16/2023
A pleasing view; its definition. Such over-use of, in effect, An abbreviation for something Which needs more detail. Used tautologically too often By the under-educated (blame Governments for that), and… Continue Reading
Browsing Category: Writing
Day 365
I knew I’d end up writing another fragmentary as the last daily post of 2022, but I didn’t think I’d be telling you that, after two days of awful toothache,… Continue Reading
Day 364
The first draft of Aggie’s Art Of Happiness is complete. I finished it at 17:40 this afternoon. I don’t know how to feel about it, to be honest. I had a… Continue Reading
Day 363
The bad news is that I’ve totally lost track of time today. The good news is that I think I’m about three or four chapters from completing the first draft… Continue Reading
Day 357
It’s always at this time of year that I remember my determination, the previous year, to book the week leading up to next year’s Christmas as holiday, only to realise… Continue Reading
Day 354
Time is pressing. In so many different ways. Only 11 days of this year left. An artificial measure, yes. But still one which is real and has its effects on… Continue Reading
Day 343
When I woke up this morning after about three hours sleep (A had a late shift last night that over-ran, and I didn’t get to bed till about 3, and… Continue Reading
Day 342
Ruined Summer ruined the medlars While we revelled in the heat Naked and smothered in sweat, Their leaves drowned in the sun And their roots suffocated in drought. Autumn came,… Continue Reading
Day 338
THE MOTHER OF DEMOCRACY Who has stolen my hours, My fountain, my ink, my words? Precious little light, and the candles Sputter in the low mist on The brow of… Continue Reading
Day 336
On the go since 06:50. It’s now 21:15, and I’ve just got back from my walk (a short one tonight, in the perishing cold; should have worn more than two… Continue Reading