Life can be cruel and vindictive

Ive recently found this old tv series while searching for the original Hammer House of Horror tv series from the 70's. I wasnt allowed to watch that back then due to my age, although some of my friends with less strict parents would tell me " next morning " at school about how scary it all was.

Anyway The Frighteners it seems was not a  tv horror series, rather tales of people who quickly find themselves in dire and dangerous situations. The stories are about 25 minutes long and are quick paced and gritty. Anything filmed during this period has a harsh look to it. They make today look so cushioned and soft ?

This episode has made it onto this blog because it is a good example of how life can give us so many instances that back up a fear we may have, or a worrying idea. The situations contained in this story are many and have all got explainable circumstances. What is unusual here is that there are a constant  orchestrated chain of them. The linking of this chain is the disturbing part here. What hope do we have when time and again life rams home conformations of our fears in a ridiculous manner. Well im old enough to hang onto that a bit of hope that the pattern is un-natural and disingenuous. Maybe it even has some kind of malice behind it. It does happen. It really does.

My Dad says that the old are invisible in public, but as people age they grow increasingly unaware of people in close physical proximity to them, sometimes not until until the last minute, and sometimes not at all. I guess age reduces our self awareness of what, or who is in our immediate sphere also ?

 

 

The beat goes on...

Here is the latest ridiculous over the top crash in Dent.  I found this car at the low side of a bridge tethered to a tree with a thick rope. You could say it moored. The car had failed to take a 90 degree bend over the bridge and had driven straight on over a blind hill end and straight through the railings into the river. There were no skid marks. It then floated under the bridge and came to rest at the shallow tail end of the pool.

The two girls who were tourists were very lucky the car landed the right way up in the water, and lucky that the river was not in a big flood at the time. It was at this precise place that a woman who was visiting was swept away to her death trying to drive through this flooded road a few years ago. 

Dent is a dangerous valley. You have to treat it with respect and common sense. I can think of 5 visitors that came to this valley and died one way or another.

 

Hmmmm...

 

51 or 52 ?

 Something very strange happened this week. When we arrived at the auction mart with what I had counted as 51 sheep I was told on unloading them by a person who is paid to count and check the numbers that there were 52. I expressed my doubts so another person counted them, and still got to 52. Yet a 3rd person came and counted them as 52. Surely I was mistaken then.

After having dinner I decided to count them myself slowly and individually. I got 51. On the immediate count just before entering the sale ring the number was again 51, much to my relief and amusement.

How could three people all count wrong ? Their job is to count everyones sheep as they are unloaded. The odds of this being wrong 3 times is ridiculous. 

Its just one of those situations that make you think, hmmmm ?!

A funeral and a wedding this week

I'll just leave this here as they say.

 

" It was large he thought. It was inescapable. It could not be dealt with easily "

 Ive been grappling for a year or two with trying to make sense of all the chaos I see around me in this valley. Trying to decide if it is normal or not. Today it hit me. Everything is fucked, eventually. Our health, surroundings, home and family, and ultimately ourselves. Entropy wins.

When we are young we cannot see it. Each generation starts off blind to it and by the time their eyes are opened another generation is setting off on that same journey completely unaware of what is ahead. They have been doing this since the dawn of man.

This can be seen simply when looking at other peoples lives over the years. You see the pattern that wont abate. It never stops you know. What has been created is also destroyed. If you are unlucky this will occur earlier in your life than in others.

Yesterday I came across a local who had been involved with two cyclists in a collision. One was on the floor sat grimacing and holding her leg. The woman was riding a quad bike. She was the Sister to the woman who lost her child due to her father reversing his pick-up truck.

I recognised intimately the look on her face because ive been there myself. There was frustration, annoyance, apathy and general despair at her situation. Why me ? Sometimes when youve caused something bad to happen to someone else the only way through is to dis- associate slightly from it, and feel annoyed after all you have already been through. The despair and futility of it all. Living on a single track road with blind corners that now is a very real hazard as more tourists navigate them. Its become an occupational hazard. Cold and un-emotional and illogical making a person feel helpless. 

And we are helpless. What will be will be.

 I seem to have coped much better with this intensely hot summer, and I was wondering why. Then it struck me. Here is what I'm thinking has helped...lol

1)  Weight loss

2) Hair loss

3) Blood thinners

A very clear and vivid crucifixion scene

  

                  Ive never seen such a violent depiction of martyrdom in a church window before

 

 You cannot be serious with those" what3words " co-ordinates. They are generated at "random " apparently.

 

Today ive had a really good ride out on my bike along a new canal ive found that is about an hour away. Passing a church ive never seen before always has me excited to check them out. There is usually something un-expected inside. 

The three "random " words are part of a grid reference system for the UK. Instead of using co-ordinates words are seen as simpler to remember or repeat to others. The words are often suspiciously un-random though. There again they say that even a broken clock tells the right time twice each day.