There is nothing better than silence. We are bombarded constantly with sound. I’ve had a superfluity of noise over the Christmas break, so today I’m so very thankful that I can be quiet. Over the years I have learnt to live with constant sound. I don’t listen to it, but I can still hear it. How exciting it would be to watch closedown on TV and observe the little white dot as everything shuts off! In a perfect world there would be no TV until 9pm, and it would all be over by 9.30pm, and it would only be on 3 evenings a week! Radio would also be under similar restrictions, but it could operate occasionally from 7 am until 7.30am. The rest of the day I’d live with my thoughts.
Yes, I know I’m odd! I was brought up to be my own person, and it seems to have stuck. I still don’t recognise ‘celebrities’. I don’t know their names, either, much to the amusement of my grandchildren.