You don’t see chalk on the pavement much anymore.
My daughters used to do it outside our house and up the street with the neighbours’ children.
I was walking to school the other day to pick my daughters up when I saw some lovely pastel chalk drawings on the pavement and it took me back to when I was a kid.
So I wrote a haiku about it.
As you do.
Hopscotch in the rain.
Chalk on the pavement;
Hopscotch memories fade, in
Fine summer drizzle.
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The other day, instead of doing something useful like bettering myself, I was taking a little time-out to play solitaire on my phone. (Sometimes I think it’s this kind of lack of commitment to work that the economy’s in the state it’s in.)
Anyhoop, it was a new app I’d downloaded so I was having quite a few go’s. After game 5 or so, a message flashed up saying: New fastest time!
I hadn’t realised I was playing against the clock.
I hadn’t even realised I was actually ‘playing’ against anybody or anything.
I don’t know about you, but when I play solitaire I do it to relax. Not to flap through a deck of cards like David Blaine on Soho market.
At first, I did try to beat my previous time. But I soon found that I was getting myself all in a tizzy because I’d only got 10 seconds before I slipped further down my own self-imposed rankings.
This was no way to live life.
So I got one of those little red stickers, the sort you see next to paintings in an art gallery, and I put it over the timer on my phone.
So now, when I’m playing solitaire, I’m blissfully unaware of just how pathetically slow I am.
It’s much more relaxing.
Bit of a bugger when I’m texting though.
What’s next – Speed meditating?
(P.S. If you do want to know: 2’54”)
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