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A visit to Pollock Park

This is one of the best parks at Glasgow .

I have made three trips to the park with several visitors.

From Clarkston its the 3rd station to Pollockshaw West, where you disembark , and walk through an underground passage and reach Pollock Park after a short walk .

We strolled along the path covering over 10,000 steps. Two friends of ours joined my wife and I for this visit.

At the entrance to the park beautiful flowers decorated the way.

A little bridge over a stream looked like a picture out of a book.

The river is very scenic and makes good pictures. It weaves along the path and gave a soothing effect.

As we passed the highland cows we got some good pictures .

We saw a calf close to the fence. It amazed me, how the calf allowed me to pat it. We noticed that the cows were a lot more closer to the fence . There were about 8 calves with about 9 adult ones .

We reached the Pollock House . Oh the spring had sprung up with a flourish of flowers all along the the front portion of the Mansion.

The Pollock House is mini castle bringing back the memory of a lifestyle long since past. This was the home of the Stirling-Maxwells family.

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Sir John Stirling Maxwell
The Proposal for the National Trust of Scotland by Sir John Stirling Maxwell

The House has several rooms for the different sections of the house . It showed how there were a team of servants, from looking after the kitchen and service to the front rooms ., the bedrooms , and the personal grooming of the homeowners .

There is a quaint cafe in the House . Their soup, sandwiches, cakes and coffee are a good break between the long walks.A souvenir shop offers a variety of historic Scottish books and souvenirs on sale .

Here we entered the Museum which has an entry fee of about £6 per person. It is free entry for children with the family membership ( 5yrs old until 17yrs ). Memberships of various category are from £6 to £10 per month. Children under 5yrs are free.

There were paintings , and tapestries. What interested me was the the exhibition of photographs by Martin Parr: Think of Scotland. It featured pictures of day to day activities like people on the beach, postboxes in remote islands, a man drinking a beer near a back door of a pub and many others . The best was the photograph of fairy cakes , and cuts of meat which looked more like paintings. Children were encouraged to write their comments on a book specially kept for this.

On leaving Pollock House we got a departing picture below the arch at the entrance .

We then walked towards the Burrel Collection Museum which reopened recently.

As the path veered to the left we came across a memorial to the police dog . Later we passed an information board explaining the history of the highland cows the grassland and other features .

We reached the Burrel Collection. It had a look of modern architecture. It has a repertoire of artifacts from all over the world. Mr Burrel had collected these at auctions during his travels .

Entry here is free . My grandchildren found a lot of things of interest …one at the entrance where a child can pose behind a standee with a cutout for the child’s face

The display had sculptures, and paintings of great value . An interesting one was a room which showed his personal effects of home …a desk with hidden draws, furnishings and even armour worn by medieval warriors .

On display were paintings done by the Glasgow Boys . Mr Burrel had sponsored these Boys to spend time in Japan.

The time at Burrel Museum proved a delight for my grandchildren as there were interactive exhibits for them. A photo frame for them to take action photos with fancy characters and the child’s face coming in it . The educational ones had art work you could do on a flat glass topped screen where you could draw and paint a picture of a painting . Likewise there many other interactive exhibits .

Obviously actual viewing of the collection would take many hours .

We returned home on that sunny day when the temperature had risen to 28*C .

Often a walk through nature can be very exhilarating and beneficial to good health .

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Retreat at Craig Lodge – Dalmally

This is a ‘Family House of Prayer’ located at Dalmally , which is a train ride of 2 hrs 20 minutes, from Glasgow Queen Street.

It began as a Hunter’s Lodge which hosted hunters for deer.

Now it’s a house for prayer and quiet retreats …youth initiatives for mission …family holidays with plans for their activities. The Eucharist is celebrated daily by a priest who stays at the the Lodge.

The train to Dalmally was a nice peaceful journey. My wife Anjean and I took a cup of coffee at the station and boarded the train at 9.40am . Along with the coffee we had a sausage roll and the train sped along to Dalmally .

