The title of today’s post sums up this week for me!
Monday 13th January marked the Lohri event in the Sikh calendar. There are numerous definitions and opinions for Lohri on the internet, I’ll share two with you; (1) marks the harvest in Panjab (India), the end of winter and start of the farming season; (2) due to popular belief (not one I believe in) couples who have had a baby boy before this date would celebrate this event. Rather sexist I hear you say and I couldn’t agree more.
We had a little angel arrive in our family 4 weeks ago (my cute nephew) so we celebrated this occasion. Not because he is a boy but because it was a chance to see my mum, siblings and the little one. We also consumed large amounts of Indian sweetmeats, flavoured milkshakes and a 3-course meal served up by my mum.
Wednesday 15th January marked my 44th birthday (yes I have no shame in admitting that)! Over the last few years I’d treated my birthday’s as low key events but recently I fell back in love with celebrations.
As it’s January the kids are normally at school and so like every year my wife and I book the day off and she spoils me. This year we dropped the kids off school and took the train into London. Once there we dined at a lovely restaurant called Clos Maggiore. If you live in London, then please try this, if you ever visit London, then you must try this! It’s French fine dining and not only was the food exquisite, but we managed to steal 4 hours to ourselves. We made it back in time to pick up the kids from school and then took them out for an evening treat.
Family, the best present I could ever wish for! But I also got a new notebook, a very special edition, will share in a dedicated #notebookgeek post.
Thursday 16th January marked a dark day in the calendar. I attended a funeral of a friend who I met (through my best friend) and who was instrumental in my hobby as a stand up comedian. Over 4 years ago this person had arranged a comedy night for charity and challenged us to perform on stage. My best friend and I took up the challenge, absolutely enjoyed ourselves and years later had organised and performed in over 10 sell out shows across the UK (more on that in February).
His death was a sudden shock, out of the blue and he had lived a short life of 49 years. Leaving behind a wife and two young children, I know too well from personal experience the struggles and challenges that will come their way. One thing dawned on me as I heard the tributes pour in for this most remarkable person. The phrase untimely struck a cord with me as I heard it bellow through the chapel speakers. No death is untimely I guess. We all know too well that at some point, unknown to us our time is going to be up. That our pass of life is going to expire and we are going to have to board another vessel to continue the next leg of our journey (depending on what you believe). Therefore we must make the most of today and not plan too much for tomorrow.
As my mum always says what you plan to do tomorrow, do today and what you plan to do today do now!
Friday 17th January – I won’t plan anything but only to catch up on emails and quietly look forward to the weekend. If I am fortunate, I might even squeeze in some more writing.