An early start with the modelling today as I used the window of opportunity afforded to me as the various cats explored their demesne which in their minds encompasses various neighbouring properties, the school and undoubtedly access to their river.
I airbrushed some sky blue to the underneath of the Ventura with the window and back door open, my face mask on and ensuring it was a quick job. I also ensured the parts still on the sprues were sprayed and then attended to brush painting some other parts.
Given this bloody cough I am being careful with my exposure to spray paint. Blue Witch gave me some useful advice about adding a few drops of Vicks / menthol crystals to a bowl of boiling water and this certainly helps. My reply included a reference to my childhood and my mother stating I had suffered with asthma as a child which I cannot recall. I certainly remember having an asthma attack aged eighteen but that was 'Farmers lung' from helping to move hay bales on a farm in Yorkshire on a very hot day. I also cannot go into enclosed spaces with caged birds as that causes me breathing difficulties. Certainly the best decision I ever made was to quit smoking 34 years ago. My childhood home was an interesting one where we shared a house with two other families. Not separate flats as the house was completely open with a shared bathroom and when we moved to the ground floor we had an outside toilet. No central heating, single paned windows, live-in mice and plenty of fresh air ventilation in the walls. For heating we used paraffin heaters and had blankets, coats, etc...to cover our beds at night for warmth. We weren't any different from many of the other immigrant families in our area in this regard. Even now I think back and it was normal, this was all we knew.
That brings up further thoughts if one considers that as poverty which oddly enough I didn't think so at the time. There is also poverty of ideas, of opportunities for people from my background which I didn't become aware of until I was an adult in my twenties. One thing really brings this home to me and that was the series Time Team. I realised quickly that I would have loved to work as an archaeologist but as a teenager I had no concept of that or awareness that I could go to university and study archaeology. The boys in my school who went to university generally came from middle class backgrounds with parents supportive of and keen for their kids to attend university. Did I resent it? No, it never occurred to me to be envious of others and I believed it was the way the world worked. Deferred gratification was certainly known to me from my sociology lessons from a Socialist Belfast teacher who drove an old Porsche which made us kids chuckle. I did eventually go to uni and I studied History but did not complete my degree as impending parenthood focused my attention on earning money and providing a home. I studied with the Open University and added further to my education in health and social care. Then other universities on day release to the point where I now have post grad qualifications. What I find bizarre is that it took me so long to realise I can study and do more, that the limitations are generally those in my own mind. Then I realise that it is ignorance and a mindset where I felt this was a separate alien world to the one I inhabited. Ironically, I was a permanent fixture at my local library where I devoured all sorts of books which did give me an education of sorts to add to my formal education. Historical books, biographies, Science Fiction, science books, etc...All was grist to my mill and as I now know, an escape from the everyday world, particularly home with a drunken violent father.
This now leads to thoughts about what I would like to do next. For work purposes I now attend work related short courses, usually cognitive behavioural therapy or associated therapies generally for 2 - 3 days as this fulfils the criteria for my nurse registration. I still enjoy history and it is that I want to study again but for enjoyment. It might be that when I retire finally I can use the WEA and other agencies for local histories. For now, I have no option but to work for the next year at my full time job but it's healthy to not only consider where I have come from but what I would like to do next.
TTFN.
I airbrushed some sky blue to the underneath of the Ventura with the window and back door open, my face mask on and ensuring it was a quick job. I also ensured the parts still on the sprues were sprayed and then attended to brush painting some other parts.
Given this bloody cough I am being careful with my exposure to spray paint. Blue Witch gave me some useful advice about adding a few drops of Vicks / menthol crystals to a bowl of boiling water and this certainly helps. My reply included a reference to my childhood and my mother stating I had suffered with asthma as a child which I cannot recall. I certainly remember having an asthma attack aged eighteen but that was 'Farmers lung' from helping to move hay bales on a farm in Yorkshire on a very hot day. I also cannot go into enclosed spaces with caged birds as that causes me breathing difficulties. Certainly the best decision I ever made was to quit smoking 34 years ago. My childhood home was an interesting one where we shared a house with two other families. Not separate flats as the house was completely open with a shared bathroom and when we moved to the ground floor we had an outside toilet. No central heating, single paned windows, live-in mice and plenty of fresh air ventilation in the walls. For heating we used paraffin heaters and had blankets, coats, etc...to cover our beds at night for warmth. We weren't any different from many of the other immigrant families in our area in this regard. Even now I think back and it was normal, this was all we knew.
That brings up further thoughts if one considers that as poverty which oddly enough I didn't think so at the time. There is also poverty of ideas, of opportunities for people from my background which I didn't become aware of until I was an adult in my twenties. One thing really brings this home to me and that was the series Time Team. I realised quickly that I would have loved to work as an archaeologist but as a teenager I had no concept of that or awareness that I could go to university and study archaeology. The boys in my school who went to university generally came from middle class backgrounds with parents supportive of and keen for their kids to attend university. Did I resent it? No, it never occurred to me to be envious of others and I believed it was the way the world worked. Deferred gratification was certainly known to me from my sociology lessons from a Socialist Belfast teacher who drove an old Porsche which made us kids chuckle. I did eventually go to uni and I studied History but did not complete my degree as impending parenthood focused my attention on earning money and providing a home. I studied with the Open University and added further to my education in health and social care. Then other universities on day release to the point where I now have post grad qualifications. What I find bizarre is that it took me so long to realise I can study and do more, that the limitations are generally those in my own mind. Then I realise that it is ignorance and a mindset where I felt this was a separate alien world to the one I inhabited. Ironically, I was a permanent fixture at my local library where I devoured all sorts of books which did give me an education of sorts to add to my formal education. Historical books, biographies, Science Fiction, science books, etc...All was grist to my mill and as I now know, an escape from the everyday world, particularly home with a drunken violent father.
This now leads to thoughts about what I would like to do next. For work purposes I now attend work related short courses, usually cognitive behavioural therapy or associated therapies generally for 2 - 3 days as this fulfils the criteria for my nurse registration. I still enjoy history and it is that I want to study again but for enjoyment. It might be that when I retire finally I can use the WEA and other agencies for local histories. For now, I have no option but to work for the next year at my full time job but it's healthy to not only consider where I have come from but what I would like to do next.
TTFN.











