…in spite of having been on a two week holiday, I think I’ve written more in the last five weeks than (certainly) the five weeks at the end of 2025.
This is excellent news for me as I had resolved to raise my writing game this year and increase my output. So far, so good. … More So Far, So Good
One of the best things about a holiday is the free pass it gives to enjoy more than the usual amount of reading time without the pressure of clock-watching. … More Holiday reads
Regardless of what’s happening in the shallows or on the sand, those waves keep on coming. They’re regular and they’re relentless. There is no ‘off’ switch… this morning as I observed all this, I contemplated how life is much the same. Some people throw themselves into everything it brings; others hover on the edges unwilling to commit to being ‘all in’. … More Summer Holiday in January
‘Traditions serves as an avenue for creating lasting memories for our families and friends.’ Which family traditions will you enjoy this Christmas? … More Seasonal Traditions (it’s nearly Christmas)
‘…the light that darkness cannot handle’ John 1:5 (contemporary interpretation) It’s said that writers paint pictures with their words. So then, it must be true that painters give us poetry and prose with their colours. Oils, watercolours, pastels, chalk, charcoal etc – all the mediums within the reach of artists work themselves out on canvas … More Conveying Light into a Dark World
‘Who,’ you may be asking, ‘gets married in the UK in November?’
That, I have to own, would be us back in 1987. It was cold and it was gloomy but we didn’t care. … More Anniversary celebrations
Created by Charles M Schulz in the 1950s and first appearing as Lil Folks, this famous cartoon cast of children’s characters wrestled with very adult problems while bringing their innocent perspective to the world. Their questions about identity and their never ending angst about the world still resonate with us and are as winsome as ever.
‘There was a young man of Herne Bay who was making some fireworks one day; but he dropped his cigar in the gunpowder jar. There was a young man from Herne Bay.’ Ogden Nash For the last few years, I’ve been south of the equator during November. Consequently the big build up to Christmas, including … More Remember, Remember…
It was at that moment that the sky fell in. Not literally, I was relieved to discover. The gap was not a gap at all but a clear glass door without frosting, etching, label or notice, off which I ricocheted with impressive ‘bounce’. … More A Bang on the Head
‘You are the music While the music lasts.’ TS Eliot from Four Quartets 3; The Dry Salvages As I’ve wrapped my head around the usual glut of admin which always awaits me on return from travel, I’ve also picked up a 2026 diary. ‘A little early,’ I hear you say; but there’s so much information … More Time Ticks On…
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