Emotional Day

Part 1: Bye Bye Car!

Today was the day when Huppy sold his car... We got up to get ready to send the car off to its new owner. Why sell it? Cos its been sitting on our drive for the last few months and Huppy has not driven it much since he bought it. Why waste money on tax, car insurance, car expenses... exactly!

We took our last pic with the racer-boy car, gave it a good clean and set off. We put an advert in on sat (at my workplace) and sold it monday! Thanks to a colleague freely verbally promoting it. In the end it was another manager in the store who bought it for her son. In a way, Im glad we sold it to this lady as she is one of the nicest ladies ever... Hey, at least its gone to a nice home.


Part 2: Cinderella-Man

As a reward for us and to cheer us up, we went to the cinema. We were contemplating whether to see this film or not but in the end we did, and Im glad we did... Verdict: EXCELLENT.

Without telling you the story - it gave us the inner strength to keep fighting for what we want. I suppose, why we thought it was excellent was because its moral is what we believe in too. I am like the Renee and Huppy like Russell. We need to be able to protect ourselves and our family, and that's why we need to build a good foundation...

If you can, do go and see it as its so inspirational and emotional.

Poem Competition

Today I saw an article in our local newspaper... "Write a poem about life in your own area and win £1000"...

I sat on my bed whilst trying to gather thots and inspiration... what to write and how to write and where to write about.... ummm. 30 mins passed, then 1 hour passed...At last!

Anyone with any comments or tips? Enjoy :)

"Finding Peace in Roath Park Swans"

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As I travel down life's busy road

Usually complaining of my own heavy load,

I often think I've been treated unfair

'Cos I feel I've been given more than my share.

I grab some bread off my small kitchen table

And I walk for hours until I am able.

Each time I feel this, I always end here-

The place called Roath Park, where the swans have no fear.

I learn from these swans as I admire their grace

And reflect on my life's fast, random pace.

I rip and I throw the bread in all fashion

Feeding these swans with all of my passion.

So free, so pure, as they compete for the bread

Whilst helping me to have a clearer head.

Thank you dear swans for giving me peace

As my own little worries begin to cease.