Day 329
It’s Friday, early evening (late, I suppose, depending on how you look at it), and it’s one of those days where I question the wisdom of trying to write when… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
It’s Friday, early evening (late, I suppose, depending on how you look at it), and it’s one of those days where I question the wisdom of trying to write when… Continue Reading
The thought had crossed my mind to write anojther poem today, but I wasn’t feeling it after a fairly chaotic day. I also wanted to share something special – for… Continue Reading
Today I drove down to the old village to lay a wreath on behalf of Stradbroke Cricket Club on Remembrance Sunday. One of our own, James Grigg, was killed in… Continue Reading
LONG POST WARNING I am trying to be a man whose glass is half-full. And on a day like today, I feel like I’m getting there. Let’s start at the… Continue Reading
Just back from my rucksacked walk to the big supermarket. Left in the sinking sun, returned in the gloaming. I often ask myself what’s more important to me – the… Continue Reading
My first verified 5k speed walk since May today. When I say verfied, it’s the only route that I’ve measured using Maps, and know it’s just over 5km long. Done… Continue Reading
The day when the clocks go back is always a sucker punch. At least we tried a new psychological ploy last night, which was not to put the clocks back… Continue Reading
A bit politics-laden, this blog, lately, but that’s appropriate, really. We have a Tory party that’s a mess, the third Tory Prime Minister in 6 weeks (or less). Now, neither… Continue Reading
I closed yesterday by saying that the colour of tyranny is irrelevant. The proof of the pudding is evidently in the eating. Braverman, a woman of colour, has just been… Continue Reading
So, the UK finally has a Prime Minister of colour, Rishi Sunak. The problem is that he’s the leader of the party of racism and anti-immigration, and therefore, by default, doesn’t… Continue Reading