Category Archives: Virtual
You can’t always get..
My mind, or that section of the jumble of grey matter that remembers things, is light sensitive. Light, in all its nuances, is a trigger for my memories. The light then and the light now are inextricably linked..I think. Or … Continue reading
As I like it…
The warmth of the sun on my neck at this early hour together with the deep, dark shadows of my hand on the writing pad augurs well for hopes that my new blind date, July, is going to offer more … Continue reading
..the white rabbit…
The moment of waking, very often, holds the mood of the day. Today was such a day, as was yesterday. I’m not a person who readily believes in superstition and signs but when a giant rabbit smiles down on me … Continue reading
I seem to have lost my cherry..
Winter days start in deep darkness and summer days in bright blankness, two versions of one and the same thing: the empty sheet of paper. I dream a lot which means that my mind has been buzzzzing all night. Sleep … Continue reading
Early clout casting….
The first sight of the sun today brought out the mad dog in this Englishman. My mission was firewood cutting and I had set about the job in my standard kit of a thick Aran knit sailing sweater under an … Continue reading
A little piece…
There’s not a lot left of 2012. Within a few hours it will have been consigned to history, albeit a very clear history owing to the millions of instagrams, billions of tweets and trillions of irrevocable, bare assed, Facebook entries … Continue reading
It’s the real thing….
“I’m worried about Jim” is a phrase that has remained in my memory since childhood, alongside the theme tune, played on a harp, that preceded this regular opening line to “Mrs.Dale’s Diary”. “Mrs.Dale’s Diary” was a radio soap opera that … Continue reading