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Day two of the three day quote challenge

Hello again, y’all!  Today is the second instalment of my three day quote challenge which I started in yesterday’s post.

To recap, I have been nominated for this challenge by that superb blogger Emz.

The challenge has a simple set of rules.  For three consecutive days, the challenge nominee posts one, two or three quotes.  Also, with each of these posts, the nominee nominates three other bloggers – although, me being me I’m nominating all of the blogs that I follow.

I will be posting three quotes each day, the third of which is one that made me smile or laugh on first hearing it.

You may also note that the amusing quotes each day are all by strong-willed actresses who were all first finding fame in the days of black and white Hollywood movies.  I write ‘strong-willed’ but I could also use the words ‘legendarily difficult’ instead of ‘strong-willed’ in that previous sentence.  I’ll leave you all to do the psychoanalysis of me from that!

My first quote today is one that I may have previously touched upon when replying to other people’s blog posts.  It’s hard to remember it and to believe it, but you will often eventually receive a greater reward than that of which you are originally asked for yourself.

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Sometimes God doesn’t give you what you think you want, not because you don’t deserve it, but because you deserve better

Amen to such blessings from heaven that exceed what was originally asked.

I couldn’t find the author of this first quote, nor for my next one – “It’s hard to wait around for something that you know might never happen; but it’s harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want”

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It’s hard to wait around for something that you know might never happen; but it’s harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want

This second quote is one idiom that I have found myself pondering in recent times.

My third quote is by the legendary actress Bette Davis.  Fellow actress Claudette Colbert once made a statement concerning Bette Davis which remains a rather depressing indictment of Hollywood in the first half of the Twentieth Century.  I am unaware of the circumstances of Colbert’s statement, so can only guess whether or not it was meant as a compliment.  Claudette Colbert once said, “The Casting Couch?  There’s only one of us who ever made it to stardom without it, and that was Bette Davis”.

Anyway, my final quote is not from Claudette Colbert, it’s from Bette Davis.

Imagine the scene that she describes…Everyone around her is criticising those women who end up having multiple marriages.  At least Bette Davis found the words to defend her own reputation.

“I myself was guilty of four husbands,” she explained.  “I finally leaned forward and squeaked, ‘But one died!'”

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Bette Davis quote

Day one of the three day quote challenge

Hello all.  My wonderful WordPress friend Eddie Mae, or Emz, has nominated me for the three day quote challenge.

The challenge has a simple set of rules.  For three consecutive days, the challenge nominee posts one, two or three quotes.  Also, with each of these posts, the nominee nominates three other bloggers.

Hmmm.  I have stopped nominating individual blogs when accepting awards.  The reason being that I would love to nominate all of the blogs I follow for each award that I receive.  I don’t want for anyone to miss out so I am nominating every one of the blogs that I follow.

Please, if I follow you, consider this post a nomination for you to accept the three day challenge.  Let me know if you take up the challenge.

So, my three quotes today:

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The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing – Edmund Burke

This quote is so true.  If everyone ignores the wrong doing around them then…well…nothing will ever change.  Things have only changed when bystanders have stood up for what is right.

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The pen is mightier than the sword – Edward Bulwer-Lytton

When I wrote for the Amnesty International Write For Rights campaign last year, I wrote a slogan on a piece of paper which gave me the incentive to keep writing.  I wrote “Más puede la pluma que la espada” which is Spanish for the pen is mightier than the sword.

I looked up this quote online earlier today as I was curious where this idiom came from.  I found the above concerning its origins and took a screengrab with Shutter.

I will be posting three quotes for each of these three days, the third of which will be a quote that has made me laugh when I first heard it.

The third quote today is one that has made me laugh several times – in fact, nearly every time that I imagine the situation.

Actress Tallulah Bankhead was quite a headstrong character and said the following when meeting up with a previous lover at a party.  Can you imagine the gentleman’s reaction when she said this to him having not seen her since she had left him without warning a few years previously?

Yes, she said, “I thought I told you to wait in the car”.

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(On seeing a former lover for the first time in years) I thought I told you to wait in the car – Tallulah Bankhead

(Sittin’ on) the dock of a bay, or running the London Marathon

I mentioned in my post last week that my nephew Otis would be running the London Marathon that Sunday for Charity.  Hence the title of this blog as his father named him after the singer Otis Redding – a singer who, sadly, passed away in his twenties.

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The London Marathon progress tracking map during the event

On Friday evening, Otis set off from my Mum’s bungalow to London as he has a friend who lives in London.

Saturday was St George’s Day which means a number of fish and chips themed promotions in England.  On Saturday evening, Gloria and I joined my Mum at a Fish and Chips supper with accompanying quiz night at Mum’s local Church.

We were on team nine which included a seventeen year old boy coincidentally named George along his mother.  Being a typical teenager, he was a little short with his mother.  Those two took over round one which was deciphering the names of phobias.  George mentioned a few times that he was sure of the definition of this phobia and of that phobia although he had failed Latin.  That highlighted the difference in the education that he and I had both received.  It was good to have him on the team or round one would have been very embarrassing for team nine.  He was useless with the songs lyrics round, however, and embarrassedly watched his older team mates right down answers even to songs that were released within the last two years.  I say songs in the last two years but I really mean ‘song’ as I recognised the lyric from “Happy” by Pharrell Williams.

