In 1969 Apollo 11 completed the first successful landing of the human species onto another celestial object, our moon. We all know that part of the lander is still on the moon but the section of the “Eagle” that took both Armstrong and Aldrin back up to Michael Collins orbiting above in the Columbia module, could to this day still be orbiting the moon. This video by Scott Manley explains how an amateur space fan has used online tools to predict orbits and the potential position of the discarded “Eagle” 55 years later.
Is the Eagle module still orbiting the moon?
I love articles like this, for someone who was a child of the space race era, it is still a fascinating subject to this day.
My School was Little Reddings in Bushey Hertfordshire. In year three and for the year following this, one man became the individual who i class as being the most influential person I have ever met in my life. Even stealing that title from my own father. I’ve written of him before but because WordPress is so repetitive with its daily quotes I’ll just post a link here from a previous post from back in 2024 and 2023.
As I wrote earlier today in this post, Strange dream I touched on the fact that I tend to overthink things, in fact I’m a full blown professional at it. And then, this post appears from the team at Anxiety unplugged project, and it has me thinking about it even more. But on a more positive level.
Had the strangest of dreams last night, what really stood out was it was myself running into a room to attack…myself!
It was just a dream
First thoughts are why the hell am I attacking myself, and why was I even scared of myself? Then I started to overthink, and that is something I am very good at. Do I have dislike for myself? Am I subconsciously attacking myself from within? Why? Am I even so afraid to openly engage my fears that even my own soul is fighting me?
I just don’t know but it bloody well freaked me out to such an extent I’ve stayed awake since. That was 04:12 in the morning, and I don’t think I’m ready for anymore sleep just yet. Bloody hell, I’m afraid of myself and my own feelings at present. If i can’t face myself what chance do I stand with any one else?
Weirdest dream I’ve had in a long time. Funny how you never remember the good dreams, but the bad ones stick around like a bad smell.
Anyway, here’s what those in the know say, enjoy the read:
Dreaming of yourself attacking yourself can signify inner conflict, self-sabotage, or unresolved emotional issues that you are struggling with in your waking life. It might be a sign to reflect on your behaviors and the root causes of these feelings.
Here’s a more detailed breakdown:
Inner Conflict:The dream could represent a struggle between different parts of your personality or conflicting desires and beliefs.
Self-Sabotage:It might indicate that you are unconsciously undermining your own goals and well-being.
Unresolved Issues:The dream could be a manifestation of pent-up emotions, trauma, or unresolved conflicts that need to be addressed.
Need for Self-Reflection:It’s a call to examine your thoughts, feelings, and behaviors to understand the underlying causes of this dream.
Potential for Growth:By acknowledging and addressing these issues, you can move towards greater self-awareness and personal growth.
Google
And how the hell do I deal with that little lot?
Firstly by not worrying and secondly by just getting on with daily life. Hey, It was just a dream.
Have a superb day. And just don’t worry about anything.
I wrote a post back in February regarding a weird observation, in that i had an Orchid that was imitating the look of a model i have on the shelf of one of the Voyager space probes. See here: Weird observation
Well things have moved on. We only placed the Orchid on the shelf temporarily as we had no space in the kitchen where it used to reside, as the wife had a whole load of vases out with a selection of cut flowers on display. She loves flowers in the house however she does not have a green finger on her hands, thats me, i look after the potted flowers and the garden. We have had this Orchid about 4 years now and it gets trimmed, cleaned and looked after, and now it has claimed its permanent place on the living room shelf, as it is thriving with its friend the Voyager probe.
Back in FebruaryNow with 8 buds and doing fantastic
It likes where it is at the moment, and thats where it will stay much to the wife s displeasure, she’ll get over it.
First of the blooms looking glorious
I also have a moon lamp that revolves magnetically on a pedestal. The light coming through the blinds looks as if there is a crescent moon being superimposed on it.
My moon lamp
On another subject i was out in the van yesterday and i parked up near a signal box to grab a quick snack and a drink. I had the window down, it was a mild spring day with plenty of sunlight and i began to eat my sandwich. I was thinking to myself, “Dave you are making a lot of noise, eating” and then i looked to the side of me and saw this glorious beast staring at me eating some hay.
Highland cattle
How the hell I didn’t see this massive fellah is a mystery, he was well camouflaged and busy doing the same as me. Anyway I didn’t hang around too long as i was busy and he was also giving me some strange looks.
I like to think we are quite a laid back household, easy going and fairly stress free. We have our routines and the best one of the day is the two cups of tea in the morning before considering doing anything.
But today at around 6am, a big dark cloud began to form above the house. The mood went dark and not a word was spoken, silence hung in the air.
