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Edward, it's grand to see you in The Guardian. I actually think that my 1950's barefoot summers might have been totally free of boredom. Lots of card playing with friends, reading, drawing, doll-playing with friends ... actually sewing the doll's clothes from various scraps. Having lots of time to run around with the family beagle. And then, with tennis shoes on, bike riding, tree climbing. Helping my mom bake cookies and cakes. Oh, memories.
Forgive me for not going through the required registration over at The Guardian. xo
Dear Frances - I wouldn't expect anyone to go through the registration process, especially not to comment. Childhood was so much simpler before the advent of 24/7 TV, computer games, social networking etc. As I said, it was, if not a golden age, then a silver-plated one.
I am a Australian blogger living in Los Angeles. LOVED your op-ed on boredom. I posted it on my blog- actually it left me wishing I'd written it. I've been looking for bloggers who I'd like to link to. If you're interested in possibly linking back to mine, feel free to give it a look- a mixture of satire, political comment, self-development and other nonsense. Find it at www.marcadengray.com
Yours,
Marc Aden Gray
Great article, absolutely spot on.
Very much share the same parenting aptitude you have.
Our catch-phrase in the house is that "there is no such thing as boredom".
LCM x
Nice work. I grew up with computer/video games but still had enough boredom left over to force me outside or into being imaginative with what's to hand. Definitely agree with the point on ensuring adequate provisions, too.
Brilliant article. My mum used to say 'boredom's the mother of invention' if we moaned about havinf nothing to do during the summer holidays.
Our favourite game was using old blankets and broom handles to make a tent in the back garden - I suggested this to my children once and they looked at me pityingly. (Well they were 17 at the time ...)
Oh, Edward - I tried to comment, but it now seems to say "comments closed", so I'll do it hear. Excellent piece which resonates with that familiar nail-on-the-head quality of all your writing. (Although I did notice there were slightly fewer swear words.) My best friend at school's mother was French, and every time anyone said the word 'bored', she would unfailingly point out that in French, to be bored is a reflexive verb - ie 'one bores oneself' with the unspoken implication that it wasn't anyone else's job to do something about it.
Crikey, did I really type 'hear'? How illiterate of me. My only excuse is being distracted by my bored child preparing to be extracted from his PS3 game.
Thanks everyone. Marc, this blog is currently dormant so thanks, but I'll happily link anyway.
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