quiche and aftenoon cup of tea.
oh the wonders of food, I still forget that if I don't eat I feel awful and the whole thing starts to close in on me. As it's Friday, not a lot in the house, my hunter gatherer thing is so easy these days thanks to the internal combustion engine and some bloke's legacy to do with mass food shopping. Still there's always room for new adventures. Take this sfternoon for example, there I am in the queue, miles away and the lady in front of me starts a discussion with the check it out lady about plastic carrier bags. Well exactually the lack of carrier bags as of the first of october. There's quite a panic and worry about the news, the lady uses the bags for all sorts of things. As I have nothing better to do at the time, I obviously join in. The lady is in good humour and the conversation continues to my turn at retail therapy. Obviously I have the check it out lady to myself so steer the conversation around to a philosphical bent, feeding back to her that I see change as a three part process and tradtionally 'we' jump in at stage 2 and then wonder why 'change' is so slow to be accepted. I went on, if the reasons why we were doing something different were explained, ie stage 1 of change, unlocking that that we need to change were explained and understood and accepted, then stage 2, the actual change would be less painful, more sustainable and thus making the third part of the process, locking back down the change reaaly easy and acceptable. Obviously at this point I think of the third year photo student I heard talking(i was in my first year), the photo student saying "you obviously only put in your third best image for assessment". The notion of if you think you have something really good, you hold it to yourself, so no one else can steal it. Does get to the point where doing that, you portray a third class version of yourself to the world. I'm attempting to be braver these days. I'll let you know how it goes.