I’d been down to make cuppa number one, i opened the caddy and a horror washed over my face and through my entire soul. How shall I break the news to my wife who is currently in a slumber, should I even wake her at all?
Only one teabag! Oh the shame and horror!
There is only one teabag 😧
We’ve both been quite ill lately and I guess the normally large supply we have in the house has dwindled as a result of not participating in much shopping.
I had a dilemma. Should I make myself one? Should I share a tea bag (Oh the horror) or should I just take her one and then break the routine and go and source more?
I went with the latter. I grabbed some breakfast and a glass of water, and then decided to go for a fairly protracted walk to get some tea. Yes I have the car and could have been a lot more expedient, however I will walk wherever I can, so i decided to skip routine and go for the walk. After first giving the last tea bag to the wife, because that’s the kind of guy I am 😉
We have tea… we can all rest nowA little 3.3 mile walk logged
Anyway, a pleasant 3.3 mile walk later and the cloud has dispersed from the house, the sun is shining and the birds are singing (you get the picture) and normality has resumed and routine has now been restored.
It’s funny how something such as tea can structure your day and how dependent you become on routine. Only when it’s broken do you realise how reliant you are on it.
Now for my two morning cuppas, nothing more is being done until this has been accomplished.
A great conversation starter, just like talking about the weather in the UK.
Music is one of those things that finely entwines itself into all our lives. We have happy sounds, sad sounds and everything in between, there are inspirational records, as well as others that take you to a distant place where you can just be a mad, wild, untamed, crazy, dancing freak of nature. Yes it’s fair to say music plays a massive role in our lives and emotions.
However if you are put on the spot and asked to choose two favourites, could you?
I have often mulled over this question through the years and i do really think that i can. As a child of the sixties i have gone through an awful lot of fads and musical genres, all the way through Swing, soul, New Romanticism, Punk, Heavy metal, classical and everything in between. My most influential years were probably the late 70s early 80s when i was starting to form my own choices as i was entering into my teenage years.
These choices by no means reflect my favourite group. That choice was made in the mid to late 80s when American rock group R.E.M came into my life and they remain firmly rooted there to this day. However their music obviously rates highly in my opinion, but neither of my favourite all time records were theirs. For some obscure reason my choices are both extremely middle of the road.
I honestly have heard so much music in my life, as i suspect has anyone else who browses this post, and i always come back to these two choices. So my mind is made up, no swaying, it is and will always be these two:
Doobie Brothers – Listen to the music
Doobie Brothers
What do i like about this record. Just spend some time listening to it, early American rock at its very best, probably 4 Guitars in perfect harmony with an absolutely fantastic rhythm, and a banjo picking around in the background adding to the atmosphere, Just a wonderful happy and upbeat song in my view, it lifts me to play it and reminds me of the hazy days of my childhood. This was 1972 when it was released, i was very young but it was a happy tune, and as a child i think that is one of the things you look for in music, good melody, easy chorus who could ask for more. And it’s stuck with me ever since.
Here’s what the songwriter Tom Johnston said at the time:
“The chord structure of it made me think of something positive, so the lyrics that came out of that were based on this utopian idea that if the leaders of the world got together on some grassy hill somewhere and either smoked enough dope or just sat down and just listened to the music and forgot about all this other bullshit, the world would be a much better place. It was very utopian and very unrealistic (laughs). It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
Wikipedia
Though I didn’t even know what dope was at this age I can’t really comment. Though looking back now it seemed like a good idea.
Bellamy brothers – Let your love flow
Bellamy brothers
Another “Brother” named group. This was a crossover record from Country to mainstream and boy was it a successful crossover. 1976 was a fantastic year for me packed with great memories of being with my friends, the heatwave of that year and wonderful times wandering around with my pals just doing stuff. Again it was a record that came along at a good period in my life and has registered itself in that role ever since. Just a really good rhythm, some cracking easy to learn lyrics and a dead easy chorus, packed with loads of rhythmic guitar and passion, what a record.
So, thats it for me, two easy choices that i know will never ever change. I always have these tunes within easy reach on my phone or music player as in times of stress, worry or just when reminiscing, they are chosen and played loud. The world then for a few solitary moments is a whole better place.
Been looking through some old photos and this one instantly hit me as beautiful.
A very young Alf staring out into a big old world
This was our little Alf back in 2013 at Camber sands in Sussex. We had a family day out there on a beautiful sunny, but wind swept day where we were all suitably sandblasted. It was Alfs first ever visit to a beach as he was only about five months old here. To me I see a young creature just starting his life looking out into a big old world of adventure and learning. To me it’s beautiful as it has a wonderful story connected to it.
We are all mortal and one day our time will be done. All we have in the end are cherished memories and they can never be taken away.
Foxes Den 
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