A quick post to wish all my friends and followers the compliments of the season – or as one of my old work colleagues used to say, “The condiments of the seasoning” 😅 I wish you all a wonderful time 😎👍
Now it’s time to kick the tyres and get on the road to do some last minute Christmas Deliveries…
Back in the middle of October I wrote about my low mental state. I shut down a lot of my activities. In the two months since, I’ve been trying to find my feet again. It takes time and I still haven’t begun regular gaming posts. I could certainly write about Truck Simulator because there has been a lot going on but I’ve been in a bit of a ‘Writers Block’ territory. I hope to break that block this weekend with a post about the new Texas DLC – we’ll see.
With the exception of Truck Simulator, I’m still trying to find my way back into the games I was writing about and it may well be that some of them will not resurface. I haven’t played Farming Sim since the beginning of October. I know that I will return to the game but it will probably be on a different map and, if I post about it, there won’t be a story series unlike the last.
The hunting games – Their own worst enemy? Suddenly we have two that have great merit. I want to continue writing about them both but I doubt I will be able to do that so I will need to choose one. That will probably be Way of the Hunter. But updates are, again, reliant on me finding my way back into the game.
Photography posts – not been doing anything like the amount of photography that I would like. I enjoy taking part in some of the photo challenges but I’d rather use shots that were taken recently and I don’t like re-using shots that I’ve published before – so there’s a bit of a bottle neck forming here.
A bright light alongside the possibility of a truck sim post is rediscovering Crusader Kings III. When I last played, the game was very new and I think it showed in the manner of its playing. A year away and I’ve found it a more amenable place to play. After trying a quick run-through of the tutorial, I’ve been playing as a count in southern France. It has been a relaxing and refreshing experience – something that I hope I will write about soon.
I hadn’t realised that this would still be dragging on two months hence. However, I think the last paragraph speaks of progress. I’d like to thank my regular visitors for their patience and support.
It’s funny how a telephone chat about a long dead leader of a group of people suddenly happens on Halloween. I stumbled into that conversation between Epi and her sister, while I was preparing to cook dinner tonight. This may be a night of ghosties, ghoulies and long-legged beasties but some spirits do not die and the spirit of Mbuya Nehenda is definitely one of those.
I learned about this Lady when I visited Zimbabwe with Epi for the first time just after we were married. Mbuya Nehenda is a hero of the fight for independence from the British, especially within the Shona Tribe. I heard some the stories of her creeping through the bush to ambush unwary British soldiers, carrying out the killings she felt were necessary to end colonial rule. We Europeans might wish to denigrate her actions but, considering the underhand way that the British acted towards Chief Lobengula of the Northern Shona People, I now understand the anger that finally fomented into the war known as the First Chimurenga.
A thing we need to understand is that Nehenda is a spiritual medium and, as such, commands more than the respect that a normal former leader might garner. For her people, especially in the Mazoe area, she is there with them – always.
Now, Zimbabwe wants her skull back from the British – apparently it was taken away when she and Sekuru Kaguvi were executed for their actions as ‘revolutionaries’. And thereby hangs a problem – The British seem to have lost track of where it is 😦 Although some suspicion falls on the British Museum, it seems likely to me that the Natural History Museum may actually hold her remains and, given some of their cataloguing issues that have been highlighted over the years, we may need a lucky find by a Palaeontologist to discover in which vault that skull now rests.
I fervently hope it is found very promptly so that she may be returned to her people. This is Halloween and maybe she is calling once more to be taken home…
Images from Finchley 