George was good company, as were the whole team.  I’d happily go for a drink with any of my team members from that evening.  But we finished fourth – we were cheated! (Joking)

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Otis’s progress page on the London Marathon website

Anyway, Sunday was the London Marathon.  I didn’t see Otis on television as the BBC seemed interested in following the professional athletes.  I was able to follow his progress online so my excitement remained high.  Otis slowed down dramatically after the first fifteen kilometres which is not too surprising.  From the photos on the London Marathon website, I can see that the pain started to hit him half-way through the course.

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Otis after successfully raising over £500!

He completed the London Marathon at 3:30pm having set off at 10:09am.  I had been texting updates to his mother all through the afternoon and then I telephoned my Mum at 3:45pm with the news that he had completed the course.

He stayed dans chez friend in London with his friend after the race and is due back at my Mum’s bungalow tomorrow.

You’ll notice that I wrote ‘dans chez friend’ – mixing French and English.  ‘Franglais’ is the nearest most British people come to speaking a foreign language!  As last weekend was St George’s Day I’m showing off my national heritage. (lol!)

Otis inspired me with his efforts on Sunday.  He raised more money offline than he did on his page on the London Marathon website.  Several hundred pounds for charity for five and a half hours of pushing his body through a big pain barrier.  Wow!

Otis, you’re “the man” this week.  For now, I’m relegated to “Harry…a man”!

And so, to the weekend…

The next few days will prove eventful, although I cannot thank myself for any of this action.

Tomorrow afternoon is the funeral of my half-sister’s mother.  She was a Polish lady who married my late father soon after the Second World War.

I don’t know the story, so I cannot share it with you.  I’ll tell you what I know.

After War was declared, Britain internally evacuated school children away from city centres as there was uncertainty how soon Germans would start bombing British towns.

My father was at school when the Second World War broke out and was evacuated to a place called Liss.  He loved to preach at the United Reformed Church in Liss as he had fond childhood memories of the village.  I remember driving him there on several Sunday mornings.  At that time I drove a white Proton Persona.

On D-Day plus three, my father’s best friend was killed in action.  My father ended up in Germany at the end of the War and, so I was told, spoke German in the accent of one of the nearby villages so well that some German residents thought that he was a native of this nearby village.  He also remained a pen friend of one of the German POWs for life.

Soon after returning to England, he married a Polish woman that he had met.  Tomorrow, this lady will be laid to rest.  She was a pleasant woman with whom to speak, which Gloria will testify to.

On Friday night I am on driving-Yasmin-and-her-friends-to-town-on-their-night-out duty.  I haven’t done that for a few months.

And on Sunday, my nephew Otis is running in the London Marathon for charity.

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A screen grab of my nephew’s fundraising page

He hasn’t yet hit his fundraising target, unfortunately, but he is still raring to run and raise what money he can for a charity that has grabbed a place in his heart.

He has run a marathon before so knows what to expect.

At the moment, Otis is sleeping on a camp bed in my mother’s bungalow.  It wasn’t the best idea for him to stay on where he had been lodging.  My Mum wanted to put him up to help him save for a deposit on a better place hence his address for a couple of weeks has been the same as his grandmother’s.

She worries about him a lot although I am certain that he’s more capable than she thinks.  She probably worries about him because he never raises his voice or show any upset or anger with anyone, no matter what happens.  I think that she in concerned that he’s too easily bullied.

He will be moving to his new place in the next few days.

So, an active weekend without me doing too much effort myself.

Life can be mundane

This week has been one of those many weeks when nothing noteworthy seemed to happen.  A week when the normal routine kicks in and the enjoyment of life jumps out of the window.  A week full of days that morph into each other.  You surely know the kind of weeks that I’m talking about.  One of those weeks when each day is just the routine that you get up, you work, you eat, and then you go to sleep.  Before you know it, the week has slipped past.

It’s the mundane weeks that really test your character.  I like to remember that character is continuing to do those things that you ought to do even when the initial excitement has ended.Dull_and_Boring

A few things have happened this week.  Like, I telephoned a call centre yesterday morning and moaned about my direct debit payment last week.  Hmmm…oh yes, during the week I booked my car’s MOT test as well.  Oh, and Gloria’s work friend’s daughter invited us to her twenty-first birthday meal one Saturday in May.

Actually, I could make up some amazing post about any of those three things if I wanted to exaggerate the truth of what happened.

I could talk about my car.  It’s so old that it still has a tape player rather than a CD player.  My first car didn’t even have a radio.  I love sunroofs and my car has one.  It is a manually operated sunroof but I love it.

Did I ever tell you about when I bought the car?  I telephoned this number and found myself in a rather seedy situation.  The dealer was down a side alley near a train station.  Walking down the alley which had a taxi rank sign from years ago when this was a different business, I was greeted by a padlocked gate and a massive dog.  The barking dog was then joined by a rather unsettling tough guy…

No, I haven’t told you that story?  Well, that’s another blog post I guess…

 

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