For Mum…

I wrote this some time ago before the future became the present, and soon-to-be past. In the next few days, my own mother will pass. I always wanted to write about her and the life that she had lived. In the end, the only things I have written are in note form. When she dies... Continue Reading →

A Stage To Cough Upon…

There is a formula in mathematics that enables the enquirer to ascertain the rate of change of a thing. The thing in question can be anything. The thing could be perhaps a chemical compound, momentum, traffic lights and air traffic controls. These things are important even if we never really think about them or take... Continue Reading →

Normalcy…

People are using ‘normalcy’ these days. I don’t like it but accept that language changes over time as behaviour also does.  Life can be separated into the time that we are awake and the time that we are asleep. Trapped in our home, we are finding that sleep is becoming more prevalent. The days are... Continue Reading →

The Great Hall and Everything…

If my room offered a covering of darkness, the corridor was a block of it. As had become the norm, there were no comforting snores or reassuring farts, no mumbled half-remembered lines from the subconscious of sleeping minds. There was just the certainty of the silence which had probably always been there, plus the drumming... Continue Reading →

Dog Eat Dog…

Pathetic fallacy is when a writer aligns the weather with the human scenario. A storm brings anger and lightening a crisis.  At the start of the dread Corona virus, the weather changed from rain to sunshine. Something beyond us has a dark sense of humour. The winter was awash with the brown flow of flooding; houses... Continue Reading →

In Search of Wisdom…

Just how far does one have to travel up one’s own arse before you forget that there is a world out there? It’s a question that has perplexed scholars and philosophers for thousands of years. Yet, should it be of any real concern to any of us who choose to live in the anal address? ... Continue Reading →

Digging Up History…

My middle daughter has a real interest in history. She had a talent for it and a hunger that doesn’t look as if it will be satisfied anytime soon. We have taken her on a university visit and she seems to be angling towards history with archaeology. I understand. I love digging up the past... Continue Reading →

Everything pales…

The important thing about comets is that they chase away the futility of anxiety. My own dark clouds had spent a week over me but had been blown away when I returned to teach the very Year 9 group that precipitated their arrival. I planned a fuck-it lesson which involved reading. There are certain stories... Continue Reading →

Recycling Old Selves…

So, after becoming a benign cast member of The Walking Dead, I was a happy soul if one considers happiness to be born out of indifference. Actually, that’s not fully correct. One could never be carefree or indifferent if one lived opposite a neighbour whose right wing views, privileged past, and belief in men having... Continue Reading →

Loose Ends and Everything…

Since thinking about the theory, there has been no smell of roast lamb in the morning. Whatever was the cause of the original smell had probably got a ‘wiff’ of what I was intending to do. Getting up from sleep was no longer an operation in subterfuge. Subterfuge:  Deceit used in order to get one’s goals;... Continue Reading →

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