Hi bloggers hope that you're well. London has been really quite hot and sunny, a definite lack of rain, it's really strange when I remember last autumn when it was constantly raining, who knows what will happen next.

I was listen to a really interesting story on the radio about a reunion of two families from very different cultures raising one child. It was set in 1990s in Watford near London.
The baby was called Sandra born to a Kenyan parents Peris and Martin. They wanted to continue to work and go to parties but they had no childcare. One morning Martin needed to go to work however Peris hadn't returned from her nightwork in a care home. He knocked on his neighbour's door, a Muslim family the Zafars and leaves his child with them. The Zafars were a devout Muslim family, praying five times a day, whereas Sandra's family were Christian.
Sandra began to spend more time with the Zafars than her own family and she prayed in the Muslim way and her first word was Abba, meaning father in Urdu. This arrangement lasted for four years then Sandra's family moved to Canada. They were reunited when Sandra and her family returned to the UK. They all agreed it was a strange arrangement but they all agreed it had been a success, because both religions share the belief that it is essential to love and care for others. I found the whole story remarkable.

I also read two lovely stories about animals being reunited with owners.
A US marine Dennis who was stationed in Iraq befriended a wild dog called Nubs. Who had been badly treated and had a stab wound. At the camp there was a strict no pets rule but Dennis broke the rules. He let the dog sleep in his bed and tended his wounds. The dog survived, however Dennis was relocated to another camp 75 miles away. Nubs followed Dennis and a few days later turned up at the camp. Friend and family raised the money and shipped Nubs to the US where Dennis was reunited with him.

Another moving story concerns a miniature fox terrier puppy that belonged to a family in Orlando. The puppy accidentally escaped from its home, the Strang family searched everywhere but to no avail. Thirteen years later the family were reunited with their dog Duchess, who had been taken to an animal rescue centre and as duchess had a micro chip they were able to trace her owners. Isn't that a lovely story.
Bloggers have a good week over and out London.
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The Amazing Knot

Hi bloggers hope all is well you.  Here in London there is suddenly a heatwave, but not forecast to last long.  Unbelievably we need rain even though we had solid downpours for weeks. 

I was listening to the radio and there was a short program on about KNOTS, I was going to turn the radio off but once I started listening I found it completely fascinating so I decided to do a bit of research.

Knots are as old as mankind and used by practically every person on the planet.  I hadn't realised what an integral part of our lives they are; shoes, bags, jewellery, clothing, technology and medicine stitches, mariners,  the list is endless.

I found out that knots are an ancient technology.  They predate the axe and the wheel, quite possibly the use of fire and maybe even man himself: Some scientists have speculated that the first knotters were animals, gorillas who tied simple “granny knots,” interlacing branches to construct nests. 

There are many people who have adopted knot-making as a hobby.  I discovered that there is a knot museum.   It's called the Museum of Knots and Sailors Ropework.  It is in a small town called Ipswich in Suffolk.  The man who created the museum is called Des Pawson, he said he wanted all the people who had worked over the centuries who had made the rigging the ropemakers, the sail makers, to be honoured. He sounds a very unusual character.  An interesting place to visit.  I have certainly developed a new respect for the knot.

Well bloggers take good care of yourselves, over and out from a sunny London.

posted by MateoES at 20:14| diary


The joy of a good story and animals

Hi bloggers hope you are all well.  Here in London the weather is very changeable, cold winds that are not good for my seedlings.
Following on from my last weeks blog about stories, I was delighted to hear a story told by a Cherokee Native American Indian to his grandson.

The Cherokee was teaching his grandson about life:“A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy. “It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.  One is evil–he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.  The same fight is going on inside you–and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf will win?” The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

Stories and animals are a real source of joy, animals can be so helpful and others not so helpful.  A dog name Bear definitely falls into the first category.  Bear the dog has been helping firefighters save injured and orphaned koalas from forests left devastated by bushfires. 

The Border Collie-Koolie cross is the only dog in the world that can sniff out both koala faeces and fur.

Wearing socks to protect his paws, he is sent into safe burnt-out areas and sits very still to alert his handler when a koala is near.  Bear was abandoned by his owners because he has obsessive compulsive disorder which means he does not like to play.  He was rescued from a pound by Sunshine Coast University where he was trained to find koalas and he now lives.

Falling into the not so helpful group is a bull called Ron.   Ron had an itchy bottom and he used an electricity pole to try and scratch his bottom.   Unfortunately he caused a power cut and left 800 homes without electricity.   Ron was not very popular!!

Bloggers have a good week over and out London.

posted by MateoES at 21:48| diary