Yesterday my day was immeasurably improved by a sound that distracted me from my work and then prompted me to run to the office window, throw it open and stick my head out. The sound; a Merlin engine; the machine carrying it - a Supermarine Spitfire! It was powerful, it was beautiful, it was graceful and I was moved.
A Rolls-Royce Merlin engine has a distinctive sound and I knew immediately that I was going to see something special. The Spitfire flew around the skies of Milton Keynes city centre for a few minutes before heading elsewhere. Seeing the Spit was a genuinely uplifting experience and my day was improved for it, I returned to my desk enthused and re-energised.
One or two of my older colleagues in the office were similarly enthusiastic but the shame is that the twenty-somethings, and they make up the majority of the staff, were completely disinterested and that, to my mind, was a real shame. I leapt out of my chair quicker than I would for a fire alarm whilst many failed to bat an eyelid – their loss.
This is the second time in a week that the heavens have provided me with inspiration.
Last weekend (Saturday morning I think) at home in Daventry, I heard the roar of jet engines flying low and rushed to the front door to see two flights of Red Arrows flying in ‘V’ formation streaking overhead. Watching the Red Arrows is always a rewarding experience but to see the pilots/planes in action without warning is special. I actually felt lucky, like I’d been granted a special treat.
I find that my days go by in a blur – a mixture of stress caused by deadlines, traffic, children, work demands, household chores etc. and it is sad to reflect that some days go by without extracting any real pleasure from anything and that’s terrible because something small, like seeing a Spitfire (something that doesn’t change anything else) can give you an almost spiritual uplift.
Yesterday, something else happened that made me feel good – Chris Evans played Bohemian Rhapsody on his Radio 2 breakfast show, and I sat in my car on the M1 singing along very loudly, and if the truth be told, very badly! It was a Wayne’s World moment for me; Freddie Mercury, bless his soul, would have been horrified at my caterwauling! I arrived at the office smiling and ready for the day.
My note to self is to try and find a way of being emotionally or spiritually uplifted every day - I’d be a better person for it.
Crikey, I started this note with a reference to the heavens and now this piece is starting to skirt around the fringes of religion. I’ll stop right now!
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A Rolls-Royce Merlin engine has a distinctive sound and I knew immediately that I was going to see something special. The Spitfire flew around the skies of Milton Keynes city centre for a few minutes before heading elsewhere. Seeing the Spit was a genuinely uplifting experience and my day was improved for it, I returned to my desk enthused and re-energised.
One or two of my older colleagues in the office were similarly enthusiastic but the shame is that the twenty-somethings, and they make up the majority of the staff, were completely disinterested and that, to my mind, was a real shame. I leapt out of my chair quicker than I would for a fire alarm whilst many failed to bat an eyelid – their loss.
This is the second time in a week that the heavens have provided me with inspiration.
Last weekend (Saturday morning I think) at home in Daventry, I heard the roar of jet engines flying low and rushed to the front door to see two flights of Red Arrows flying in ‘V’ formation streaking overhead. Watching the Red Arrows is always a rewarding experience but to see the pilots/planes in action without warning is special. I actually felt lucky, like I’d been granted a special treat.
I find that my days go by in a blur – a mixture of stress caused by deadlines, traffic, children, work demands, household chores etc. and it is sad to reflect that some days go by without extracting any real pleasure from anything and that’s terrible because something small, like seeing a Spitfire (something that doesn’t change anything else) can give you an almost spiritual uplift.
Yesterday, something else happened that made me feel good – Chris Evans played Bohemian Rhapsody on his Radio 2 breakfast show, and I sat in my car on the M1 singing along very loudly, and if the truth be told, very badly! It was a Wayne’s World moment for me; Freddie Mercury, bless his soul, would have been horrified at my caterwauling! I arrived at the office smiling and ready for the day.
My note to self is to try and find a way of being emotionally or spiritually uplifted every day - I’d be a better person for it.
Crikey, I started this note with a reference to the heavens and now this piece is starting to skirt around the fringes of religion. I’ll stop right now!
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