Running out of time – 6 at 60

Okay… so I suddenly realised that it is February and my next birthday – marking the end of being just 60 – is coming up rapidly. I had intended to try 6 new activities / experiences in my sixtieth year and so far I have only managed three. So I need to squeeze three into the remaining month and a half!

Luckily I have one lined up already – I am going to find out why I sing so badly and, with any luck, learn at least how to keep in tune.

Now don’t get me wrong – I LOVE singing …. it is just that other people around me do not love my singing very much… well, not at all. (The OH usually asks me if my stomach is hurting or something if he’s within earshot)

But it doesn’t stop me because I LOVE SINGING!  It makes me feel good! It keeps me cheerful!

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Good job this isn’t a sound recording!

I can be found upstairs singing familiar songs from the sixties and seventies, complete with hairbrush ‘mic’  🙂

I can sometimes often be found dancing and singing around the kitchen, especially if I have radio 2 on and the songs they play are those I know well.

I even apologise in advance  to new people near me if at a church service because I will (and do) sing in church (My reasoning is that He made my voice so He must like it 😉 )

And even at the Country Market I go to on a Wednesday morning with my Novels to meet friends and the buying public (My OH calls it my social-club)   I sing, though not too loudly, 🙂 as I do not want to frighten-off the customers!

Strangely, though I can tell a duff note when other people sing to music – or even play music – I could not tune my own guitar when I had one, not being sure whether I was hearing the same note or not. I used to say I was tone deaf –  but have since been told that this is rare and so I am probably not.

A dear friend who  is not only a beautiful and talented singer but also a trained speech therapist is coming to my aid.  She, of the belief that everyone can sing, asked me to do a few simple singing exercises and as a result has become interested to discover why it is that I can hold a note sometimes – but at other times I cannot.

This exciting revelatory experience will begin next week .. so I have to think hard and plan quickly what my other two New Things will be.

On my original list I had both things I would LIKE to do and things I would not like to do – in fact things that SCARED me – but I thought I ought to try before it was too late.

So which would you choose, something you would just like to do … or something you are a little scared of doing but feel you ought to try before it is too late??

Answers in the comments please – you know I listen to You!

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The shoe dilemma – and the activity you didn’t guess.

Well, it seems no one was willing to take a guess. Perhaps the clue wasn’t big enough.

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Garden cloggies ? .. or .. Flip-flops … perhaps?

So what did I do on Friday ? … I went along at the crisp time of 9am for a golf lesson. Yes, GOLF… well at 60 that seems to me like the sort of activity people might take up. After all my friend (of whom I have spoken before) who took up belly-dancing on her sixtieth was already playing golf.  I have been belly-dancing for YEARS … so this is the the obverse of ‘what crazy thing can I try?’ –  ‘what expected thing can I try?’

Now, those of you who know me will understand when I say I really wasn’t sure what to wear on my feet. I tend to live my life wearing sandals… yes even in the Winter. As I have got older I do not always wear them when it is raining (or when my feet are likely to get wet – as on grass) because this is the only time that my feet ever feel cold and I may be weird but I’m not daft. So my footwear wardrobe consists of flip-flops, everyday sandals, high-heel sandals, hiking sandals, trainer/fitness sandals (trainer type sole – but sandal top – which, incidentally they won’t let you wear in a gym ‘in case you drop something on your toes’ – I stopped going) and then a pair of ‘motor-bike’ style boots for wet weather. For the record I also possess garden cloggies (black with sparkles) and proper farmer-type green wellies (proper mud and all) and hiking boots.

Now, the hiking boots always start off fine… but very soon my feet overheat and, I presume, swell a little, as the boots then become tight and uncomfortably hot. (NB. larger sizes just flop about so not an option) This is the reason I do not ‘do’ trainers either. I thought the cloggies or Wellingtons would be going a bit too far on the casual side.. so ended up wearing the motor-bike style boots. I figured that at least they didn’t have too much of a heel (to damage the green) and they looked respectable.  The other four sensible people on the day wore trainers!

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Jason putting us through our paces – golf course scenery in the background

This is a special introduction course run by Jason, one of the the professional golf coaches, at St Mellion International golf and country club, which is less than 2 miles from where I live and, along with the special offer to try golf, was as good a reason to go there as any. This first morning was not raining, but the grass was wet and there was a chill wind blowing. The golf-course is set in the heart of the Cornish countryside and is a lovely place to spend an hour or so. It was obvious how popular it was as a steady stream of golfers set off on their rounds over the time we were on the practice putting green. For that is what we were to learn the first morning.

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Our class of wanna-be golfers

So, we learnt how to hold the putter. How to putt different distances, 5, 10, 15 and 20 ft. and then how to pace these distances out so when walking from your ball to the hole ( to remove the flag) you could also decide how to hit the ball to putt it the correct distance.

On the way we learnt various gems of golfing etiquette. Just the sort of thing that every newbie needs to know and would, perhaps, fail to ask.

I have to say – I am quite looking forward to my next lesson though may have to find something more conventional to wear on my feet 🙂

Golf does seem to be a very respectable sort of game … I’m wondering whether my main character in the novel I am writing at the moment (A Respectable Life) might be a player of this sport .. if not her, then perhaps her husband. You see, you never know where inspiration can come from or what information you learn on the way may find its way into a novel… the whole of life is good research material 🙂

Any thoughts on Golf and golfing?

or even footwear 🙂

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