Day 294
The problem with not having written substantively for just about two weeks is that I start to disbelieve the power and meaning of my words, and that I doubt them…. Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
The problem with not having written substantively for just about two weeks is that I start to disbelieve the power and meaning of my words, and that I doubt them…. Continue Reading
So, after two and half years successfully avoiding covid-19, I have it. M tested positive yesterday, and I tested negative, and felt fine (we’ve been married for 31 years, and… Continue Reading
Another hectic day. And I’ve not yet prepared my show for tomorrow. But there are more important things. I’ll just make the show up as I go along. And for… Continue Reading
Back to normal again today, finally, at least on the radio. I decided it was fine, sitting in for Marty, to play some loud sweary stuff, and to play some… Continue Reading
THE COUNTRY FALLS The country falls Silent. Christmas Day On a Monday In September. The nation mourns The hundreds of thousands Dead from covid, The excess deaths caused By underfunding… Continue Reading
M and I drove down to South Norfolk today to see L&F who are over from Belgium with their 10-week-old daughter, B. Cue broodiness, from me, as always when babies… Continue Reading
Another fragmentary. This year’s blog now has over 266k words. Quite remarkable. I really didn’t think it would accumulate words so quickly and massively. Just goes to show how many… Continue Reading
funereal procedures protocols rituals protests placards arrests public grief private secrets practiced masks peaceful objections criminalised orders servants uniforms divine proclamation tyranny subservience assumed required rising against rites worship imposed… Continue Reading
freedom an illusion we are free free to think to speak to do to go where we want to travel without hindrance to use words in any combination to make… Continue Reading
the golden thread history is not written by the vanquished nor the suppressed nor the poor a web woven around a single thread of passing time measured obscurely when did… Continue Reading