busy start to the week

It has been a busy start to the day, with much of the weekend taken up with the foundations for a new painting and coping with the onset of what apparently is a ‘frozen shoulder’, only on looking it up on the internet following my GPs suggestion did I realise that what I now have will persist for the next 3 years before it goes, such is life, I shall just now have to find alternative ways to do things that my shoulder simply wont allow me to.
This morning I had two interviews, one from Two Castles Housing Association PR for a piece in their residents ‘Fanfair’ publication and one from the Evening News in Barrow with their angle being the lead up to Remembrance Day, it was a good opportunity on both occasions to pitch the up and coming Warriors Walk on 6th November, I also had fortune to bump into someone I had not seen since he was a troubled teen, now, with girlfriend and new, very new baby, he is off into the military, a career that in the current climate of warfare, an extremely brave choice.
A quiet walk along the river to collect some new paints was far from peaceful, bumping into people the entire circuit between home and, home; some not seen for some time and others going about their business as people do in their daily toils to earn a crust and ensure tomorrow is, at the least, as good as today.
Tomorrow brings two friends I’ve not seen since college days, a trip back to the workbase exhibition for unfinished business and then a foto call at 2pm, the remainder of the day, weather permitting, it will be much the same as the rest of the week handing out fliers for the warriors walk.

No images this Blog however you can find all the pics of this week on my facebook site nearer the end of the week.
Take care and God Bless

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