Well That’s Unfortunate – the lost art of understatement.

I’m British, well English to be more accurate. I’m of the generation brought up in the 1970s, which to modern eyes, must seem extraordinarily grim. We lived through the threat of home grown terrorism, power cuts, endless industrial action and appalling wallpaper. Cookbooks had photographs …

Left Behind.

I’m getting on. Not really getting on but definitely getting on a bit. I was born in the swinging sixties, a few years before the age of flower power, psychedelia an all that. I don’t remember much about my life before about 5 years old. …

Good Enough?

I am the parent of six grown up children. Well one isn’t an adult yet but he’s almost there. I am very proud of how they’ve turned out despite the difficulties they may have had to face growing up. They are all very much loved …

Empty Words for Lost Days

Three poems inspired by the moment Losing Sight Think of the maybe, think of the what if, Concentrate on the what may, the when is But don't lose sight of the might. Hope for seemingly hopeless dreams For far off possibilities, distant intentions But don't …

Hurrah for Egomaniacs!

Do you know, there’s nothing more heartwarming than watching an arrogant person inflate their own ego. Gives me that soothing, fluffy feeling inside. I love to see self important businessmen/women, shouty celebrity chefs, music business moguls let everyone know just how damn great they are …

Hygge – the Covid solution?

I’m very into all things Scandinavian at the moment, particularly Denmark. I like their ability to derive pleasure from the simple things in life. Don’t over complicate matters and don’t be elaborate. I’m sure Denmark has many social issues similar to that of most other …

Ignorance, Stupidity, Bigotry – the unholy trinity.

We live in an age of information. There’s access to more information than at any point in human history. We have access to 24 hour news coverage, to instant live coverage of events, often filmed on our mobile phones. We have no excuse to be …

Digital voyeurism

I’m guilty. Guilty of using a certain social media platform to look at how old school acquaintances have turned out. Do I look older than them? How come they seem to be more successful than me? Why do I remain friends with them when I …

Tethers Gone

I have behaved over the last how ever many weeks we have been in this situation. I've been creative, productive, health conscious, cheerful. In the last few weeks I've been having the odd day when I've been feeling down but these don't last as a …

Days melt into days.

A week usually has a structure. There's the worky bit and the at homey bit. The work bit starts in the morning for most and ends in the late afternoon/evening. We relax on an evening, unwinding from a day at the office/school/factory/shop/site. The weekends often …