Turn Your Frown Upside-Down…Nah!

“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something – your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. “ Steve Jobs    Trust is a big bet. It’s a wager on a person... Continue Reading →

He Has Risen…

It’s been an interesting Easter. No, not my Jesus complex again, just a number of coincidences that play with my newfound belief that nothing it foretold and that fate is a fallacy for fools. The first thing that happened was an email from a very old friend who I haven’t seen in many years. This... Continue Reading →

Falling Off The Peak…

I have been putting it off for three months. The winter was my excuse. When it wasn't freezing, snowing, or icy, it was something else. The real reason was that I had fallen out of fitness and added an extra stone. With these two combined, I knew that I would struggle on the bike. My... Continue Reading →

The One-Hundred-Year-Old Man…

Little blue books are becoming a thing with me. It could be a newly-found addiction. Next week I will try something that is already read. I read this book a while ago. No, that's not quite right. I started reading this book a while ago and finished it sometime later. My book reading is strange... Continue Reading →

Not Today Again…

Right on schedule. Today has arrived and I have sort of arrived with it.  I was ill yesterday and spent the afternoon, and all the night, in bed. However, no matter how much I slept, I still woke up to today. And today is like yesterday. And yesterday was like today. If you have been... Continue Reading →

Hold Your Breath…

A busy weekend that started with a carpeted church, moved on to an orchestra rehearsal, before finally finishing with a full day in the pool. The pool was the public one and into this, on a freezing Sunday morning, the collective youth of Yorkshire were plunged. Let's get this straight, this is not a mass baptism;... Continue Reading →

Thunderbirds Have Gone…

During the course of the evening, when I wasn't dozing or inducing a medical coma, we read whatever literature was to hand. We browsed through the programme notes at least fifteen times before being tempted into the hymn books that sat confidently before us. 

Call me Fluffy…

He rode into town again. The wind was herding the detritus in from the wilderness and he turned-up, no horse, no saddle and no name; again. He had been a long time in the badlands and they had taken their toll. Whoever he had been before that, he now did not know. He had once... Continue Reading →

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