Green hairThe days of white and grey are gone,
for GREENING now has come along.
And hair that once went with my face
now looks rather out of place!
It won’t last long, I know that.
And I shall not cover it with a hat.
For its to show that you helped me
to look as green as green can be,
because together we reached a goal
that might make someone’s life more whole.
So I feel gratitude to you
for making my dream of eight thousand come true.

Green, green….coming up

I made a commitment a few months ago when I decided that I would once again participate in the Leukaemia Foundation World’s Greatest Shave. The commitment was not just to raise funds, nor just to shave my hair but that if I reached my personal goal in fundraising one week before the Shave date I would…..well I don’t really like to write it out loud….but I did say I would….and I do like to see things through when I say it….and I don’t like going back on anything I say I’ll do….and I did really mean it when I said it….and time doesn’t change what I meant at the time I spoke about it….and I don’t like letting people down when they’re expecting something from me….and of COURSE I’m going to do it; whatever made you think otherwise?
So High Noon tomorrow will find me in the hairdresser’s chair and I will leave that chair with my hair GREEN!

Am I worried? Absolutely not? Why not? Because I -with a great deal of help and hard work from other dedicated people supporting me- not only reached my personal goal but actually doubled it!
So my green hair is a public thank you to people who care enough to get out of their comfort zone to help others who are not able to help themselves because of illness.
If you look at my blog tomorrow you may even see a pic here of a green haired, happy person.

Like a Hug

Waking early in my bed,
dreamy, dozy, snug;
there comes a happy feeling
almost like a hug!

Tending roses in the garden,
Shaking off a tiny bug,
as rose perfume swirls around me
almost like a hug!

Sipping sweet, hot, chocolate,
hands round my favourite mug;
as warmth spreads from my fingers
almost like a hug!

When family come to visit me
my heart strings get a tug;
as loving arms encircle me
exactly like a hug!


Count your gains
and not your losses.
Look for the crowns
and not the crosses.
What’s one hug missed
if you were given two?
What’s a lost lace
if you still have the shoe?
So what if that
was the very last slice,
If when you ate it
it tasted nice?
What’s a missed bus
that left too early,
When you later heard
that the driver was surly?
What’s a pool of grease
where something dripped,
When it dried so hard
that you hadn’t slipped?
What’s wrong with the rain
that caught you in it,
If when you got home,
you were dried in a minute?
What matters the lack
of things you can do?
Forget that lost lace!
You still have the shoe!