[Terry: Wow. Found the love of her life on WordPress! Now that’s something I never knew about the Power of WordPress!]
I thought it was about time I updated my about page.
My name is Kirsty and I am 41 years old. I live in Stirling but am originally from Edinburgh. I am in 2nd year at Stirling university and I study English and am also doing some Politics modules but just until 3rd year. I am a late starter at university, but I think its never too late to make positive changes in your life. My ambition is to make a comfortable living in some form of writing. I have just signed a contract for the publication of one of my novels (best feeling ever).
I work part time as a keyholder in the British Red Cross. I was a retail manager for 20 years and find that working within the charity sector is not only fulfilling but fun.
Outside of uni and work, I enjoy writing obviously, I love a good book, I enjoy theatre, visiting new places and looking at tatt. I love old places and would love to discover somewhere new. I love most types of music yet have a new found respect for classical.
More importantly, I have recently met the love of my life, it was the most romantic experience of my life. Her name is Helen, she is 27, she is English but I’m converting her to the Scottish way of life. We met on WordPress. She commented on one of my blogs and I replied. She was at the other side of the world at the time and lets just say, we fell in love before we even met. She is now lying on my sofa whilst I write this.
I’m complicated, or at least I thought I was, until I met Helen and she gets me. I wear my heart on my sleeve and crave the love that she so readily gives me. I’m disappointed in the dullness of normal life and sometimes people,I seek to make my world a more pleasant place by being a little irrational and often spontaneous. I hate the word normal, I believe that our lives are so socially constructed that we are scared to be individual. Politically I am a socialist/feminist and disagree with the majority of British politics.
I plan on exploring this big wide world after I graduate. I want to take a million pictures of the most colourful and weirdest places then write about them, this will be made perfect with Helen by my side.
I believe in true love and I believe that dreams can come true as long as your are honest and true to yourself and never give up hope.
I hope you enjoy my blog.
February 2, 2014
I find Sunday a particularly strange day. I don’t know exactly why but I’ll try to explain
1. Sunday slows down, people walk slower, they drive slower, they eat their food slower, they take longer to get dressed, it’s weird.
2. Sunday smells different, stand outside and take a huge whiff of the air on a Sunday morning and you’ll smell fried bread and bacon. Why do people consume more bacon on a Sunday than any other day. By luchtime the air is fueled with the stench of coffee and by dinner time its a mixture of various roast animal. We British surely love our meat on a Sunday.
3. People dress differently, I see alot of wool coats, the odd high heel, soft flowing locks, Sunday jumpers and good shoes. I think less people go to church on a Sunday but what are they dressing up for?
4. There is a general sense of calm in the air, people are friendly, no one is rushed and people don’t even seem to mind terribly if their favourite shop or cafe isn’t open, they make do.
5. People read more, it’s strange how people devour the news papers, or pick up a novel, even better grab the camera and go a run in the car and take pictures (obviously the world is more attractive on a Sunday) or paint, knit, crochet, bake.
6. Visit other people, I know a huge percentage of people are on a day off on a Sunday so its a great time to catch up with friends and family.
Everyday should be like a Sunday, we are more relaxed, friendly, creative, indulgent and generally nicer versions of ourselve. It’s too easy to be sucked into the world of capitalism which brings out the worst of us.
November 14, 2012
Samuel was an unhappy soldier. He lived in a great big toy box with all his friends, but he felt different. All the other soldiers loved to fight, Samuel hated fighting.When their owner got them out to play, he would line them up at either side of a toy fort and they would go to war.
Samuel was always the first to be knocked over because he had a broken gun. He was tossed to one side while all his friend got play for hours. This gave Samuel time to talk to the other toys, In particular, a doll named Katie.
Katie was the most beautiful doll in the world.
She had long golden hair and eyelashes that went on forever. Her eyes were the colour of the sky and her teeth were so white that they gleamed when she smiled. Katie wore a white silk wedding dress and a vale on her head.
Samuel loved Katie and Katie had grown to love the broken soldier.
Samuel felt unhappy, he was tired of fighting everyday, he wanted to marry his sweetheart Katie. Katie had also grown unhappy, she wore a wedding dress every day but never got to marry her sweetheart Samuel.