Even though you can't see it
Just
because you cannot see it, it doesn’t mean it is not there.
I met
my friend in the street and he was wearing a lanyard. The lanyard was covered
with sunflowers, startling yellow on a bright green background. I admired it.
“II
like your sunflower lanyard, what is it for?” I asked.
“Oh,
it’s to show I have a hidden disability,” he said. He has the beginnings of dementia
and you cannot tell as he walks down the street. I will look out for the
sunflowers because things are not always what they seem. There are lots of
hidden illnesses and perhaps the person I saw parking in a space for the
disabled and walking away had a disability we could not see. I wonder if he was
wearing the sunflower lanyard.
The
road was very busy and it is a good job my friend was with a group of people as
he could not have crossed the road safely. The traffic in town is non-stop and
seems to be increasing. I remember when I was a young girl one of our games was
to go to our lane end and write down car number plates. It was called ‘Spotting
the Cars Game’.
We
stood there on the side of the main road with our shiny red notebooks displaying
the wreath symbol around a shield. It was an important game which we played
separately at different times of the day. When a car came chugging round the
bend we had to read and remember its number plate and write it down. I once saw
five cars in one day and that was enough to win the game!
Our
grapes have been winners this year. They are in the polytunnel and we have
never been so successful. We had guests at the weekend and I thought it would
be good to serve our grapes with the cheese board. I cut one of the huge
bunches and it fell heavily into my hand and then fell from my hands onto the ground.
It was as if the bunch could move on its own as each fruit rolled against its
neighbour. They all had to be washed, but it was worth it when we were at the table and one guest told
us how grapes are very good for our health.
At my
age I am very health conscious and have taken up going to the pool again. This
week I met someone who said a ‘teacher’ had made her put her head under the
surface when she was young and she has been terrified of water ever since, but she
looked confident and her fear did not show.
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