Jumbled and Rambling

Hello again.

I am all at sixes and sevens. My thinking mechanism is jumbled lately and no matter what I do, I can’t unjumble it.

Is there such a word as “unjumble”?

That word reminds me of the name of a character in the movie “The Flame Trees of Thika” starring Hayley Mills, he was called “NJUMBO” – pronounced just like it’s spelled. I loved that movie, saw it at least 3 times, maybe 4. I thought it was the best thing Hayley Mills ever did. It almost made me want to move to Africa… but not quite.

Another movie I loved was “The Jewel in the Crown” – I’ve watched that one at least 3 times, as well, and whenever I do, I get the urge to move to India.

Another movie that took me away was “A Town Like Alice.” Alice Springs is a small town in Australia, deep in the interior of that country. The video I’ve linked to here is a version of it that I’ve recently acquired, made in 1956 and starring Virginia McKenna (you may remember her in the outstanding movie called “Ring of Bright Water.” )

After watching the version of A Town Like Alice starring Bryan Brown and Helen Morse (a more modern version than the one linked above) I definitely wanted to move to central Australia!

I’ve seen “Ring of Bright Water” many times, also, and at the end of each viewing, I want to pack up and move to a tiny cottage on the coast of Scotland, far away from all humanity with only an otter for company, like “Madge.”

Movies do this to me. I think if I were to be psychoanalyzed, I would learn that deep down I am not happy with my life and am very susceptible to suggestions of change. I am intrigued by the rest of the world. Until I married Paul, I’d never been out of this country but once, and that is a whole ‘nuther can o’ worms story… and when we flew to England on our honeymoon in 1986, the world just seemed to open up to me. I’d dreamed of England most of my life. Little did I know that my ancestors all came from there. I didn’t know that until years after we’d visited the UK when I looked up my family tree online and was able to trace my family back thru both maternal and paternal sides to the 1500s in England and especially Yorkshire. I knew I had been drawn to that place but I’d never known why. Now I know.

This is rambling. My brain has been rambling lately and I can’t seem to unramble it.

Is there such a word as “unramble?”

Oh never mind. I’m getting up. Been in this chair too long. Need to let dogs out into the August sunshine. And such an August day it is… cool and sunny. This almost never happens. I think the World is a-changin’ – the Times They Are A-Changin’ too.

Come gather ’round people

Wherever you roam

And admit that the waters

Around you have grown

And accept it that soon

You’ll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you is worth savin’

Then you better start swimmin’ or you’ll sink like a stone

For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics

Who prophesize with your pen

And keep your eyes wide

The chance won’t come again

And don’t speak too soon

For the wheel’s still in spin

And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’

And the loser now will be later to win

For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen

Please heed the call

Don’t stand in the doorway

Don’t block up the hall

For he that gets hurt

Will be he who has stalled

There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’

It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls

For the times they are a-changin’

Come mothers and fathers

Throughout the land

And don’t criticize

What you can’t understand

Your sons and your daughters

Are beyond your command

Your old road is rapidly agin’

Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand

For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn

The curse it is cast

The slow one now

Will later be fast

As the present now

Will later be past

The order is rapidly fadin’

And the first one now will later be last

For the times they are a-changin’

Can you believe Mr. Bob Dylan is still making music? Oh yeah…



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10 Responses to Jumbled and Rambling

  1. Bex says:

    Eric, the movie Flame Trees of Thika is so good you won’t believe you’ve missed it all these years. Just the music alone is worth the few dollars it would cost to buy it. The scenery is some of the most spectacular in all movie-dom, and the acting is superb… the little girl who tells the story, Elspeth Huxley, is a real person and this movie is her story of her life in Africa with her parents. You will want to watch it more than just once, too. In fact, I may go hunting up my copy of it today because now that I’ve been talking about it, I want to see it yet AGAIN!

    And TT – if I were a doctor-going person, I would probably do as you say, and have my thyroid tested, but I am not. I don’t have a doctor, I don’t see doctors, and I don’t want to have anything to do with them. When I said my mind was jumbled and rambling, I really didn’t mean it in a physical way but it’s just that I have so many topics of interest and curiosity lately that I can’t seem to keep them all organized – I have many books I’m reading, people I’ve been meeting (and hosting for supper!), news I want to catch up on, British shows to see that I keep buying – and never enough time for it all. Now I’ve rejoined Facebook, that takes up even more of my time, so I guess it’s more a time management problem than a thyroid problem.


  2. TopsyTurvy says:

    Bex, I’m going to suggest that you go to the doctor and have your thyroid hormones checked. One of my strongest signs of my thyroid being off was that my thoughts were constantly scattered.

    Have the doctor do a Quantative check on your TSH, FreeT3, and FreeT4. And don’t let them just tell you your numbers came back “normal”, ask them for the exact numbers.

    Right now, “normal” for TSH is considered to be as high as 3 but I find my thinking is still scattered until my level gets below 1.5. (True normal is 1.0.)

    Please make sure you have this checked. If your TSH is getting low it can start your heart beating irregularly.


  3. Eric Mayer says:

    Well Bob Dylan might as well keep singing that same song because when you come down to it the times haven’t changed much and the politicians are worse than ever. Big disappointment to a lot of us. I’d love to at least see a glimmer of hope on the horizon again before I go.

    I never saw The Flame Trees of Thicka but I had a real crush on Hayley Mills around the time she was in The Parent Trap. Two of her were almost more than a young boy could bear!


  4. Bex,

    I’m going to have to watch some of these movies. I have never heard of them. I need good movies to watch. So much silliness out there.

    My folks are also from England on my father’s side. I’m drawn to Switzerland …..is that because Shirley Temple stole my heart?


  5. Bonnie says:

    One of my favorite PBS shows is Doc Martin, shot in England on the coast somewhere. I just forgot the name of the town. Looked it up, Port Isaac, Cornwall. Oh how I’d like to visit there.

    Only place out of the country I’ve been was a mission trip just over the border into Mexico. No desire to go back I’m afraid.


  6. Several years ago my book club chose the Flame Trees of Thika. I recall rolling my eyes. I ordered a used book from Amazon and received a battered, ancient copy, which I loved. It ended up being one of my favorite books. After I read the book, I saw the movie and enjoyed it, too.


  7. l'empress says:

    I never saw “A Town Like Alice,” but I did read the book and loved it. Y’know, I have been doing that all my life — just reading the books. Usually I don’t like the films; I’m glad this one turned out well.


  8. Sandy Freel says:

    A fun read today as always


  9. Bex says:

    That IS encouraging Maggie! Thank you. I may just stay jumbled and rambling… not that I have much say in the matter!

    Did you enjoy Dylan’s youthful rendition of his song?


  10. Well Bex, I enjoy your jumbles and rambles, and am not anxious that you get unjumbled or unrambled!


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