Memories…
A post this week inspired by an email I received from someone I have never met… I am a nostalgic type and becoming ever more so, which I suspect is quite normal and just a factor of age. I have great affection for my… Read More »Memories…
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Doctor Dominic Holland, no less…
I begin with an exchange I had this morning walking my dog, to demonstrate the importance of language and to frame the subject of this blog. Tess (my dog) and I are in the park. It is baking hot and neither of us are very… Read More »Doctor Dominic Holland, no less…
Half a grapefruit anyone?
All those years ago when I first presented my young boys with a half a grapefruit each for breakfast, I had no idea where it might lead. They were rejected of course, the grapefruits, I mean. Tom, Sam and Harry basically downed spoons. Too bitter.… Read More »Half a grapefruit anyone?
For the love of art…
This is a post about people we admire. A post I have been looking forward to writing all year. And timely, too – six months on from my first post of the year – writing about The Lunch Bowl Network in Kenya. Arguably my… Read More »For the love of art…
Not again!
This is an odd featured image but there is a good reason for it and which I will get to shortly. Because it has happened again. I received another email from Google explaining in google-speak that I have infringed their rules and that my Google… Read More »Not again!
A nod to the past…
Just to say that this week’s post has taken more effort than any other of its hundreds of predecessors 1000’s of blogs I have written, the reason for which will become clear. Because it drew such a large reaction last week, I thought to continue… Read More »A nod to the past…
My mission impossible…
How’s your reading? A silly question perhaps, given that you’re reading this. Therefore, I presume your reading is fine or at least, good enough to read my stuff. By reading, what I mean is, how is your reading out loud? Because it turns out that… Read More »My mission impossible…
A post for a new decade…
There is only one way to begin this post, so here goes; a VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR and NEW DECADE to you all! There is definitely a cut off for such cursory wishes. Not an official date but just a feeling that we all seem to discern at roughly the same time; perhaps when we reason that this year is much like the last. I hope then that this post and my well-wishes has arrived in time?
New Years Reading…
Practise makes perfect – or so the adage goes.
‘Perfect’ being relative of course and depending on myriad factors including ability and talents. The awkward upshot of this being that some people’s ‘perfect’ is better than others. More perfect, I suppose. Which is awkward but a fact of life and why we venerate certain people and not everyone.Golf is a useful way to contextualise this. The hardest game of all – and famously associated with a quote…“the harder I practise, the luckier I get.”
New York, New York…
A poignant week for me just gone with my youngest celebrating his 15th birthday. Blimey and who knew? Nothing particularly revelatory at how Paddy’s life has flashed by – which of course applies to my life also (and yours) and perhaps then time to reflect and take stock on all things in my life.