Thursday, November 13, 2008

Five things for Stewart

I've been tagged by Stewart to list 5 things which I've always wanted to do. This has stirred up the mud in more than one direction. For one thing, Stewart is a former pupil, so the fact that he bemoans being 36 is deeply depressing and the assertion that he's always wanted to write a book distinctly intriguing (genre, Stewart?) But the biggest dissipation of sludge came when I realised that I've done a goodly number of the things I'd have listed when I was 36; it becomes harder to think of things still beckoning out there. But so far, this is what I've come up with:

1. Climb the Matterhorn. I've twice reached the Hörnli hut but have been obsessed with the mountain since my early teens.
2. See my grandchildren grow up to fulfil their potential (and this includes the one waiting to be born!)
3. Stand on a few more Scottish summits. (This would have been "traverse the Aonach Eagach" twenty-odd years ago, but I've done that now!)
4. Have some of my poetry published by a decent publisher. (Need to be a bit proactive there, I fear)
5. Manage my end so that I don't have to endure a long period of decrepitude/senility/both.

There you go, Stewart. I always was a sucker for allowing a lesson to be derailed down an interesting siding ....

I'm not going to name names to pass this on - but if there are those out there who could be seduced....


  1. Thanks for a very interesting list!

    You're right about the interesting tangents although it always took a little work to convince you that whatever nonsense we were talking about was in fact interesting enough to pursue!

    Why the Matterhorn in particular?

    As for my book... I think I'd like to write something that frees people from the rules and dogma of the church so they can go off and be people of faith in the world. Luther's 95 Thesis for today. You know, nothing world changing! ;)

  2. The Matterhorn: As a child I was (a) prone to everything a first child catches - whooping cough, measles etc - and (b) a voracious reader. I was always running out of books to read while ill in bed (nae telly). One book I read before I was ten was Edward Whymper's "Scrambles amongst the Alps".
    And it is quite simply the most iconic, wonderful mountain I've ever seen.

  3. Only 5?????? C'mon, I have about 50!