At the very least, no meat is consumed. Only fish is allowed.
Don't get me wrong. I like fish. Even though I honestly do not see a rational distinction between fish and meat. If one shouldn't eat meat, I don't really see why one should eat fish. Poor fish! It's a bad day for them today! :)
Speaking of fish, I always wanted to keep an aquarium with two goldfish inside. I don't anymore. The last attempt wasn't very succesful. Especially for the fish. I simply cannot seem to control how much food I give them. And goldfish have grown an annoying tendency of dying on me. So I haven't pursued my aquarium dream anymore.
This morning I woke up nice and early, knowing that I had very little to do. So I put on my oldest track suit and my running shoes, put an excited Milly on a leash and went out for a walk. I live at 'Bahrija' which is an extremely small village on the limits of Rabat, Northern Malta. This place is a heaven on earth. It is literally found in the middle of a vast stretch of farm land. Rubble walls and old roads link this place to the 'normal' world. I really feel that living here is one big holiday. It doesn't really feel like a home...it feels more like a retreat. Which is just as well, since I do not spend much time here.
Milly loves the countryside. She goes mad as soon as her tiny paws set foot outside. I don't let her off the leash. I really worry that something could happen to her so I don't take risks. My walk took almost two hours. I really try to cleanse my mind during these outings. It is the only time I am able to think properly.
My thoughts today go to the British soldiers killed in Basra. Joanna Dyer, Ella Dlugosz, Kris O'Neill and Adam James Smith died because of the war. The futility of their deaths makes me sad. One photo shown around the world was that of Kris holding his baby son. It is so unfair on the little child. His father died whilst serving his country. But this child will remain fatherless for the rest of his life. Moments like this show the real cruelty of war. War should be the last resort, not the first option. I think many have realised that by now.
I arrive at home and immediately go to the kitchen. Two lovely fishes are staring at me from the kitchen table. It surely is a tale of two fishes today. So let's make the most of it!
Happy Easter to you all! Speak to you again tomorrow.