Exactly at 12.59 pm it reached our destination. We had requested for a pickup from the station , but due to a mixup, my message on email was overlooked . So started our walk for about 3 miles with our bags . This was a good preparation for our retreat. Thanks to the Lord and the use of Google we found our way . While trudging along we experienced spells of drizzle . The walk took us through the road with forests on either side as we left the motorways. We passed the River Orchy and a church . Soon the road diverged onto the road to Craig Lodge. I think we would have been exhausted , but our time at the discipline of the gym had kept us fit .

We were relieved to see the signboard , directing us to Craig Cottage . It is more than a Lodge ; rather a quaint hotel .

We were about to enter the place when a car drove by us . Rory was quite apologetic.” , I’m very sorry about this .” He had driven to the station much after we left. The walk had taken us about an hour after waiting at the station.

Ruth received us at the entrance. She too was extremely sorry and gave us a warm welcome and showed us to our room . It was a comfortable double bedroom with attached bath . The room was named St Elizabeth . Strangely the lady who prepared our room was also Elizabeth . Some of the persons were voluteeers .

Our room had a rustic look to match a Country House Hotel . The proprietor Calum Macfarlane-Barrow had hosted hunters from various countries who came there to hunt for deer in the earlier years.

This place has now been changed into a House of Prayer after Calum and his wife Mary Ann had a profound experience at Medgegorje . Calum himself was a hunter and an artist too . He is an outdoor person has interests in fishing , mountaineering and strangely fond of building sheds .

One of these sheds previously a play area for his children was then gifted to his son Magnus who used it for storing gifts to aid the war victims in Bosnia/Herzegovina. Magnus set up Scottish International Relief, a charity that became Mary’s Meals. He began aiding deprived school children in Malavi , Romania and other countries with a nutritious meal daily encouraging them to attend school. Thus began the well known ‘Mary’s Meals’. Global support followed from 4 continents through fund raising and awareness raising groups . (www.marysmeals.org)

Calum’s children Ruth, Magnus and Fergus, earlier had a life changing experience at Medjugorje, and got involved in giving Aid to war torn Bosnia -Herzegovina. Many guests at Craig’s Lodge spread awareness of their work . This team gradually expanded with more people involved .

Ruth is now more involved in the running of Craig’s Lodge.

When we talk about hospitality, I am at a loss for words. The team here is outstanding. They not only provide hospitality but a place of prayer and formation for young people who spend 6 to 9 months to train as missionaries. Ruth and Denise served us meals, with such love . Rory cooked up some amazing dishes …. Apple Stroodle pie , with Icecream , salads , Fish in white sauce, Cabbage Salad n chocolate cake with fresh cream , Pasta Bolognaise .

A thick homemade soup with Bloomer bread was an adequate lunch .

Calum , Fr Frank and myself

We had always wanted to make a quiet retreat and spend time praying in the Chapel . We were happy to discover Craig Cottage by word of mouth .

From left to right : Calum, Anjean, Denise, Fr Frank , Mary Ann , Elizabeth

Along with our quiet time we hoped to walk outdoors .

A rainbow to make a wish

This was an experience to remember . The scenery was breathtaking with mountains, forests , sheep grazing and so many birds , even rabbits and the red squirrels was like a grand work of art by our Creator ,

Calum devised a route up the 1000 ft mountain with the stations of the cross , to help one experience the passion of Jesus while trekking up . Denise cautioned me “ Let me know when you plan to do this .” And rightly so , as it is quite a torturous route .

A drawing by Calum depicting his trek up the hill
The Cross at Medjugorje and a newspaper cutting of the replica cross installation at the top

Callum was inspired to prepare this ‘Way of the Cross’ on the lines of the one at Medjugorje. My wife Anjean agreed to join me on this trek . As we climbed up at every Station we stopped to pray . Callum kept a white plaque depicting the specific station along the path like Jesus’ walk with his cross to Calvary .

A plaque of one of the stations of the cross

The higher we went , breathing became difficult. The scenery around was beautiful. Twice we crossed river streams . We went focussed on following the path . Somehow we reached the seventh station . Thereafter we lost our way . We were afraid as the slope was slippery . Anjean had difficulty walking . Her knees began troubling her . I felt a bit guilty for convincing her to join me on this trek . So we abandoned the trek onwards and returned carefully . The part down turned out to be easier and faster ,

I was told that at the top of the mountain , Calum installed the Cross . Near it is an alcove in the rocks and one can pray within it .

