Jaqui's Daily Blog

Sunflowers, Subway Surf and My Colliding Worlds

Halfway through this morning's Voluntary Action Worthing Board Meeting I call a "comfort break". After an hour and a half of spirited debate, we need a breather before we tackle the rest of the agenda.


On my way to refresh my coffee cup from the flask at one end of the (extremely long) table, I turn on my mobile phone to check my messages. Immediately there is a loud "ping", heralding the arrival in my in-box of an important announcement from something called Subway Surf, inviting me to take full advantage of "Terrific Tuesdays." I have no idea who or what Subway Surf is and why it is so important that my Tuesday is Terrific.


Then I remember that grandson James had borrowed my mobile for entertainment purposes in the car on the the way back from the Family Beach Day. I check my phone again and, yes, there on the home screen is an icon I had not noticed before: Subway Surf it says, underneath a picture of a cartoon character who might be a boy or, then again, might be a girl. I ask Cath, who has joined me at the flask end of the table, if she has ever heard of Subway Surf. She says she has though she doesn't imply that I am missing out on anything through my ignorance.


I have mentioned before, in passing, the way my worlds sometimes collide - so that when I am totally immersed in a particular activity, like this morning's Board Meeting for example, Something Unexpected will happen to remind me of another of my Many Worlds which requires my attention. Today I should have been at the U3A Enrolment Morning, taking charge of the Nomination Whist table. My task, to encourage new members to join our group and explain what Nomination Whist actually is. However with only one spare place up for the grabbing, it would not have been the must productive of mornings. Certainly priority needed to go to the Board Meeting.


I could have left the job to Mr B but he has caught my cold and is not a Happy Bunny. Besides his explanations of how to play Nomination Whist, detailed as they are, would be more likely to put off prospective players than encourage them.


To the rescue came my friend Delia (she of the cribbage group, rather than she of the Victoria sponge recipe) who said she would handle all comers for me. I am very much in her debt. She has already helped me out with my laundry when my washing machine Died The Death, now she has rescued me again. I hope one day soon she will ask a favour of me as I owe her. Twice over.


Incidentally, when the Nomination Whist Group meets tomorrow, for the first time since July, we will be Comparing Sunflowers. Regular readers will remember that we distributed seedlings among group members some weeks ago; tomorrow we need to check on how they are all faring. Because Pat had nowhere to plant hers, she adopted one of the seedlings in my Wall of Sunflowers. She chose, for some reason known only to herself, the weediest looking specimen but, whatever her reason, it has paid off. Her flower is in full bloom, she will be delighted to learn tomorrow afternoon. Fittingly, as Pat is of an inquisitive nature, her sunflower is peeking over the fence into next door's garden...


Young Morgan aka The Duracell Bunny has the latest sunflower to bloom. "Sunshine on a stick!" was the appropriate description of my friend Linda, leader of the Birdy Group. Morgan's father says he hopes this sunflower will follow the example of the DB and stay up as long as he does.


On the bus on my way home from my meeting, I am scanning Mr B's newspaper which I have helpfully picked up for him on my way to the bus stop, when a heartfelt exclamation from the seat behind me draws my attention to what's happening outside.

 

"The seaside has died!"

 

Alas, alack it is true. The artificial beach in the centre of town, with its Sunny Worthing deck chairs, cut-out beach huts and seaside attractions is being cleared away, marking the end of the school holidays and, presumably, our summer. How very sad!


Hopefully the deck chairs have gone into storage, ready to be resurrected next year when the town beach will live again for another summer. Rather like my sunflowers whose seeds I plan to catch in brown paper bags (apparently plastic bags simply will not do) so that next year we will have a Recycled Wall of Sunflowers.


All I need to do now is to work out how Subway Surf fits into the general scheme of things and all my worlds will be in order...

 

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12.06 | 02:31

I love that you talk to your plants ... I used to on my allotment ... seemed perfectly rational !

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05.06 | 22:01

Sounds like a perfect day Jacqui, happy birthday for tomorrow, love Val xx

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07.12 | 15:48

what details have you got on your mysterious Wilde?

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01.12 | 23:56

And so say all of us!!!

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