6/2023
England’s borders were never open, Not since the days when all peoples Mixed across geography and its boundaries, And before Anglo-Saxon was even An idea in historians’ minds. Populated by… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
England’s borders were never open, Not since the days when all peoples Mixed across geography and its boundaries, And before Anglo-Saxon was even An idea in historians’ minds. Populated by… Continue Reading
Quick sitrep. I spent my morning writing Christmas cards, my last few for hand distribution down in Stradbroke, and then I drove down there to see most of the Radio… Continue Reading
A very hectic tidying day so all was ship-shape for O, cat, and plants to move into my office. Then to the DIY shop to buy hasps and padlocks (the… Continue Reading
To be frank, it’s so late now (though I suppose not as late as it was last night when I started writing my daily entry when I was on the… Continue Reading
Scribbling this onto my phone while I record a particularly good song for my Radio Stradbroke show tomorrow, something I do exceedingly rarely – the song has to be really… Continue Reading
Today I actually did things I wanted to do. Had a lie-in. Drove down to Stradbroke (and dropped A at work on the way). Watched the lads play cricket (they… Continue Reading
It’s always quite weird listening to myself on the radio when I decide to put up a pre-record rather than doing a live show so I can get on with… Continue Reading
While I’ve been sitting on my backside most of the day editing and uploading the last three weeks of Radio Stradbroke podcasts, M has been busy and practical and has… Continue Reading
It must be quite warm. I’m not wearing any jumpers at all today, although that might change when I go for my walk later. I’ve also closed the blind of… Continue Reading
Depression is a pernicious disease. There is no catalyst or cause for it. It just comes and goes. The day before yesterday (which I wrote about yesterday), I crossed a… Continue Reading