Dandelion Mind is the name given to Bill Bailey's concert tour which I saw with my husband last week. For those who haven't heard of him, Bill is a comedian who also sings and plays instruments. I had only really seen him on TV quiz shows so I didn't know what to expect but suffice to say we had a really entertaining night. He played various musical instruments including the Sitar and horns and he was funny without being smutty.
He was singing a parody of whimsical songs and one line of the song was, "I've got a dandelion mind and a gossamer brain." I started thinking of my mind like that and all my thoughts as the seeds going off in different directions as I think of a hundred different ideas at the same time. I can watch TV and read or work on the computer and hold a conversation at the same time. When food shopping I am thinking of breakfasts, lunch and dinners for each day and what veg would go with what meat, or do I have to buy a birthday card and will I buy another book today. I think it's the same for all women with families and this is why food shopping is so draining and we always need to eat chocolate before going home and unpacking it all.
A man goes food shopping, buys all the things he likes and comes home without the ingredients for a square meal and no toilet paper. They really can't help it, they're not programmed the same as woman and do not have a dandelion mind, and can only concentrate on one thing at a time.
Since I have started this blog my dandelion mind has had more seeds scattering than ever before. I'm thinking of what I can write while doing the laundry, cooking or any other boring household chores. I even wake up in the middle of the night with an idea. Life is more interesting going off at tangents instead of thinking and doing one thing at a time.
Gossamer is a word used to describe a fine delicate piece of material, a spider's web glistening in the morning dew, strands of angel's hair so fine it slips through your fingers. No one would want to use it to describe their brain, but I'm here to tell you that gossamer brain does exist.
It occurs at two completely different times in a woman's life. The first is often called " baby brain" and anyone who's ever been pregnant no matter how long ago knows exactly what I speak off. During pregnancy the mind just refuses to retain information, five minutes after someone says something it has fallen through the fragile strands of the gossamer brain and is lost forever. Car keys and house keys can never be located as the brain refuses to remember their location. Thankfully this usually only lasts until a few months after the baby is born, and then the dandelion mind takes over and is able to multi- task again.
Our gossamer brain arrives back with a bang during and after the menopause. This is when we start putting the salt in the fridge and the butter in the oven. We go upstairs for something and when we get to the top the reason for climbing up all those stairs with our dodgy hips has slipped through the delicate and unreliable gossamer brain. Why does this happen? Have we overused our brains? Have they just had enough and given up? Or maybe just putting their feet up and resting awhile.
We are told in various newspaper reports that tests show if we do puzzles like suduko we are less like to develop alzheimers or dementia which is probably good advice but I've tried and I can't for the life of me play sudoku. I play scrabble and other games online so surely that must count as I am using my brain, but then again maybe it's the wrong part.
Now I have become a grandmother my priority is to stay fit in mind and body, to be there for my granddaughter and any more grandchildren I may have in the future. I'll keep playing scrabble and writing my blog hoping that it keeps my brain active and wards off any decay. I'm proud to have a dandelion mind as that proves it's a working one, but you can keep the gossamer brain and the suduko because, as my mother-in-law Mary was well known for saying, "I'm not interested!"