing stairs to nowhere can be very boring, no matter how many televisions the manufacturers put on, above or elsewhere on the equipment. Team sports are not an option when you don’t have a normal 9-5 regime and besides I don’t think any of the captains would want someone of my age in their team.
The discovery of zumba a couple of years ago made an incredible difference to my life. I am now more fit than I was 10 years ago, can eat chocolate without watching the pounds pile on and I have made a number of great friends. There is nothing like shaking your booty with a bunch of other women who err on the wrong side of middle age to create that wonderful bond of laughter that encourages friendship. Now this exercise craze is becoming big business with new classes springing up every week. So, I would encourage any of you to try it and see. You may love it. Don’t worry about looking like a fool – everyone is so busy concentrating that no one will notice what you are doing!