My poor old mind biggles at the knee deep stupidity which engulfs us : ‘I named my daughter Crumpets and now she’s being relentlessly bullied.’ Doh. Perhaps she should have called her Pikelets? Thank you [more…]
A headline caught my eye : ‘Tenant renting out London council house while iving in Ethiopia among dozens to have property seized.’ Says it all about the current state of soft touch Britain brought about [more…]
A la recherche du temps perdu (Proust) Moving On If only I might wander through the coming days and be with you, If I could be there at your side If I could calm the [more…]
A lot of disquiet expressed currently regarding the actions of the police, two-tier policing etc. etc. Policing by Consent – this from 2000 ‘When saying ‘policing by consent’, the Home Secretary was referring to a [more…]
A la recherce du temps perdu (Proust) My woman When I hold her, hold my woman Hold her tight against my bosom Cries she like a little spirit Spirit of the hills and forest. [more…]
Good to see South Wales Police concentrating their efforts (and our money) on the really, really, important aspects of blatant criminality. We have residential parking; fourteen places with allocated bays but on any day at [more…]
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…]
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…]
I don’t contribute to the unread comments so these scribblings are sometimes a week or so behind events and thoughts shared on the blog. Phaasch, I feel your pain but also the joy. July 4th [more…]
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