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25/52 - Friday Five on a Sunday
Jun. 21st, 2020 03:41 pm1. What’s the weather outside your window doing right now? If that’s not inspiring, what’s the weather like somewhere you wish you could be?
It's sunny, breezy, bit of cloud, really fresh clean air. There is a lot more traffic about now so my flat is much less quiet than it has been the past few weeks when I have the doors and windows open. I miss the silence and the birds. I'm glad of the clear freshness.
2. What’s for breakfast? Lunch? Dinner?
I keep forgetting to eat meals in recognisable intervals since lockdown. Partly it's the disruption to my regular schedule, partly I guess I rely on the rhythms of other people and that's disappeared. Today for breakfast I had marmalade on toast. For lunch I had a wrap with some of last night's stir fried veg, cheese and quorn ham. Who knows what's for tea, or indeed when it will be.
3. What are things you can’t go without?
The only thing I really struggle to go without is a glass of orange juice and a cup of tea. Every day. Without fail. Possessions wise, everything is a bit up for grabs. The last three months of not being able to indulge my terrible shopping habit which I can afford but don't like as a sort of unnecessary consumption thing, has been good for reassuring myself I can do with less and have a less significant attachment to objects than I feared. So the anser is 'not much'.
4. How did your parents choose your name?
My parents picked my name because they'd, at some point not that long before I was born, traced our family tree by going to parish churches and going through their records. They discovered a long history of [name]. So they picked it for me. I have tried to imagine some sort of connection to a long line of [name]s and wonder if they would be delighted to imagine our lineage. Given women lose their names through marriage I do feel carrying a name is some valuing of the invisible lives of those women.
But I often joke (ish) that I'm a changeling, I have so little in common with my family. I think that's part of why my name doesn't feel like my name - it's forcing me to fit a family I don't quite belong to. It's like a lock rather than an anchor. It wasn't a name picked for me, it was impressed upon me.
5. If you could travel back in time, where and when would you go?
I find this utterly impossible to answer because I can only imagine the hardships or difficulties of different times. If I could be gifted with a rosetta stone/TARDIS translation/babelfish then I would love to visit the Library of Alexandria and spend a day hanging out with those lads. Or rather more mundane, to be at the 1973 Hammersmith Odeon Ziggy show....and then about 10 other Bowie shows. Including his appearance at the 1969 Beckenham Arts Festival, because that song is just so beautiful.
It's sunny, breezy, bit of cloud, really fresh clean air. There is a lot more traffic about now so my flat is much less quiet than it has been the past few weeks when I have the doors and windows open. I miss the silence and the birds. I'm glad of the clear freshness.
2. What’s for breakfast? Lunch? Dinner?
I keep forgetting to eat meals in recognisable intervals since lockdown. Partly it's the disruption to my regular schedule, partly I guess I rely on the rhythms of other people and that's disappeared. Today for breakfast I had marmalade on toast. For lunch I had a wrap with some of last night's stir fried veg, cheese and quorn ham. Who knows what's for tea, or indeed when it will be.
3. What are things you can’t go without?
The only thing I really struggle to go without is a glass of orange juice and a cup of tea. Every day. Without fail. Possessions wise, everything is a bit up for grabs. The last three months of not being able to indulge my terrible shopping habit which I can afford but don't like as a sort of unnecessary consumption thing, has been good for reassuring myself I can do with less and have a less significant attachment to objects than I feared. So the anser is 'not much'.
4. How did your parents choose your name?
My parents picked my name because they'd, at some point not that long before I was born, traced our family tree by going to parish churches and going through their records. They discovered a long history of [name]. So they picked it for me. I have tried to imagine some sort of connection to a long line of [name]s and wonder if they would be delighted to imagine our lineage. Given women lose their names through marriage I do feel carrying a name is some valuing of the invisible lives of those women.
But I often joke (ish) that I'm a changeling, I have so little in common with my family. I think that's part of why my name doesn't feel like my name - it's forcing me to fit a family I don't quite belong to. It's like a lock rather than an anchor. It wasn't a name picked for me, it was impressed upon me.
5. If you could travel back in time, where and when would you go?
I find this utterly impossible to answer because I can only imagine the hardships or difficulties of different times. If I could be gifted with a rosetta stone/TARDIS translation/babelfish then I would love to visit the Library of Alexandria and spend a day hanging out with those lads. Or rather more mundane, to be at the 1973 Hammersmith Odeon Ziggy show....and then about 10 other Bowie shows. Including his appearance at the 1969 Beckenham Arts Festival, because that song is just so beautiful.