Thursday 19 May 2016

Hold On


Why does everything have to happen at once and time speed up when you have so much to do?

I have enjoyed a couple of posh events lately with my girlfriends here. Meeting for breakfast with some Doha Athletic Club mums was lovely as I haven't seen them for ages. The Fantastic Four gave me a framed photograph of all the young athletes, beloved daughter included, and their coaches. We enjoyed our food and precious time together. I'm planning to invite them to this side of the desert very soon.

Escaping into another world of complete self indulgence was brilliant. The Superior Six relaxed, ate a lot and stumbled upon a beach bar hosting a Reggae Night. This was hilarious as UB40 were playing that same night at the neighbouring hotel. Our reggae band were brilliant though and played loads of Bob Marley songs. So I had to lively up myself, dancing barefoot in the sand, in my dress with my friends. Perfect.

Here's one of the bizarre conversations I became dread-locked  in:

Me: (singing and dancing)

Man: (approaches from my left, trying to dance) You've got a lot of energy.

Me: (playing it cool) Yes I have.

Man: (seemingly undeterred or desperate) You're from England aren't you?

Me: Yes.

Man: (relentless) Whereabouts are you from?

Me: Yorkshire. (you can tell by my minimal responses that I wasn't flirting at all and I didn't turn towards him to dance because he couldn't, so what was the point?)

Man: You're from Huddersfield aren't you?

Me: (flabbergasted) Yes! How did you know that, are you psychic?

Man: Everyone dances like that in Huddersfield.

It was at this point that I felt the most insulted as I consider my dance moves very unique. I also know for a fact that he was wrong and I pride myself on the reality that once I start dancing I cannot stop but keep going for hours.
My advice to the Man: Go back to Birmingham mate and work on your chat up lines.


The online Introduction to Screenwriting course is really interesting. I'm learning so much and it's also challenging me write my own screenplay. We read articles, watch video clips, do set tasks and then enter discussions by posting our comments. I was a bit nervous about interacting with intellectual strangers and spouting forth my opinions. I feel safe rambling on to you lot because I know you really well, don't I?

 Anyway the discussions have been fine as most people keep to the point and remain professional. I get a few likes on my occasional comments, and have had one like from the Lead Educator (ha ha, I'm such a creep). I've enticed a couple of followers, who I also follow in return (both female). I'm so pleased I am doing this and if any of you are bored or in between jobs I recommend an online course to motivate you and give you something positive to focus on. Why not try something completely new to challenge yourself? Have a look at www.futurelearn.com to browse available courses, or #FLscreenwriting if you want to see what I'm having a go at. Now they should give me my certificate for FREE.

Not one, but four dream jobs have been advertised at the specialist school and college I want to work in back home. So this week I have been frantically filling forms in and trying to prove how perfect I am for these roles; it's been exhausting. The surprising part of my recent application was that I had to submit an A4 piece of writing on the importance of play. Brilliant! Play to your strengths Susie.

''Creative people are curious, flexible, persistent and independent with a tremendous spirit of adventure and a love of play.'' Henri Matisse (1869-1954)

Oui, c'est vrai, c'est moi, merci Henri!

Some bookshelves and desks have been sold and the fire engine sale is resting on a handshake. Gulp! I hope it's firm enough. Thinking about the possibility of a potential Skype interview I won't be able to give my hand this shaking opportunity unless I sign it, which would be very appropriate as the school uses Makaton as a means of communication.

waiting for new tyres 

The Bell Jar was brilliant but it made me sad knowing that Sylvia committed suicide shortly after her novel was published, she was only 30 years old.
I will do anything to save any of my friends or family from such a fate.

On a much more positive note I am trying to spend as much quality time with my friends here before we leave: singing, dancing, keeping fit, chatting, laughing, chilling by the pool, drinking tea and keeping cool. Trusting that those dear friends I am soon returning back to, will strongly embrace me and brighten my northern sky once again.

Reading: The Collector by John Fowles
Listening to: Daydreaming (2016) new release by Radiohead, Suzie (2005) by Boy Kill Boy, Northern Sky (1970) by Nick Drake and Lively Up Yourself (1974) by Bob Marley
Singing & dancing to: Hold On (2016) new release by Richard Ashcroft
Watched: Everything is Illuminated (2005) and Tideland (2005)

Remember to: hold on, hold on, hold on. I am.
Hold on tighter if you have to. Or be really brave, dare to let go and see what happens.

With Love xx

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