Being Independent

 

Being Independent

 

My decisions are mine to make,

not for another less qualified to take.

Who knows my life better than me?

and I do aspire for self-improvement you see.

I may make an honest mistake from time to time,

and it will be MY mistake, I’ll own it because it’s mine!

It is only this way that I can grow by deciding who I am,

and I choose to be independent because I can.

 

John

 

And this subliminal meditation is here.

 

 And the word art version is here.

 

 

There is a selection of my art on canvas and other mediums available in my Bonanza Shop here.

 

I have two self-help stories available exclusively on Amazon, either on the Kindle or paperback, and I do hope that you find them interesting, thought-provoking, and, most of all, enjoyable: -

 

The Rock Philosophy

This simply written short story is aimed at those who seek to understand themselves, and through understanding themselves comes a greater understanding of life. 

 

The Life of Jesus

(as witnessed by his brother)

Much has been written about Jesus, and no matter your view on religion or Christianity, this person, whether he was as described in the bible or not, has singularly shaped, to a greater or lesser extent, the lives we lead today through his wisdom. There are many versions of the story, but there is only one truth, and is it not better to know the truth?

 

You are most welcome to visit my self-help youtube channel Advantage Subliminal

 

And you will find an excellent read in this story by my son Colin, and it is here.

 

When Angels Sing

 

When Angels Sing

 

When Angels sing, my spirit soars.

to uncharted heights of bliss!

 

John

 

 And the word art version is here.

 

There is a selection of my art on canvas and other mediums available in my Bonanza Shop here.

 

I have two self-help stories available exclusively on Amazon, either on the Kindle or paperback, and I do hope that you find them interesting, thought-provoking, and, most of all, enjoyable: -

 

The Rock Philosophy

This simply written short story is aimed at those who seek to understand themselves, and through understanding themselves comes a greater understanding of life. 

 

The Life of Jesus

(as witnessed by his brother)

Much has been written about Jesus, and no matter your view on religion or Christianity, this person, whether he was as described in the bible or not, has singularly shaped, to a greater or lesser extent, the lives we lead today through his wisdom. There are many versions of the story, but there is only one truth, and is it not better to know the truth?

 

You are most welcome to visit my self-help youtube channel Advantage Subliminal

 

And you will find an excellent read in this story by my son Colin, and it is here.

 

Interesting Photos

 

My First Job

 

I think I was 14 when my mother spoke to our local milkman (from the Co-op) when he came around to get paid, for in those days milk was delivered to your door in glass bottles. She managed to get me a job which meant an early start, up at 4am, for a 4.30 start, in all weathers, 7 days a week.  On school days we finished in time to go home, grab some breakfast, get changed then off to school. At weekends we did the full milk run and finished 9 -10 o’clock.  Along with those early starts I still had my brass band practice two nights a week and during the summer playing at Gala days and competitions as well. So my life was pretty hectic, but they were great times. I remember going into the Co-op offices on a Friday after school to collect my first wage and in those days, it was always real money, not bank transfers.  I received my little wages envelope form the clerkess and once outside, glowing with pride and anticipation, I couldn’t wait to rip it open and there it was, my wage for working 7 days a week, one single pound. I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

 

Me and the other milk boy, Tom Kelly, used to have some fun.  One early morning when we were delivering along his street he ran in and came out with a hot cuppa for me with a good mix of fairy liquid included (washing up liquid for dishes). It was just as well he was nippy on his feet, for after I had finished choking and spluttering, I don’t know what I would have done to him if I had caught him. But we settled down and laughed about it, however I was left for a little while with a bad taste in my mouth.  Another time our milkman went into his house and left us two miscreants outside. Tommy let off the hand brake and we pushed the milk truck (safely) along the road aways to give our milkman a fright, which we did! There was blood spilled though for when I was pushing the truck I had one of my hands over one of the indicator lights and it broke and I still have the faint scar to this day.

 

One morning in the dark I got a real fright.  I was carrying my milk bottle carrier (held maybe 10 bottles) and I climbed external stairs to collect the empty bottles and replace them with fresh bottles. I got to their door and much to my horror I saw a large pair of pink eyes staring at me in the dark and I nearly dropped my carrier and bolted, however on courageous inspection, at least I tell myself that, I discovered it was a massive albino rabbit that must have escaped from its hutch.