More 3's

Yep, some more 3's and again it's all good.

I managed to track down my entry in the 19th Edition of Burke's Landed Gentry Volumes III and IV. It's not a huge entry, but then again it isn't insignificant either as there are only 7 Bennett's listed. I have partially read the entry on-line, but I managed to obtain a copy of Volumes III and IV and was able to peruse at leisure. I will add the full listing details to my Biography page on this Blog.

I also managed to track down a photograph of my father when he was serving with the Auxiliary Fire Service in 1940 in Swansea during the Second World War. The family oral history is that dad served with the AFS, but I have yet to acquire any physical evidence.

Sidney Allen Douglas Bennett had volunteered for the infantry and was based in France on the outbreak of War. Unfortunately Sid Bennett fell ill with Scarlet Fever and was given a Medical Discharge from the Army. However, determined to do his bit 'for King and Country' Sidney Bennett joined the AFS in Swansea. It was great being able to track the image down in a book that I read at the National Library of Wales earlier today.

The third thing is that the lovely Mr Tister is back home for upwards of 12 nights.

Tabs

The Tabs are coming along nicely. My Biography is now a tabbed page at the top of the Blog. The 'Art' Tab now has entries about Airbrushing and Tamiya Acrylic Paints.

New Pages

I have just managed to publish a new page (link at the top of the Blog main page) and jotted down some stuff about Art. You can read that item and future items regarding that subject as and when I get around to posting them. Albeit the posts in the Tab Pages are fixed and won;t look like these posts in the main page. You can navigate back to the Blog HOME page simply by selecting HOME tab at the top of the page or the HOME link at the bottom of the bit that you read under the tab. Other pages when I get around to constructing them will include 'Pens' and 'Food Critic'.

More three's - But good ones!

Of course it is so easy to think of the negatives when considering The Trio. But of course good things can happen in three's just as easily as bad things. The Trio doesn't distinguish, it sort of just happens. With this in mind it's nice to comment about a trio of good things that happened to me today.

Well most of you know that there's been a fair bit of sh*t in my life, but far more really good stuff. Indeed the balancing scales certainly weigh in my favour. Now today was one of those days when i sort of had the Midas touch if you know what I mean? Not with money, as money is money, but good things don't necessarily have or even require a value.

First off there was the letter. Not any old letter mind you, but an important letter, about an important matter. This has been ongoing for quite some time, and it was nice to see that the author has retained their position and as a result of that stance, my position (and in my opinion quite rightly) has not weakened. Next off there was the Dolphins. Not any old Dolphins mind you but two groups of two in the Bay and one of which was a complete show off and done the 'completely out of the water and dive back in thing'. Nice one, Mr Dolphin. The chap swimming along the waters edge obviously though that we were all watching him. Alas my friend we were looking right past you and out into the bay. That dear reader is the joy of living next to the sea. You get to see sea stuff.

"Pretty good so far" I can hear you thinking. Well of course it was pretty good. There I am having metaphorically speaking digested the letter, and I am stood on the promenade looking out into the Bay and enjoying the company of my eldest for our walk and coffee. The special bit being that Jodi has lived here for some 22 years and has never seen the Dolphins, and tomorrow she returns to the City. So thank you Mr Dolphin for a faultless display. I enjoyed the walk, enjoyed the display, and enjoyed the Costa Coffee.

Now this should be as good as it gets. But it gets better and better. Having done some DIY at 0730 this morning instead of my swim, I took inspiration from the Dolphins and went for a swim lunch time. Nice one, both the swim and the sauna and the chat with our eldest. Great, great stuff and the making a great day. An afternoon snooze led me to look for my phone to contact a dear friend and check that his health was OK. A bit like the blind leading the blind with that one. I can't really dish out good advice, but I can reflect upon my circumstances and what has and does work for me. I found the phone and he had sent a text while I was sleeping telling me what had happened. Phew, it was really good news and I have been truly concerned for him. Especially in a week that I buried a friend, it would have been really careless to have lost another.

"So all in all a great day" I hear you think. Well not quite, I would rather say that it was a superb day. One of my brightest in a long time. And to top it off I have just sat down and eaten a Homemade Fresh Cream Cup Cake made especially for me by the Cup Cake Queen Jodi. Wow, wow, and triple wow. But good things come in three's, so why did she only make me two?

Three's

That three's thing has happened again.

We buried a good friend yesterday, and I found the service quite difficult and emotional. He had been ill for some time, and maybe the length of the illness makes you sort of think that it will all come good in the end. Even when you are told that there is nothing more that can be done, faith helps us believe that it will somehow work out. I must admit to thinking that he looked well when I popped along to the hospital. Maybe be was just at ease, at peace with what was about to happen, and what after all faces each and every one of us irrespective of background, ethnicity, social status or any other irrelevant factor.

I suppose that death is very much a part of life.

Death however is all around us at the moment. Our neighbour who was admitted with a not too much to worry about illness, does in fact have the big 'C', and one of our extended family has been given a terminal prognosis. This takes me back to the early 80's when we lost three close family within twelve months. The first was too young, but the second and third were younger still. Well I have said a prayer for each and every one of them, and on reflection, maybe life isn't that bad after all