Ruth receiving the group

Our retreat ended at Craig Cottage on the third day , with a time of Praise and Worship in the Chapel . A big group of several families with children were expected the next day. The evening before we left an American group arrived on horseback .

We counted ourselves fortunate to get a booking at this time. Denise kindly drove us to Dalmally station for our return back to Glasgow .

I hope to come again for the peace and quiet here with the richness of nature around .

Fame n Football

The current trend is to give youth a lot of importance and ignore the sages of old .

Once upon a time there was a young man Timothy who was an ace footballer .

He showed great promise from his school days . He had a mentor called Max.

Now Max nurtured Tim’s progress over a long period . His advice was

‘Practise , Tim and keep fit . Lead a balanced life .’

This was accepted as a rule by the young man .

He grew in stature with his football skills .

As soon as he finished his school he joined a junior academy of a famous club .

When interviewed by sports channels he was asked what his mantra was

“ I follow my mentor’s principle of practise and a balance in life.”

He began to be noticed and soon got selected to play in the senior team .

As time went by , Tim became one of the sharpest and prolific goal scorers .

Accolades poured in.

Soon Tim got recognised by the media and was sought after wherever he went .

His team became victorious .

Celebrations followed.

Very soon he devoted less time to the ‘discipline of a balanced life due to the attractions of the world .

He became slack and overconfident.

One day , Max met him and enquired ,

“Hello Tim , how are you ? Let me know if you need my help anytime .”

“Oh , I’m doing well . I don’t think I need any help or advice from you now.” replied Tim .

This saddened Max .

Tim continued his career in football and also celebrations continued . This was a time for ‘wine , woman and song’ as the saying goes .

Tim earned big money . This he squandered on betting and alcohol.

Gradually his performance on the football field was not as before .

He was dropped from the first team and was shocked by this .

He was so disturbed that he decided to meet Max .

“ Max can you help me find my focus again? I’m unable to perform as before.”

Max asked him a simple question ,”Do you remember the mantra I taught you ?

Are you observing it ?”

Tim hung his head in despair “No , I have ignored those principles”

“Then start over again, and you will see the change happening. To keep your balance you can also pray daily “

Right enough, Tim improved and was back into his first team .

Now he remembered his mentor’s advice of ‘Practise and a balanced life’

The future beckons to youth . Can one ignore the advice of elders . Then fame in football can be handled in a much better way.

Walking in the Light of Life

An Encounter

Have you met the Risen Lord ,
And walked with him ,
Did he speak to you
Did you try to listen

He is our encouragement,
Our strength in troubled times
our source of love and joy
Have you met with him

When I walk with him
And talk and listen
I can share with him
My joys and sorrows

Let us walk with him
Thru the vales and hills
He is the Holy One
Who takes us home

Inspired by :

When you search for Me you will find Me, if you seek Me with all your heart. (Jeremiah 29:13)

Psalm 98a : Sing Yahweh a New Song

Life changing decision

Why am I saying this ?

Work can be very fulfilling when one is motivated and a person can enjoy what work one does .

I disliked the work I did at the early stage of my career . As a result I was not happy.

I absented myself often, taking full advantage of all the leave I had whether it was casual, sick or privilege leave.

This went on for many years . I got transferred to another unit of my organisation and was also given a temporary posting at another. Finally I was given a third transfer where the work was tough and stressful .

At this time, I realised something very important : Who am I serving ? Is it only the boss ? At every unit where I was transferred, the boss had changed .

How do I cope with the different bosses ? Then one day it struck me that there is only one boss for not only my career at work, but for my entire life. This boss is my God who has created the entire universe .

From that day onwards I worked with renewed vigour. I began to enjoy what I was doing and work became fruitful.

Soon the time came to move on, as my company was not doing well and there were serious efforts to downsize by offering ‘VRS’ which is a voluntary retirement scheme. I applied along with many others, but was not released.

