It does occur to me that the title of this blog, whilst it trips off the tongue for me like the Lord’s Prayer or the first twenty elements of the periodic table, may not resonate with everyone in the same fashion. But then, not everyone grew up in a household where their Mum spent every … More Ladies and gentlemen, play is suspended…
“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”“We smoked the last one an hour ago”So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazineAnd the moon rose over an open field… AmericaSimon and Garfunkel That song was written the year before I was born. It’s an absolute, certifiable classic, and for many, … More A measure of time…
To be honest, that was just the first thing that popped into my head. I know it’s an old Clint Eastwood film, and I have seen it, many moons ago, but it just happens to have ‘misty’ in the title, and I had a long run this morning, and it was misty. Look, I never … More Play misty for me
That whole ‘new year, new me’ stuff really gives me the ick. (On a temporal point of order, as someone I follow online quite rightly suggested, we should celebrate the Winter Solstice, not some arbitrary date like the 31st or the 25th, which is itself ripped off from a variety of religions and whatever you’re … More New Year, new, eh… year (and some new shoes)
“Across the evening skyAll the birds are leavingBut how can they knowIt’s time for them to go? Before the winter fireI will still be dreamingI have no thought of time For who knows where the time goes?Who knows where the time goes?” Who Knows Where the Time Goes?Fairport Convention Well, Dad, that was some year. … More Who knows…
I am going to get ahead of the criticism by saying at the outset that I ain’t no corporate shill! But now and again, it’s okay to give in to your baser urges, and occasionally admit when a product or service was absolutely bang on. And as luck would have it, two came along together … More In praise of a pair of shoes…
IN WHICH WE COME TO THE END OF OUR COURSE, DO A WEE BIT FOR NATURE, BID A FOND FAREWELL TO AN OLD FRIEND, AND GET A LITTLE FESTIVE CHEER ON BOARD… That month fairly flew! I have finished up my EMT course, and have been deemed fit enough to go forward for my 40 … More A farewell to arms
As I sit here in my little office, relatively insulated from the world’s madness, I actually have a brief moment where I can’t recall if the riots were this week, or last. It’s a measure of how much sheer emotional data has swarmed down the information superhighway. It’s been a deluge. A flood. An overload. … More Dublin, oh Dublin…
I think anyone who titles a blog post ‘a new chapter’ should probably get slapped across the back of the neck with a wet fish. Now, if you’d caught me about an hour ago, we could probably have obliged, but all the fish has now gone into a fish pie and is currently sitting on … More A new chapter
IN WHICH WE INVENT A NEW FORM OF TRIATHLON, WITNESS SOME REALLY SERIOUS RUNNERS AT WORK, AND PONDER ON SOME WEIGHTY TOPICS… I may accidentally have stumbled upon the best way to workout. It could indeed be the new triathlon. On Saturday, our local parkrun was celebrating its eighth birthday. Alas, celebrations were a little … More Run, bun, run
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