Literature
Words Part Eight
These are two poems which are quintessentially English, I cannot read the first without a tear in my eye. The England that I hope is still capable of saving. Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard [more…]
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An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty-Eight
I have come to the conclusion that there are those living amongst us who understand what is going on and those who do not have a clue. An example of the later was the husband [more…]
Literature
Words Part Seven
I recall having a book called an Anthology of Childrens’ Poems and this was one of my favourites. A big lesson here for the climate change twats – us puny humans have no effect on [more…]
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An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty-Seven
It has been an hectic time lately but I am coming through and starting to realise my plans. We have decided to spend most of the Winter in France, Tunisia and Italy. Involves a lot [more…]
Literature
Words Part Six
Horatius! Had forgotten about that stirring epic poem. Good to see it getting an airing. I read this extract from ‘The Prophet’ by Kahil Gibran in my speech at my daughter’s wedding. ‘And a woman [more…]
Literature
An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty-Six
Wanting to contribute something to the blog a while back I started these musings (a.k.a. ramblings of an old git) and I do enjoy letting my mind rove over the past, and occasionally a thought [more…]
Literature
Words, Part Five
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when it fell the crowds rent the air with shouts, and seemed to see significance in [more…]
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An Old Man’s Musings Part Forty-Five
Thank you all you lovely people for your kind comments and encouragement on my articles. One such from Audrey’s Daughter using the phrase – A way with words has given me the opportunity to air [more…]
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Words – the currency of life and love – Part Four
Started thinking about Remembrance Sunday which is fast approaching; such a loss of life over the years, so many lives cut short and what have we truly learned? I have my own memories, particularly as [more…]