Cycling
West Country Rides, Six
It takes a week to cycle from Penzance to Berwick. It took me 40 years. Because on the way, I wanted to include every town in England, in what amounted to some two years of [more…]
Literature
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Thirty-Five
As I sit musing about life, love and tingz I wonder where all the years have gone – my youngest grandaughter was 16 this week – how did that happen? Not to mention great grandchildren. [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Eighty-Nine
Monday Good morning all my lovely readers, there’s a bit of a change in weather this morning here in London. It is not so hot, although pleasantly warm, and there is more cloud around. I [more…]
Fiction
The Past is Present, Chapter Sixteen
Out of the Home Office, they stood on the pavement. “Dave, they want you, what are you going to do?” “I will help them all I can, our home is in Loughborough, I’m not moving, [more…]
Arts
Jinnie’s Story, Book Eight – Chapter Twenty-One
Over the next few days, loan staff started to arrive in Tampa as they got their visa applications approved. Jed and Ro arrived two days after Monica had collected her Range Rover and got the [more…]
Literature
Postcard from Thailand Part II
04-05 January We had left Heathrow on 2nd January, arriving in Bangkok in the afternoon of the 3rd – our first full day in Thailand would therefore be the 4th which just so happened to [more…]
20th Century
An (Algaes’ Eye) View From The Greenhouse; An Civil Society….Innit?
I may have mentioned (I could check back, but I can’t be bothered) that we had an early harvest of small, not very tasty and far from sweet strawberries, following the early warm spell back [more…]
Drinking
Cruising to the Canaries – Part Three
Day 10 – Monday, at sea I awoke just after six thirty to scattered cloud and a bit of movement. We are on a fast run for this ship, about 20 knots, to Cadiz for [more…]
Literature
Embers of The Affair, Part Three
A la recherche du temps perdu (Proust) Together again Lightly falling, sunlight drawing Motes that dance and hue the air Shafts of colour, space and lightness, Draw me to you point the stair. Ah your [more…]