"You should take a long look at yourself in the mirror," anybody could have said. It could be a case of: not completely liking what you see, liking it a little to much, or not even recognising that the thing in front of you is actually you. There are times when I look deeply into... Continue Reading →
With temperatures across the UK set to rise above relative freezing point (well, 25 degrees), the people of the Fur Nation are preparing themselves for an onslaught of irritatingly decent weather. The winter has lasted as long as anything anyone can remember; it not just came, but it settled in, put its frozen feet up,... Continue Reading →
Kids can be scary. Pol Pot knew that and so do many terrorist organisations. They have not yet reached the age of consequences, where their deeds have repercussions; some probably never will. They are pack animals moving in agreed conventions of hierarchy. Permanent teachers are part of the pack even if they don’t know it.... Continue Reading →
It's nice to come home to the blog at the end of a working day. It's good to sit down and see what has been going on. It's wonderful to enter a world of imagination and self-reflection. Oh, my lord, I sound like a tree-hugger. Just got back in from work where I have wrestled... Continue Reading →
Yet there was something else that Durham had that was unquantifiable; it was the 'love of learning'. And what best exemplified that was the study of Archaeology; the study of the past for the sake of discovery, for the sake of learning something new.
When looking back, he thought it odd that at some earlier time he had believed his actions to be self-directed. Now, with the blank pages leading towards a conclusion, he studied the chapters, the paragraphs, the sentences, his choice ( his?) of words, even the punctuation that had always seemed to be such a random... Continue Reading →