Saturday 7th March

I was married on the 7th March in 1959, and as I typed in the date above, I thought "golly me, I would be nearing my Diamond Wedding".   How old is that!!!!

The weather has veered back from freezing to summer..

Sunny, blue skies and in the 60s which is quite warm, compared to what it has been. 

I don't know what it is with the cats round here.   I opened the front door and the cat in the house opposite spotted me, streaked across the road at the speed of light, and before I could step back and shut the door it was in my hallway.    Bubbles had been sound asleep on the sofa, but was immediately up and alert, and fixed me with a "don't-you-even-think-about-it" glare, so wondering how I'd raised such an inhospitable cat I ushered the interloper out.

I wondered if cats perceive a quiet home, and that's why they beat a path to my door, the family opposite has a pit bull and two young children.  As Bubbles won't have anything to do with anyone except me, animal or human,  I know she hasn't been bragging on her cushy lifestyle here.

Today has been a major commemoration .....Obama was there.

I thought it was only the IRA who inflicted Bloody Sundays and Bloody Fridays.  The woman on the right of the picture is the niece of Dr Martin Luther King, and they are commemorating the march from Selma, AL to Montgomery, the state capital,  protesting the disenfranchisement of African Americans.

As the marchers were walking out of Selma they were stopped on a Bridge and state troopers attacked the unarmed marchers with clubs and tear gas to prevent them getting to the capital. Two days later, Martin Luther King Jr. led a symbolic second march, to show solidarity, the marchers were again met by Alabama state police officers, and this time the marchers retreated, avoiding another bloody confrontation.

 

I tend to think that anything that has happened since I have been grown up is "recent" and it beggars belief that as recently as only 50 years ago people of colour didn't have any civil rights.

 

The clocks have just leaped forward, I don't have any choice about tomorrow's services, I am reading at 8 o'clock, I'm debating whether to just stay up, or try and get a little sleep, but I feel wide awake.