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  • Dotty about Roses

    Dotty about Roses

    I am reading Charlie and the chocolate factory to elder at the moment. And here is my golden ticket… And as you can see, there were a few more than five tickets available… Fair to say a very popular show at the Cheltenham literary festival this week. All to hear this lady, Cath Kidston. Fascinating…

  • I’m with you, Groucho

    When did you last sit down and read a book? I have to admit that, having formerly been a complete bookworm, I have been absolutely rubbish over the last few years. I could blame it on parentage of course, that really, it’s down to my scatter brain approach to life these days I think. I…

  • Tardis

    My life is like a tardis The Inside bigger than the out Small movements you see Are massive to me My thoughts fill the space that I can’t Time is at a different pace My speedometer is set rather low But someone refrained From telling my brain So everything Comes out too slow Ideas thoughts…

  • Retread

    I’ve just been retreading last years posts…my, I witter don’t I? But, in amongst the banter there are memories, sweet and sour. And that’s why I started this blog. As an insurance against oblivion, a way of letting the boys know who I was/am. It may sound maudlin but I’m an ex goth, the baroque…

  • The mystic one

    Flow Swans glide on sheet water Skaters swing past smooth as glass Friction. What’s that? Oh yes. I remember. Flow. That’s my nirvana. To lose myself in the task. To shake off dead weight thoughts And float. Calm and soft. Dousing could work. Of a sort. Feel my way, listen hard. Tremors are, after all,…