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A very belated Happy New Year and may it be very good for you in every way.
I have recently returned from a wonderful holiday with my younger son Angus, super daughter-in-law and grandchildren in Thailand.
Thailand is a lovely country sandwiched between Laos to the north, Burma to the west, Cambodia to the south and Vietnam which lies to the southeast. On the whole it is a peaceful country apart from the occasional religious troubles in the south.
It is presently in mourning for King Bhumibol Adulyadej who died on the 13th October 2016. Having reigned for 70 years he was the world’s longest serving monarch. He was the only Thai king ever born abroad (Cambridge, Massachusetts, USA) and he was educated in the USA and Lausanne, Switzerland.
It is customary in Thailand on the death of its king for the period of mourning to continue for as long as a year. He was much loved and respected, having brought great stability to the country. He was revered almost as a God by everyone. Indeed the royal family is considered to be above reproach and woe betide anyone if they are caught saying anything derogatory about them; the punishment is harsh and immediate, resulting in a prison sentence.
Angus works for WHO (World Health Organisation) in Southeast Asia and has travelled extensively in that area on different postings.
I had not seen my three grandchildren for three whole years, an agony despite chatting regularly on Skype. It was just wonderful to get to know them properly all over again. Skyping is just not the same – there are no hugs. Three years is such a long time in a child’s life, and it was a joy to hear about their ideas, ambitions and thoughts on life in general and how they saw their futures. Mind you, these can change as there are so many options for the young nowadays and the work ethos in Southeast Asia is exemplary, so no problems getting them to do their homework etc! My elder son Sloane, from Sydney, was there too, so the whole holiday was completely perfect (despite the fact that I got a nasty chest infection on top of one I had already had!).
Angus lives outside Bangkok, but as always we went up to Mae Rim, a little village above Chiang Mai. It lies beneath the mountains surrounded by magnificent views, lush green vegetation of every hue and winding canals, all blending together, the scenery becoming a wonderful tapestry, a Natural Work of Art.
Every evening, the Evening Star Venus, led the way shining brightly in the unpolluted sky together with the other stars, which the longer I looked at them, seemed to come alive and breathe, and which have been there since the world was in its infancy.
I had first visited Chiang Mai some twenty five years ago when it was a small dusty village with one main street with small ones leading off — now it is a vibrant, sprawling metropolis, heaving with people of all nationalities. The heat and smells are still the same, some good and aromatic, some bad. A stranger could easily get lost in the bustling labyrinth of streets. As ever the food, fresh from the markets, is delicious. However, sadly a lot of the street markets have been closed including the wonderful flower markets – quite why, we didn’t really know. Luckily an excellent evening market remained, starting at around 5.30pm and continuing until late. It was full of an amazing array of goods, colourful clothes and shawls made by the hill tribes, whilst others sold fake designer goods of all description. Children and animals mixing in with their stall holder’s families brought an atmosphere of gaiety and a sense of unhurried family life as one wandered around stopping here and there. Bargaining was fun as usual for both seller and buyer and is a natural way of life. The starting price is nowhere near what they expect you to pay in the end, if you know the ropes, and my lovely Thai daughter in law is an expert!!!
We also visited a most special temple complex called Ram Poeng in the Suthep District of Chiang Mai. Thai Buddhists are all of the orange robed Theravada Order, the Forest Buddhists or sometimes called ‘Southern Buddhists’. The name means ‘the doctrine of the elders’ – the elders being the senior Buddhist monks. It was in a most lovely tranquil place set with shady trees and various different temples all with magnificent mythological beasts proudly standing guard outside. My grandson remembered being taught Thai mythology as a young child and so was a font of knowledge about which splendid beast was regarded as being the Guardian of the Rivers or another being Guardian of the Hills etc. We wandered around and could have stayed much longer drinking in the peace and solitude of the place. The Temple complexes have a special quality and atmosphere all of their own, just like churches, except that the area in which they lie is much more extensive and thus the setting carries a greater expanse of ‘energy’.
I don’t know when I have enjoyed a holiday more and I carry such happy memories away with me that when I go to bed, I feel I can open them up like a book I know and love, choosing which chapter I want to read and experiencing the joy and excitement all over again!!
I am now back and continuing to work on my book that seems to be slow in developing but which will definitely come to fruition before too long.