At this time, the Lord gave me courage and wisdom to leave . Teaching always appealed to me. Soon I got a job as a lecturer in a college. My work was noticed by my seniors and subsequently I was offered the position of ‘Principal’. With this position and my experience in senior management in the previous job I was offered a job as Senior Manager of a 4 star hotel.

That proved the most successful part of my career. It was a Christian organisation.

With the cooperation of the person I reported to, we recruited many young people, and introduced many changes like the entire computerisation of the booking system, a fire safety project and a licence for the restaurant, besides upgrading the menus.

So in the end it was the realisation of my service to the Lord Jesus that I saw this successful progress. Eventually when I finished my work career, I was called to lead my church community, which was truly the culmination of my service to the Lord !

Render service with enthusiasm, as to the Lord and not to men and women, knowing that whatever good we do, we will receive the same again from the Lord. (Ephesians 6:7,8a )

Less is More

This is the story of the greed for more .

There seems to be a paradox ‘that less is more’; It counters the thought that more is better.

There was a man ,who was doing very well in his business. His name was Adwell .

He started with a small store .

When anyone met him , he greeted them

“Hello Sir , how are you and how can I help you ?”

I was surprised at his courtesy and willingness to show me around.

“Oh , I’m ok , and thanks for your kindness;

I’ll look around and see your range of products on display.”,

Adwell was a ‘jack of all’ trades. He kept a wide range of products.

I asked him , “‘Do you have liqueur chocolates ? “

“ I’m sorry sir , but I do have various other chocolates . The ones filled with almond , caramel , raisin and rum , marzipan and milk chocolate.”

“I’ll try the ones with marzipan.”

“Will you be able to get liqueur chocolates later?”

“Oh yes, I’ll arrange for that” was his response .

So this was his way of doing all he could to increase the variety of products , thus doing his best to please his customers .

His business grew and he diversified to other forms of business .

He hired staff and had branches in other places.

I visited him at the old location and enquired, “Could I meet Adwell ?”

“No sir, he is too busy at a meeting’ .

Adwell obtained licences from the government to get involved with the railways , airports and even real estate .

Now here is what happened.

The greed for more , led to a sudden loss .

Why ? Adwell suffered a serious illness; hypertension and heart related problems.

He was unable to handle his affairs and gradually began losing all he had gained.

He was compelled to slow down. He saw his businesses slipping away as well as his health .

Eventually he was left with what he started.

I met him again and enquired ,

“ How are you, Adwell ?”

“ I’m not keeping well and unable to work like before. I was happier with my small store . I missed meeting my customers.”

Could it be that less is more ?

Sporting Memories of Yore

These can be memorable with, humour , joy on winning or sadness when losing.

In my youth, I remember a variety of games like cricket, hockey, table tennis, and even sticks and stones , marbles gilli danda, and daba dubi .

For a game of hockey , we played on a mud ground. It would be watered to reduce dust flying in the air . We were 5 brothers and some neighbours usually joined us. Captains of the two teams selected players one by one . Then the game would begin and the crescendo of the noise of hockey sticks and shouts of team members’ encouragement would rise . Occasionally there would be disputes regarding goals scored, whether they were offsides ( which was the rule in those days ) or not.

Cricket was another pastime. We used tennis balls rather than the season balls that are used in test and one day cricket .

Team members’ talents varied . Some were good batsmen , or bowlers or fielders . An amusing incident was when my brother was gifted cricket stumps. He would bring it out for us to play a match . If there was an argument about a decision during the game , he would take his stumps and walk away .

Another incident was when batting , I deflected the ball into my home window . I was very upset . With great apprehension I confessed this incident to my mother , but she graciously forgave me . The outcome of this was that the glass panel was replaced by an asbestos sheet to prevent a recurrence.

Another time , a neighbour joined us for a game . He was the wicket keeper. My brother who was batting, swung his bat to hit the ball and unfortunately hit our wicket keeper on the chin . That was the end of the game as he began bleeding.

Table tennis was played on our dining table with a proper net and table tennis balls. I remember my twin brother and I playing matches. If one of us won, then he would be ‘reigning champion’ and avoided playing again in case he loses, despite the other insisting on another game.

