Hands in underground

Which is more interesting?

Which you would take more time to look at?

the young guy hand was smooth and long and probably his touch too, but my eyes remained on the old wrinkled worked hand of the old man across me.

A beautiful woman is great but how much till you look rather to a more interesting one, not perfect one? How you feel near a perfect human being you, that you know are not perfect?

That is why we have to tell also in our tales our less perfect "us" not only about all that went well in our lives.

End Bromley market zoom zoom

To be able to send to a blog, I had first to upload - as usual - then to go to my "organizer" and add it to a set and from the set, the photo does not crash when I choose it. Strange.

Good that I have time to spend to experiment.

Not as 'usual" but finally I could find a way around the crash and the ugly new flickr interface. So many unhappy photographers, complain, and others just go to other providers or change.

I still wait to see what will happen.

Costumer service

What a difference! 

I lost my ticket to go to the toastmaster conference. Needed a replacement. Received a short answer: we do not do replacement. You should have looked for the ticket. Buy again. 

"David Prince, from Web Support Advisor, of First Great Western" did answer me not as one should treat a costumer. Short and not doing anything to resolve my problem. Not even trying to understand and in a harsh tone I felt all is my fault and they condemn me.

I also felt it was a machine and not human being answering. Not at all trying to help me.

I will never use them any more. 

Never buy direct from First 'great' Western trains directly!

Finally, I found an online service offering me cheaper tickets then the one I did buy more then one month ago in advance. And I am sure, they will offer when needed great service too.

This morning, a wonderful costumer service from Amazon, showed me even more the difference. 

I was looking yesterday at different options of a smartphone, I do not have one. Without intention, must have clicked without realising at the '1-click' (now disabled) and to my surprise send an email telling me I was billed for the latest iPhone, more then 500 pounds!  As if I decided to buy one, so expensive. 

I could not cancel it: already prepared to be send, will receive it today. No! No! I did not want is and did not find how to cancel it on the web.

 I had finally an on line chat before 8 am with costumer service, Muriel. She fast, very polite and efficiently resolved it for me, cancelling, not billing. Fast resolved. And with such nice words too. 

I will alway buy whenever I can from amazon.co.uk who offers wonderful costumer service.

From Bus: Spring And Winter Tree

Old and new buildings, old and new season, tree as in winter, bare and tree with the beautiful spewing green colour covered leaves. A bus going, comming. And all that taken by my camera from a bus!

Best or worst Holliday ?

My 'worst' holiday was as I was 40, the last one before my divorce.

Beautiful lake Granada, Italy and great swimming and good weather. One morning, we went rowing on the lake. He tried to make angry: as I realised he did try too hard, I did not. As we arrived on the shore, me all heated up by how he looked, beautifully bronzed, he told me. "I am going."

My husband suddenly, left us there, to go and be with his mistress in Romania:  "Will be back in a week" and he left us without a car, far from everything in a camping lot.

He arrived back after two weeks, just the day day before he had to work.

It was a beautiful holiday.

But I was left with sexual frustration in 30' after we went to 'boat' together, and that is when I really decided 'enough is enough'. A month later, I found a love letter on the floor and then it is I had the courage to tell. To ask divorce. To do it.

Well it was a great Holliday, my Italian friend in a caravan with her husband, near our tent, asking me every day: when your husband arrives back? Finally she did not believe I have one and they went away before he arrived back.

It was great to swim in the clear lake as we woke, it was great also that finally pushed me to free. To begin a new life. It was also one of the most miserable one as I was frustrated and felt trapped.

It helped me, pushed me, decided me to dare and begin a new life.

4 years ago I still loved swimming

I have to begin again.

I have no idea what happened to my red costume, the last good one I boiled too much, but I do have a new one fitted to my rounder figure.

Now, just an open pool, an relatively easy way to go in and in I'll go again.

From childhood on, was I two or three? I always loved water, and towards seven learned not only to dive but to,swim. At 13, I did 500 m, proudly and later swam in lakes with joy. I remember still the pleasure of it.

Have to try again.

Do not give up when it seems 'impossible'

Today, I think of Churchill who found the unforgettable phrase "an iron curtain fall in the middle ofeurope" understanding the seriousness of so many countries cut out, that fall more and more under the Communist Tyrany. I was there behind the iron curtain till I was 28, I know.

Today, I think of Margaret Thatcher, who met Gorbachev and his wife, and before 1989, felt something very important can be done and recommended to Regan to meet him. 

Today, I think that all who do not have to live any more under the foot of communist Tyrany in those, now so called 'east European' countries owe some thing to UK and its prime ministers, who did not give up to what seemed then and for long time 'inevitable'.

Do not give up. In memory of those who had shown, impossible is possible after all.

I did believe also I had to stay with my unfaithful husband. And did stay 7 years after I found out the first time. Did stay after he told me 'there is no love contract' and did not see out. When I made later the first step, when I was decided, help came from many sides. It become possible to have a new life.