I have just finished my annual article about the events of 2106. Do please visit it on my website. http://shop.lucypringle.co.uk/riddles-and-rhymes/
My love and very best wishes for a wonderfully fulfilling 2017.
I have just returned from a fantastic holiday in Sydney courtesy of my elder son Sloane, who flew me out to celebrate one of his special birthdays. Looking back on it, I think without a doubt it rates as being amongst the happiest and most wonderful holidays I have ever had.
It was my first visit to Australia in the 13 years that Sloane has lived there, and my goodness what a lovely city Sydney is, with its myriad beaches and hidden coves; tree-lined streets and evergreen flowering trees; and winding hilly streets with spectacular views of harbours filled with boats of all sizes.
The temperature ranged from 24 to 30 degrees and above, but having lived in Jamaica during a period of my life for 14 years, I am accustomed to that heat and I can quite see why people love living there. Sloane swims twice a day, very early in the morning at a small wonderful beach called Nelson’s Port before going to work – and in the evening on his return.
Among a host of wonderful happenings, I flew over, sailed under and drove over Harbour Bridge! How about that!
Another special event was being taken to a spectacularly brilliant performance of Madame Butterfly at the wonderful Sydney Opera House – what a treat! One of the most memorable I have ever seen, with the added brilliance of Anthony Legge the famous Glyndebourne conductor. The renowned acoustics are indeed quite exceptionally good.
My younger son Angus, who works for the World Health Organisation, joined us from Bangkok for three days. This was just wonderful, as this was his first visit to Australia, and he too loved the whole experience.
I happened to read Bill Bryson’s book ‘Down Under’ whilst I was there, and whereas Bryson waxes lyrical about the Australian continent as a whole, he seemed beset by the terrors of the many poisonous creatures that he felt were lurking everywhere to get him and give him a long, lingering and agonising death!! He survived and so did I!
From Sydney I flew to visit a special goddaughter and her lovely family who live perched high above Wellington. Wellington is not as beautiful as Sydney, but it has its own unique charm and once again I was shown all the sights. I also visited friends of very long standing who live along the coast at Howard’s Point. They took me to South Island, docking in Picton. One of the most spectacular views of the whole trip as we approached Picton, was sailing through narrow high tree-topped gorges that had small white sand beaches at their feet.
It is surprising the weather in Wellington doesn’t reflect the fact that the nearest land to the south is Antarctica – but it certainly lives up to its name of ‘Windy Wellington’ – so forget any hair styles!!
I have suffered horribly with jet lag since coming back to the UK, but, after two weeks, I am just returning to normal!!!
The crop circle season approaches, though I have a feeling it will have a late start unless the weather picks up, but please get in touch soon if you would like to join one of my crop circle tours as the places are already being booked.
All very best wishes,
For 2015, I have arranged two exclusive crop circle tours.
The first tour is on Thursday 30th July 2015 and includes an optional extra of a private entry evening visit to Stonehenge.
The second tour is on Tuesday 4th August 2015. This includes an optional extra of a flight over the crop circles and the surrounding sacred area at the end of the day.
Please book early to avoid disappointment. In case of cancellations I have a waiting list. If interested in booking a place, please email me at:firstname.lastname@example.org
I wish you all a wonderfully happy and peaceful Christmas and may the New Year 2015 bring you great joy, contentment and positive happenings.
I have had many emails from people wondering why so little is happening in the fields so far. Maybe it is because it is still early days in the season or maybe it is because there seems to be an overall general feeling of stillness as so often happens before a great event?
I believe I am not the only one who is experiencing this sense of waiting (Not necessarily for crop circles only!). Whatever the reason this to me is a precious moment giving me the opportunity to contemplate and rejoice in whatever we are given whilst the outside world seems to be hurtling around us at breakneck speed.
To find a place or time of stillness is a blessed gift. To find our own reality in a world of unreality, to treasure the true values of friendship and purpose of where we are going and how we are all part of each other all the world over.
On a more mundane note, the fields are in desperate need of rain and the farmers are naturally concerned for their crops; the barley is with us but not a tall as usual and the wheat is also slow in growth.
There are 2 places available on the July 28 crop circle and Stonehenge private entry tour due to a cancellation. Also that there are 6 places still available for the private entry to Stonehenge on the 28th July. These places tend to go very fast so please get in touch with me as soon as possible if you would like to come with me on either of these outings.
Bless You All