Ahoy my trickle-magnets!
Bit of a sombre trickle this week. You can have too much frivolity in the trickle and every trickler has their dark days so i'm bringing it to the table.
'Bad things come in three'. At least that's what they tell you. But what happens when more than three mishaps occur... is it like one of those episodes of Casualty where you know it's going to happen so it's just a matter of waiting? I hope not.
Is it these times of recession? Is it what happens every time a huge financial crash occurs? People just become instantly more depressed.
But not everyone is feeling the pinch apparently. Go on any high street and there's no shortage of queues and frisky shoppers swinging their reams of colourful bags, arms swaying through 180 degrees in a goose-stepping fashion. What is it about a good bout of shopping that makes you swing your arms? There's no greater pleasure.
Something happened this week that reminded me we have to carry on. Carry on despite what is being thrown at us and with our eyes firmly focussed on what's important.
Don't get in a Norris rut and complain about everything, just so you can have something to trickle about.
Don't let it become easy.
Don't leave just because it's become boring.
Every second is precious and some people's seconds are more limited. So we should never waste ours with rubbish.
We should endeavour to fill the rest of our seconds and the seconds of others with double the special-ness to honour the time lost.
So buck up Tricklers and put things in perspective...
Bit of a sombre trickle this week. You can have too much frivolity in the trickle and every trickler has their dark days so i'm bringing it to the table.
'Bad things come in three'. At least that's what they tell you. But what happens when more than three mishaps occur... is it like one of those episodes of Casualty where you know it's going to happen so it's just a matter of waiting? I hope not.
Is it these times of recession? Is it what happens every time a huge financial crash occurs? People just become instantly more depressed.
But not everyone is feeling the pinch apparently. Go on any high street and there's no shortage of queues and frisky shoppers swinging their reams of colourful bags, arms swaying through 180 degrees in a goose-stepping fashion. What is it about a good bout of shopping that makes you swing your arms? There's no greater pleasure.
Something happened this week that reminded me we have to carry on. Carry on despite what is being thrown at us and with our eyes firmly focussed on what's important.
Don't get in a Norris rut and complain about everything, just so you can have something to trickle about.
Don't let it become easy.
Don't leave just because it's become boring.
Every second is precious and some people's seconds are more limited. So we should never waste ours with rubbish.
We should endeavour to fill the rest of our seconds and the seconds of others with double the special-ness to honour the time lost.
So buck up Tricklers and put things in perspective...
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