Drop in the ocean

2016 has been a bit of a year.

Recently especially,
Every morning something new,
Whether its in politics,
Or another tragedy right on cue.

I’ve become desensitised,
The shock value is gone.
Cautiously pessimistic is my default,
A barrier of self protection.

Its not airtight,
Things drip in,
Though I try not to worry,
Things still weigh heavy.

The pull of empathy,
Overtaken by the helplessness,
It all seems so far away,
Just too removed.

Amidst all of this,
Rays of sunshine can still shine through,
Sharing in the sorrow is important,
Remembering the good even moreso.

All I know to be true,
After all this sadness,
We will come through.

Make this year a year of love.
Kindness through and through,
Overwhelm the negative.

Afterall is said and done,

Love will always win.

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The toastie project: Hay on Wye

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The first toastie is, of course, the one I was eating as I was dreaming up this idea. Because of this, I didn’t actually get a picture of the actual toastie, just the one above of the sugar packet I was fiddling with and the book leaflet. Hay on Wye is a small village/town on the border of England and Wales which is known for its bookshops. Me and my mum are big bookworms so it was the perfect place for us to stop on the way home from our holiday in Cornwall. The stop was semi-inspired by the tiny Norwegian village we visited a few years a go which felt like it had books spilling out of the buildings and it didn’t disappoint!

Following a morning of looking around the bookshops, in which I was very restrained and only bought one book, we stopped at what might be the main cafe in the village for lunch. I did my usual scan for toasties and happily ordered the usual. The toastie looked perfect: just the right bread,ham and cheese ratio and homemade looking enough that I was looking forward to eating it – a lot. It tasted almost as good as it looked, my one complaint would  be that the ham was a bit too tough and kept falling out of the sandwhich when I tried to bite into it. I wouldn’t of said that it was the best toastie in the world (not the best start, I know!) but it was definitely one of the good ones. We finished the meal by sharing a very very nice tiffin (or traybake as the woman in the cafe called it). Overall I’d say it was a very successful meal!

We finished and walked out into a lots and lots of rain and decided to look around the shops a little more, since they were all inside. I made friends with the owner’s cat in a very colourful shop my mum called a ‘glastonbury shop’ who played with my umbrella a bit, got is paw stuck to it and ran off to sit at the shop door. We tried to go through the run down castle but were met with only building work and decided to get back to the car ready to leave.

I mentioned before that this was the last night of our holiday in Cornwall: the village is somewhere in between Cornwall and our home. We’d had a lovely beach side holliday and so Hay on Wye was the perfect place to visit to bring us partly back to reality whilst still feeling tha we were on holiday. After going the wrong direction and finding that the nearest supermarket in the Welsh village was just past the English border, we set off on the last couple of hours back home.

Overall ratings for this toastie experience would be:
Visiuals: 10/10
Taste: 8/10
Location: 9/10

See you again soon, fellow toastie lovers!

Click here to read an introduction to the toastie project

Love is fire.
Burning passion,
Heated arguments,
Hot and sweaty.

Love is sweat.
Soppy compliments,
Hugs and kisses,
Chocolate and rose petals.

Love is sharing.
Constant company,
Known inside out,
Work and play.

Love is fantasy.
Teenage dreams,
Perfect harmony,
Aspiration and unrealistic.

Love is changeable.
At the heart of everything,
Ebbing and flowing over time,
It will come and it will go.

The Toastie Project: An Introduction

Lets set the scene: I’m in a cafe in a little Welsh town known for its book shops having lunch with my mum. My usual lunch: a cheese and ham toastie, arrives. This looked like an especially good toastie and so I expressed my excitement to my mum. Thats where this idea was born, as she commented that I should do a book reviewing toasties. I adapted the idea and in my head, it became the toastie project.

The Toastie Project is going to be a food/travel series that I do on this blog. Almost every time I’m on holiday or go somewhere interesting I eat a toastie at a new place and so I thought that talking a bit about the toasties I eat would be a good way to document my travels and the various different adventures I go on. The posts won’t just be about the toasties, they’ll be about the places I’ve been and any memorable stories from the area. I can’t commit to a schedule because the posts are based around my life and how exciting it is which, of course, changes. To start with I think I’m going to go back and look at some memorable toasties that I might have had over the last year or so.

Welcome to this journey, lets see where we end up!

As a Christian

As a Christian my beliefs are complicated,
I come as a mix of who I was and who I’ve become.

As a Christian I know I’m not perfect,
Just that I have an almighty father.

As a Christian I don’t have to follow a set of rules,
Developing a relationship comes first.

As a Christian I think that love comes first,
My God is love after all.

As a Christina I strive never to judge,
Only give love as I have received.

As a Christian I know the label may be misjudged,
But I’m called to be the opposite of expectations

As a Christian I disagree with conservative ideology,
Believing that Jesus was a fan of social justice.

As a Christian I know that I am loved,
And that is the best feeling in the world.

As a Christian I want to create change,
Though I cannot do it in my own strength.

 

As a Christian I have a calling,
Although I don’t necessarily believe that it has to be my career.

I am many things,
Wrapped up in a unique package,
My identities are ever expanding,
But one comes above all,
And as a Christian, that’s my call