Sticks and stones , Gilli Danda and Marbles were games you will rarely see today .

Sticks and stones only required a stick and the use of the stones on the ground.

Gilli Danda required a ‘Gilli’ which was a piece of wood pointed at either end. The gilli had to be struck with a small plank of wood .

With Marbles you could have a variety of games like ‘pops and spans’, and ‘triangles’. These were played with coloured glass marbles. Some marbles were precious to us as they were of opaque glass and beautiful colours. The other marbles were of transparent glass and a typical double ‘S’ at the centre. Singles and doubles were played with ironies ( small iron ball bearings); a pair of small ironies would be thrown into a designated space against a wall and you had to strike one of them with a larger ironie.

Daba Dubi only required a ball made of stuffed cloth or a tennis ball. One had to get the other ‘ out’ by striking him with the ball.

Today I’m an avid follower of football though I never played the game. I have played tennis, table tennis and participated in athletics . The early experiences of playing hockey and table tennis later helped in representing school and college teams, besides athletics.

When and where will I see the rustic games of ‘Sticks n Stones’, ‘Gilli Danda’ and ‘Marbles’ ? These only require home made equipment and acquiring marbles.

Maybe when I go back in time !

Outlook on Exercise

Keep fit and stay healthy

The various types of exercise are interesting. I always liked slow jogging . It’s benefits are excellent. Most importantly is the VO2 level , which measures the ideal Oxygen level needed for the body . Over a period of time , a person develops stamina and can even participate in long distance races .

However , I was introduced to the fitness world of the gym. It was something I avoided as compared to running .

My son , who is a fitness enthusiast, encouraged me to start this form of exercise. The benefit here is developing all parts of the body….:whereas running may not, specially the upper body. Besides, one can also run in the winter months , when it is too cold to do any road running.

For all ages , being fit gives one a positive attitude and good self esteem . Young people love to develop their bodies . Why not , this gives them good looks to impress others or just happy to improve their physique. Elders need to keep fit as a matter of precaution, specially the leg muscles . At an older age , falls can be avoidable . The middle age group need to exercise to escape the desk routine. For that matter even young people need exercise as a lot of time is spent at the computer .

These are some of the types of exercise. There are many more , like swimming , cycling and other sports .

My love for tennis and running is the most funway of exercising. It is relaxing and refreshing. Many may differ on this. Even then let’s remember that keeping fit through any exercise will contribute to good health as long as you enjoy it. Do you agree?

Who Cares

I see sparrows , robins and pigeons visiting my feeder . I replenish the food when it gets empty .

The sparrows are quite aggressive towards the robins . The sparrow does not allow the robin near while feeding and forces the robin to fly away .

The pigeon by virtue of its size, does not bother about this . It feeds well and can consume all the grain if left in a tray .

I wonder what happens if I do not replenish the feeder.

The birds may go to the neighbour’s feeder. However it is possible that feeder is empty .

So where do these birds go and who feeds them ?

Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? (Matthew 6: 26)

Do you worry about your needs of finance to pay bills and buy provisions for food on the table ?

“Strive first for the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. So do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring worries of its own. Today’s trouble is enough for today.”(Matthew 6:33,34)

The Lord is a great ‘Provider’ . Trust him with all your heart and he will never fail .

He cares for you and me.

Do you Perceive

It’s in details that a lot is discovered .

How does one understand this ?

I was not too interested in details : It’s only when doing sugar craft flowers that this aspect became important .

Each flower has so much to see and carve. Just imagine how God has created so much beauty and variety . Just visit the hills in summer and see the wild flowers . I won’t even know the various names , to the extent of the range of diversity .

Artists are good at perception . They look at details around them in nature and human beings too . They can bring out the character of a person so well . Every detail of expression of the face is brought out in the drawing or painting .

Authors do this in words which give a picture in the mind of the reader. I think this can be more detailed . The reader actually sees the person featured in his mind .

However will it be the same for every reader of the same lines written by the author .

That’s debatable . It all depends on how much is written by the author and likewise perceived by the reader .