the long journey home
Itas Monday afternoon and you find me on the train a sitting at Plymouth station, in the south west of England. Weall be leaving in a few minutes a heading t...
Itas Monday afternoon and you find me on the train a sitting at Plymouth station, in the south west of England. Weall be leaving in a few minutes a heading t...
If youave not been reading in recent days, Iam in the south-west of England at the moment a visiting my parents for a long weekend.
It’s been a bit of a day.
We watched the movie “Living” last night - the one that Bill Nighy was nominated at the Oscars for. Of course I say “we” - within half an hour the audience h...
While sitting at the dinner table this evening our youngest daughter came up with best excuse I’ve ever heard for why she couldn’t help her sisters with some...
Rain has been falling all morning. A steady stream of relentless rain. The kind of rain that slowly washes everything away without anybody noticing.
Somehow we ‘re all in bed several hours earlier than usual. Everybody else is sound asleep. I ‘m sitting in bed, laptop propped on my lap, tapping quietly aw...
The clock just ticked past 9am on Sunday morning, and I ‘m sitting in the “study” (junk room) admiring my own handiwork. There have always been two desks in...
We very nearly had some snow yesterday afternoon. A few flakes fell from the sky, and immediately polarised everybody that noticed - filling them with glee o...
Just a few words, given that I haven’t posted since returning from Amsterdam.