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…]
Monday Good morning all, it was very wet in London when I hurried down the garden this morning. I was delighted to find Felix Chicken in my bowl when I got back. I hear that [more…]
A friend tells me that during their first interview, a candidate for the Intelligence Branch of the Secret Intelligence Service (MI6) is informed the job involves ‘getting the hang’ of people of interest. The hopeful [more…]
In Charing Cross hospital, Sally was sitting at the bedside, her Glock was in the pocket of the Kevlar vest, Jane was sleeping, having been sedated. Dave had phoned to say both Ruth and armed [more…]
Jinnie sat in her Crawley office and finished her breakfast bap, bought from the sandwich van. She enjoyed a sausage and fried egg bap and a large coffee on every visit to DKL; it was [more…]
Planning การวางแผน Neither the wife or I have ever been to Thailand, and it was one of our ‘bucket list’ of countries we’d like to go to; a visit to which was more likely to [more…]
It has recently emerged that Raynor Winn (NHRN), whose trip with her husband Moth (also NHRN) along the SW Coastal Path inspired her book ‘The Salt Path’ (followed by the film of the same name [more…]
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…]
Day 5 – Wednesday, Funchal, Madeira I awoke just after six; it was still dark, so turned over and went back to sleep for another forty minutes. This time it was grey and grotty, and [more…]
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