In a chap like you it surprises me one person be so devoid of qualities Did nature or nurture that make you this way It’s impossible to definitively say And hard as I try it is simply the case That positives in your favour I find little trace Just how does a person become such … More The loathly Laddie
A friend has given me a task to carry out each morning, when I wake up I am to find three things for which I am grateful. Now I know that on some kind of level this is an old touchy-feely ruse, a way of making me slightly less grumpy with the world (and myself) … More Three Things – Day 1.
Spring is here, I know this because on my perfunctory perambulations in the local park I am greeted by daffodils & croci poking their heads up through the grass, all stalks bending in the march wind & flowers straining towards the warmth of the sun. I do likewise, sitting on an old park bench my … More Walkies
Back in a land of palm trees and beaches I return to the life of a bum in the sun. My skin turns a shade browner as one day folds into another until my hide becomes camouflaged & blends in with the scenery and I imagine myself a part of it. My body follows the … More The Confessions of a Rambling Man. Chapter 17
New tales beckon from the year to come Lay the old days to rest with the year end sun laughter and memories remembered reveries A candle lit and a glass or two raised To old friends lost or simply mislaid Lets meet one day and recount our tales Of madcap adventures and lost holy grails … More N.Y.E
Here I am back in London, Willesden Green a mile or so north of my old home in Ladbroke Grove, I am staying with my sister who lets me use her spare room whilst I am in Town. After the best part of a year away the first few days are about catching up with … More The Confessions of a Rambling Man. Chapter 16
Down the stairs I go, it’s morning & that means coffee, into the kitchen, there in the sink is a pile of washing up. Bollocks. Never mind, there’s always the dishwasher I open it to find it full. Double bollocks. O.K.calm down Boyer there you go with your first world problems, forget about it, … More Dishwasher Displacement Theory
The thing about being ill & in turn being treated for those maladies in hospitals is that you have to surrender any semblance of dignity the moment you enter the portals of any given medical facility. … More Laughter with Grace
’s now one month and four days since my hip replacement and I am delighted to report that I am now able to poop sitting down for the first time in a year. … More POP. ( Post Operative Papa )
Its only in the last few years that I’ve begun to enjoy poetry, as a youngster it never really resonated with me, but time changes all things even my appreciation of poetry. More than anything else I found that poetry made me think and question and sometimes to imagine that I might even understand just … More Poetry
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