Posts Tagged ‘lunch’

I’ve done a few Word Associations with you over the last while, and today it’s time for another one. So as usual I’m going to throw some words at you, and I want you to note down the first word that comes into your mind when you read each word.

So here goes…

  1. Lunch
  2. Notebook
  3. Agenda
  4. Pouch
  5. Stand
  6. Frame
  7. Thermometer
  8. Rice
  9. Duck
  10. Castlewords

So how did you get on with those words? Did you find it easy? Did your answers surprise you or were they just as you expected?

Well here’s my responses to my questions:

  1. Ladies
  2. Design
  3. Plan
  4. Music
  5. Sore feet
  6. Photo
  7. Heating
  8. Chinese
  9. Swim
  10. Capital

I still believe that when we respond with the first words that come into our minds, our answers tell us a lot about our emotional state, and what’s important to us at that particular point in time.

Bearing all this in mind, review your answers, does my theory hold true?

By the way, if you want me to explain any of my answers, just ask!

I’ve done a few Word Associations with you over the last few months, and today, it’s time for another one. So as usual I’m going to throw some words at you  and I want you to note down the first word that comes into your mind when you read each word.

So here goes…

  1. wordsSunburn
  2. Nature
  3. Language
  4. Suit
  5. Heater
  6. Lunch
  7. Weekend
  8. Disney
  9. Customers
  10. Noah

So how did you get on with those words? Did you find it easy? Did your answers surprise you or were they just as you expected?

Well here’s my responses to my questions:

  1. Ouch!
  2. God
  3. English
  4. Work
  5. Nice and warm
  6. Soup
  7. Over too quickly
  8. Tigger
  9. Service
  10. Ark

Were any of your answers the same as mine? Did any of my answers confuse you? Did any of your own answers confuse you?

I’ve said in previous word association posts that I find I get a bit stressed when I’m doing them as I put a lot of pressure on myself not to over think my answers! Are you relaxed when you do them or do you find it stressful too?

I still believe that when we respond with the first words that come into our minds, our answers tell us a lot about our emotional state, and what’s important to us at that particular point in time.

Bearing all this in mind, review your answers, does my theory hold true?

In this last weeks, I’ve mentioned a couple of times that I’ve been hurt and upset about some things that were said to me. Things which were completely unfair and founded in nothing but guesswork, and that hurt! (see my earlier blog post entitled Why Oh Why and People!)

If you follow me on Twitter you may also have read one of my tweets from Monday evening when I stated that I’d had a really crappy day on Monday and hoped that my week would only get better…well I am glad to tell you that it did get better!

I just love how when you’re down and feeling really low, friends are there to pick you up and raise your spirits, helping you to see things from a different, more positive perspective. Thanks you my friends…you know who you are!

My working week was rounded off today by meeting up with a friend I’ve not seen for a while, for lunch. We had a good blether and a good laugh. It was just what I needed after some of recent events. Thank you my friend…you know who you are!

What I want to say about this is that I truly believe that having friends come along and lift you up when you’re at your lowest, is God‘s doing. He knows when we’re hurting, He knows when we’re in need, He knows when we need help and He alone is able to send us the help we need. Thank you God, for all you do for me.

I was sent the following story in an email recently – I just had to share it with you:

I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat.
It was  going to be a long flight from Gatwick.
‘I’m glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short sleep,’ I thought.
 
Just before take-off, a line of British Army Youngsters 
 came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me.  
I decided to start a conversation.
‘Where are you blokes headed?’ I asked the young man seated nearest to me.
Cyprus . We’ll be there for two weeks
 for special training, and then we’re being deployed to Afghanistan .  
 
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that lunches were available for five pounds.
It would be several hours before we reached Cyprus , and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time..
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his mate if he planned to buy lunch.
‘No, that seems like a lot of money for just an airline lunch. Probably  wouldn’t be worth five Quid. I’ll wait till we get to Cyprus .    
His mate agreed.
 
I looked around at the other soldiers.
None were buying lunch.
I walked to the back of the plane
 and handed the flight attendant a
fifty Pound note.
‘Take a lunch to all those soldiers..’
She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly.
Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
‘My young bloke was a soldier in Iraq, it’s almost like you are doing it for him.’
 
Picking up ten lunch boxes, she headed up the aisle to where the boys were seated.  
She stopped at my seat and asked, ‘Which do you like best – beef or chicken?’
‘Chicken,’ I replied, wondering why she asked..
She turned and went to the front  of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.  
 This is your thanks.
 
After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading  for the rest room.  
 An old bloke stopped me.  ‘I saw what you did. I want to be part of it.  Here, take this.’  
He handed me twenty-five pounds..
 
Soon after I returned to my  seat, I saw the Captain coming down the aisle, looking  at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he wasn’t looking  for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane.
When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said, ‘I want to shake your hand.’
Quickly unfastening my seat-belt I stood and took the Captain’s hand.
With a booming voice he said,  ‘I was an army pilot a long time back. Once someone bought me lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.’ 
 
I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs.
A kid who looked about 18 was sitting about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine.  
He left another twenty-five pounds in my palm.
 
When we landed I gathered my  belongings and started to depart.
Waiting just inside the aeroplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word.
Another twenty-five Pounds!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip  up to their training area..  
 I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five pounds.
‘It will take you some time to reach your training area. It will be about time for a sandwich.  God Bless You Blokes.’
 
Ten young blokes left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow Brits.
As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their  safe return.
These soldiers were giving their all for our country.
I could only give them a couple of meals.
It seemed so little…
A British Serviceman is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank cheque made payable to ‘ United Kingdom ‘ for an amount of ‘up to and including my life.’
That is Honour, and there are way too many people in this country who don’t understand it.’