Tuesday, 7 August 2012

The Secret to Happiness

Would seven prove to be too much? is the prompt for the latest 100 Word Challenge. It's a question that's been bugging me this summer as I toil to thrill the nation's frogs:

Men derive happiness from washing dishes, reveals one report. 
Women, says another, achieve it through being women. They are healthier, better educated and less often murdered. And, naturally, they enjoy a blissful routine of dirty dishes. 
Different research claims rose-tinted spectacles are an essential ingredient of bliss. 

These studies omit one crucial truth. The secret to happiness is digging. Whenever I need a boost, I hack out a pond. The vicarage lawn is vanishing beneath my pickaxe. 
During the relentless school holidays I feel my serenity teetering. I know, before August is out, I'll be assaulting the London clay. But would seven prove to be too much?


The first of many...



21 comments:

  1. Haha you are right, the secret to happiness is digging! I hope you excavations result in much joy...and don't prove to be too much!

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    1. So glad you've discovered this too. My tally so far is three ponds and a stream, but I have plans...!

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  2. Wow - very impressed with the trench you've dug!I'll bet you get lots of exercise, not to mention off load a heap of stress with that pick axe, and digging

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    1. Took me weeks, that did. That was two years ago. Now it's full of newts and tadpoles and I've dug several more!

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  3. Unfortunately my secret to happiness is pizza - and seven is definitley too much! Maybe if I had a garden...

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    1. You are funny! Seven is definitely too much happiness in your case!

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  4. I'm with midlife - pizza over ponds. Although my secret to happiness is a slab of Cadbury's Dairy Milk and seven doesn't even touch the edge!

    Great effort with the digging though - would love to see pic of the completed ponds.

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    1. Oh, I should have put one on. You can see that hole two years on in this post http://adventuresofamiddle-agedmatron.blogspot.co.uk/2012/06/courting-controversy.html. I'm with you with the Cadbury's Dairy Milk!

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  5. A pond? I find solace in a hot bath and gin....

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  6. Naturally I derive intense pleasure from those too. But they lack the cathartic violence of pick-axeing.

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  7. Digging! Our dog must have been positively euphoric then. Enjoyed this original take on the prompt.

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  8. Digging! Our dog must have been positively euphoric then. Enjoyed this original take on the prompt.

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    1. Not just any old digging. Gotta be a pond at the end of it!

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  9. Maybe the next step is to redesign and re-route your waterworks! Love the way you move from those silly advice-column abstractions to nice solid clay - I think that progression is what makes this piece work.

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    1. So glad you think it works. I'm ever doubting. Perhaps I could dig a new stream to my next pond!

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  10. The secret to inner peace is getting our hands in the soil, but digging my lead instead to pain!

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    1. It does. My back hasn't been right since the first pond.

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