Dog shit and posture

Made some window frames for the narrow front or corner section of Boulevard Haussmann building.

Used white Fimo (an oven hardened Plasticine), rolled into thin spaghetti like sections. A bit fiddly and the Fimo kept sticking to my fingers and itself. Hope these photographs explain the process.

Into the bottom oven for 20 minutes - a low heat.

Checking that the frames can be removed.

Glued into position with PVA onto a backing of purple card.

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Currently listening to:

Chemical Brothers:

"Surrender"

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Last night's dinner not really on a shoestring:

Leg of lamb, mashed potato and asparagus.

Forgot to take photograph until half way through eating it.

However, did at least use the leftover lamb plus gherkins for my lunch - so that was a saving.

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Meditational prayer:

Have pretty well read all of the Thomas Merton book on prayer. It made some useful distinctions between different kinds of prayer.

He made an interesting comment about meditation - without giving any details as to what was involved in the process.

Meditation can be seen as a means for finding God BUT it can also be considered as an end in itself, namely, meditating upon the God that one has found.

So meditation can be considered as a technique and /or it can be deemed a state of contemplation. Perhaps the two boil down to the same thing.

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Dog shit and posture:

Over the next 6 months I'm determined to make adjustments that will prolong the useful life of my right knee and thus avoid going into hospital for a knee replacement.

One element will be to eat less, lose weight and thus take off some of the strain on the joint.

The second element is to improve my posture. The Tango lessons are helping that but I've noticed that when I walk along the street, I'm permanently bent forwards like an old man. That cannot be good for my knee - all that mal-distribution of weight.

I think I've got into this habit because over the years I've continuously monitored the pavement directly in front of me for dog shit.

So, as from today, my approach will be to check the 20 metre stretch in front of me, confirm that there are no suspicious lumps thereon and then walk for 20 paces with shoulders back and head up.

Like so: