Wednesday, 23 July 2014

Contact

I finally had some contact from K this afternoon, an e-mail telling me what she'd been up to during her first couple of days in America. She seems to be having a fun time, which, of course, is good, but, from my perspective, I'm just happy that she's safe and well - my reaction to the transatlantic silence was starting to move from disappointment that she hadn't been in touch to concern that something had actually gone wrong, especially given my propensity towards pessimism. I don't want her to think I'm treating her like a child, but I can't help worrying about her welfare, particularly when she's in a place where there's no chance that I could help her, certainly in a direct way. Hopefully now that we've reconnected, there will be some more regular updates.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Monday, 21 July 2014

Stateside

Despite yesterday's eleventh hour alarms, K is now on American soil - her flight from Heathrow landed more or less exactly an hour ago, and she's now in the throes of a four hour wait for a 'connecting' flight. Best of luck, Babes!

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Sunday, 20 July 2014

You cannot be serious!

To coin a cliché. I went to bed after getting in from work this morning with K starting to get her packing and the like organised for her departure for the US tomorrow, and got up, five hours or so later, to find her in tears because United Airlines had given her seat to someone else, telling her, little more than twelve hours before she was due to leave, that she wouldn't be flying unless she paid for some extortionate upgrade. To say I was annoyed barely comes close to describing how I felt, and, for that very reason, K wouldn't let me speak to them, because she knows I would've 'banged the desk', in person, if necessary. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing, it now seems likely that she will be on the plane, but only at the cost of a $150 upgrade to 'Premium Economy', so it's been off to the bank in the last hour or so, to ensure K has enough cash to pay the 'blackmail demand' at Heathrow in the morning. I can't believe that any organisation with any pretence to being a responsible business can conduct themselves in this way - it's as though you'd walked round the supermarket for an hour, paid for your purchases, and then had them taken away from you at the shop door until you paid another 15% on top of your bill. Utterly disgraceful.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Saturday, 19 July 2014

If you have to lie....

....to try to get people to accept your agenda, then it's almost certainly the agenda that's the problem. Especially when it comes to the indoctrination education of young people.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Friday, 18 July 2014

Routine

While the world seems to be descending, daily, into deeper circles of barbarism, driven by religion, politics, nationalism, and suchlike completely artificial divisions between the members of our species, what is one to do? In my case, continuing my night shift routine regardless, work, sleep, eat, back to work again. The sky might be about to fall, but it's still human nature to take comfort in familiarity, to make yourself believe 'it will never happen to me'. Probably just as well, because if you dwelt on all the awful things that could potentially happen to you and those close to you, it would be very difficult to avoid being overwhelmed by despair.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

More cowardice

I was going to post about one of today's news stories over here, and began the post with 'I was going to self-censor again'. Well, I have. Yet again. Given that I'm already in perhaps the most reviled class of people on the planet, why should I bother about putting myself 'out there' to be shot at? Why indeed? Human nature, probably. I doubt that many people, apart from unreconstructed masochists, would want to be hated. Or more hated, if they're hated already. I'm not brave enough to take that risk, unfortunately, leaving me frustrated. With myself, and with the world at large. The joys of that 'choice' the haters say I've made.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Sparks

K and I had a little bit of a spat last night, just before I went to work. It was probably more my fault than hers, because I reacted to something she'd said - she said she was joking afterwards, but it sounded pretty serious to me at the time - that reminded me too much of too many exchanges with my ex, the sort of 'you can hold any opinion you like, as long as it's one I agree with' scenario. We made up before I went out, and all was well this morning, in the brief period between my getting in from work and K going out for a day trip to see one of her friends in Essex, but it was a reminder that not everything is guaranteed to be sweetness and light, our relationship has to be worked at like any other. I really don't want to lose her, in the sense of losing her love and friendship - I'm well aware that she'll go her own way, sooner rather than later - because if I do, I really will be left with nothing at all.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B