I talk to the trees
If a blog post falls in the forest and there is no one to read it does it really fall at all?
I talk to the trees Read More »
If a blog post falls in the forest and there is no one to read it does it really fall at all?
I talk to the trees Read More »
A nice pensee from Virginia Woolf, recently come across – \”A biography is considered complete if it merely accounts for six or seven selves, whereas a person may well have as many as one thousand\”.
Containing multitudes Read More »
Rewatching remastered Fawlty Towers and it was suddenly clear – Fawlty Towers is Steptoe and Son. Yes, ok, moved from a junkyard in London to a hotel in Torquay, but otherwise the same. Oh, and both tragedies of course, not comedies. How did I not see this 40 years ago?
I used to reconstruct fossil bones. Fragmented by the pressure of soil over thousands of years, perhaps trodden on by a wandering beast, broken by the changes in moisture and temperature. I would strengthen the fragments with a soluble glue, then look for edges that matched, colours that were the same, textures that were similar,
Dem bones, dem bones Read More »
Survived another Summer. Good riddance, don\’t let the door catch you on the bum on the way out.
Summer is a\’going out Read More »
Some years ago one of the cancer agencies came up with a slogan \”Cancer: A word not a sentence\”. Clever eh? At one level, yes, fine, being told you have cancer is no longer, as it was once, a certain, and fairly prompt, death sentence. It is just a word, like words for many other diseases
I hate the \”Battle\” metaphor for cancer. Someone is always \”bravely battling\” brain cancer or \”losing the battle\” with lung cancer. What piffle, would you describe someone who has fallen off a cliff as having \”lost their battle with gravity\”? I prefer to think of it as walking a tightrope. A long tightrope with the
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Once read a comment about a great sculptor, Michelangelo probably. It was to the effect that a sculptor doesn\’t create a work, rather the work already exists, inside a piece of stone, and the sculptor\’s role is to remove all the extraneous material until the work is revealed. Something like that for my writing. The