Wedding Speech

I have just finished writing a wedding speech for an old friend. It is the father's speech and I have spent a number of hours doing it. It is an honour and a privilege to be asked to pen such a thing. It is also a great responsibility that can prompt procrastination. I have been... Continue Reading →

When Is A Walk Not A Walk?

The weather is looking up and so are the heads of a number of the pious who wish to show devotion to their God. Some people will be taking a quick jaunt around the village before coming back to the parish church to thank the Lord for his resurrection. Others will be on the road... Continue Reading →

Life In Cars Frenchy

The photograph is like my memory, rather vague and unfocused. At some point my first car let me down. It may have been something and nothing but, as I was enjoying a relatively good wage, I thought I would treat myself to this little number.   I called her Claudette. She was straightforward, confusing, quirky... Continue Reading →

On Not Smelling Right

My early schooling was spoilt by the fact that I found it almost impossible to learn to read. My friends were running through the programme as if it was a ride in the park. They were fast readers, accomplished learners who never had to endure the torture of actually learning something from scratch. Me? I... Continue Reading →

I Wanna Be Yours

I wanna be your vacuum cleanerBreathing in your dustI wanna be your Ford CortinaI will never rustIf you like your coffee hotLet me be your coffee potYou call the shotsI wanna be yours I wanna be your raincoatFor those frequent rainy daysI wanna be your dreamboatWhen you want to sail awayLet me be your teddy... Continue Reading →

Still. A.R. Ammons

I said I will find what is lowly and put the roots of my identity down there: each day I’ll wake up and find the lowly nearby, a handy focus and reminder, a ready measure of my significance, the voice by which I would be heard, the wills, the kinds of selfishness I could freely... Continue Reading →

Ode To Spring. R. Burns

WHEN maukin bucks, at early fucks,In dewy glens are seen, Sir;And birds, on boughs, take off their mows,Amang the leaves sae green, Sir;Latona’s sun looks liquorish onDame Nature’s grand impetus,Till his pego rise, then westward fliesTo roger Madame Thetis. Yon wandering rill that marks the hill,And glances o'er the brae, Sir,Slides by a bower where... Continue Reading →

When To Start Living

How to Win Friends and Influence Peoplelanded on my desk one day accompanied by a knowing smile. My snort of derision soon chased off my would-be benefactor’s sunny disposition, but I took the tome in the way that it was intended. I still have it on my bookcase even though not one page of it... Continue Reading →

Just Fooling

Some historians believe the April Fools' customs began in France, although no one knows for sure. It may stem from a calendar change in 16th century France -- the moving ofthe New Year from April 1 to January 1 when the Gregorian calendar was adopted. Those who chose to continue celebrating April 1st were called... Continue Reading →

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