⚠️ This is an old post
It's possibly been exported and imported from at least three different blogging platforms over the years. That probably means, at best, there are broken images and links. If the post is technical in nature, any advice is probably out of date and irrelevant. Or it is really old, it was the wafflings of a teenager with too much time on his hands working out what blogging is… If it is the latter I would probably cringe if I re-read it. But it's here because it's part of my past, not my present.
You've been warned! Onwards…
Yesterday I over-did myself, I think I found where my 'freshly broken collar bone limit' is. I had the foresight not to stay right to the end of The Big Church Day Out, but even still 20:45 was more than late enough for me! It was hard enough work walking back to the car after the set had finished.
So today I decided to take it a lot quieter; step one was not to go to day two. It was a shame to miss it, however I think my body is probably grateful for the rest. Instead I took the chance of a lazy Sunday to drink a lot tea and to ge on with that ever growing reading list.
First on the list was finishing off the Great Gatsby, in time to watch it on Thursday. While I wasn't blown away by the story I think it will make for interesting viewing, especially with Baz Luhrmann at the wheel (so far I have managed to avoid reading reviews).
The other book I managed to get through was the auto-biography of Anna Smith, a book I've had on my reading list since I finished her husband's a month ago. I've discovered that I really do enjoy reading autobiographies, there is a real honesty and passion conveyed when people open their lives up and share their thought process through different periods. There is also a raw edge to the writing you read because it isn't just fiction, it is genuine, real and gritty.
Anna and Martin's books are all these things, and a challenge to. How do you manage to have a touring lifestyle with six kids still keeping fixed on Jesus?