on being counted

ok, how are we all today? the last day of 2016, a strange and momentous year in so many ways. I am mulling over the implications of the macro political and economic shifts, really I am, but lets face it, that’s a bit too high brow for my normal posts isn’t it? But I have…

Cask

wine improves with age…that’s what we are led to believe. I find it’s lure is disappating tbh. I’m looking at the foothills of low to zero alcohol intake with a sense of adventure and, dare I say it, anticipation. Parkinsons and wine are not easy bedfellows. To a certain degree, teetotalism is an anathema to…

Clarity

  Clarity is rare. Most of the time we are distracted by day to day responsibilities, the school run, the commute, the tube strike, the grocery bill…and then every now and then you get a chink of time, a window, that lets you see with precision, see everything. I was lucky this weekend, I got a chink….

All change

Did I mention I was busy? I’ve been feeling guilty about not posting on my blog. Sorry. But I’ve got to the point where every single evening I now have in my diary what I’m going to do. Is that mad? I don’t care. It works. Tonight I had a night off because the weather…