We Were Talking…

We are hearing a lot about social distancing at the moment. Like most countries in the world we are in the grip of the virus known as COVID-19. The latest variant of the Coronavirus strain somehow passed from animal to human and is spreading, relentlessly, across the globe.

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People’s Faces

Not just any people. These are images of my mum and my uncle Jack long before I knew them.

A Trouble Shared

He must have been troubledHe is not nowHe passed his trouble onHe gave it all awayHe gave some to the young lad on the platformHe gave some to the driver He gave some to the emergency services He gave some to the station masterHe gave some to meHe should really have shared his trouble out… Continue reading A Trouble Shared

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You Start Me Up

Making sourdough bread requires a starter – fermented flour and water essentially – and the periodic feeding of said the starter will keep it going indefinately. I made mine originally with some grapes but the upkeep only requires flour and water.

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But Some’s Got Balls and Chains

Kempy, on the other hand, down in Bellmarsh, was indulging in a much less hands-on observance of the containment of some of Britains most notorious and violent offenders. And Tommy Robinson.

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Going Home

This is Anne on our way home after a day out in town. She is carrying a bag containing the spoils of our day at the sales but the real treasure lies in the memories of a fun time together.

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He’s a Real Nowhere Man

Nothing in life is free, it is said, so what is the cost of the things we say in the name of ‘free speech’ but, more importantly, who pays?

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Autumn Walk

It was a beautiful morning when I took Peppa out today. The sun shone so brightly and the leaves are that lovely colour they go at this time of the year. It felt distinctly wintry though I believe we are still in autumn.

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What the hell am I doing here?

I taught myself a new word today – autodidact. Clearly, my attempts at self-education were not as rigorous as I had previously presumed them to have been. You are never too old to learn something new.

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