July , nearly August

Where does time go ? Like the hole in the Polo mint. Actually I know where the hole goes , Lukas told me yesterday. Polo made a limited edition Polo mint , just the hole that has been punched out- looks like a little cylinder and fits right into the hole of the mint ;-) Proof of authenticity of " The Mint With The Hole "

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Lilies are my latest addiction. The scent of lilies lifts my soul to other heights. Simply cannot get enough of the scent. Mmmmmmm. I think I even eat less.
One of the sensuous pleasures of life is going around the market , taking in all the colours , shapes, sounds , smells of all the fruit and veggies. Then going downstairs into the food hall ..mmmmm... more intense food smells from all over the world , pizza, tea, coffee, sweet , sour , pungent ... all there . Wine , cheese..fish , meat ......I feel elated . I spend a small fortune ona small bottle of truffle oil and extra virgin olive oil to drizzle over freshly cooked linguini and rocket along with freshly grated Parmesan washed down with a smooth and fruit red Italian wine .

Prosecco is my latest passion . Simply had to get some Prosecco after reading " Miss Garnet's Angel " enjoying Venice from my hot and sunny balcony overlooking the rooftops of Sumpan . Who needs to go away ?

But back to July . I promised myself a real holiday - free from any musts and shoulds and have - tos . Now July is nearly over . Two more days . I've nearly succeeded. The nagging voice of my inner - critic has been quite obliging and been relatively quiet. Peace of mind, apart from constantly thinking about Gunilla and her breast cancer. The operation on 28th went well. I don't know the details , but at I feel that something has shifted. True healing has begun. I couldn't help touching and feeling my own breasts and wondering . No , unlikely that I have breast cancer ... sensitive nipples are quite common .. they have always been like that .. haven't they ? Be gone , negative thoughts. You are not real. I am the creator of my own thoughts , I can choose what I think. SO there.

Listening to the sounds of the 60's now - tell a lie - CD just finished......Mersey Sound now .. " when you walk through the dark ..... ( Gerry and the Pacemakers ) walk on through the wind .. walk on through the rain .. though your dreams be touched ... with hope in your heart .. you NEVER WALK .. A LLLLLL OOOOONNNEEEEE walk on .. with hope in your heart and you never walk alone ...........ohhhhhhhhhh you ne ve r walk alone ...... !!!