Monday, 11 February 2008


The downside of growing up in a safe and pleasant town is boredom. But the upside of boredom is the chance to daydream.

My primary school years were blissfully jolly, but from the ages of 11 to 18, I was a typical angst-ridden teenager. Safe? Definitely. Shy? Yes. Scared? A little. Bored? Absolutely. As a result, my tender teenage years spawned a million dreams, most of which got lost over two foggy decades as drunk student, stressed-out executive and manic, self-employed mother of two.

But wait. I'm back. In the place where all my teenage dreams took shape. One of my reasons for leaving Cheshire - lovely as Cheshire is - was that I had lost sight of my dreams. Some people dismiss daydreams as mere fantasy; I think they're a telescope through which you can see the twinkling of your hopes, your spirit.

The north west is abnormally cloudy most of the time, so I never really saw the stars. Back down south, the stars come out all the time.


  1. I love this site, reminds me of my schooldays & dreams! I have roots in Cheshire!

  2. GBS, what a lovely turn of phrase. Will try to remember it. 'Daydreams as a telescope'. Aaaaahhhh.

  3. God you make me feel miserable up here in cloudy Cheshire. You are right though, dreams do get lost in the fog of time. I can't even remember mine anymore, or even if I had any. Actually, I have been feeling the sun on these growing old bones the last few days, and it's amazing the difference weather makes to how you feel. You're lucky with the stars - make the most of them. Haven't set up my blog name yet but it shall be Woman on the Edge. xx

  4. I think it's important to keep daydreams alive - even though mortgages, kids, age etc do all they can to boot them into the gutter.

    Of course, Smartypants Wilde said:

    "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."

    Mind you, it didn't turn out all that well for Oscar.

  5. I live in that same "safe and pleasant" town here in Texas. And yes, it's VERY boring. Especially now that i'm single again. After 41/2 years, I STILL haven't been on a date yet...I don't fancy going to the bars any longer to find my mate...anyway, I also, am a dreamer. Good to know theres others out there too;)