Saturday afternoon
I'm getting on a bit and becoming increasingly aware that my thinking isn't as sharp as it used to be, so I was quite pleased to catch this man talking on the radio. What he said jolted me into remembering a thought that I think I once had when my mind was more agile. It seemed like an epiphany at the time.

I might be wrong, ( Read more... )

Wednesday, 6 PM
Last night I noticed how many things around the house need repairing, so I made a plan of action.

I got up early this morning and started by collecting up all the bent things I could find, then when I had a neat pile, I settled down to bending them all straight.

I was so pleased with myself when I had finished by lunch time that I ( Read more... )

Wednesday 11 AM
I made a sticky mess this morning.

I tried to clean it up but only managed to spread it around into a bigger, thinner sticky patch. I thought I would scrape it all back together again and start from scratch. Well, I did get it all together again, but it was a different kind of stick mess - with dust and crumbs and curly hairs in ( Read more... )

Hi Bruv'. How's things?

Yeah, okay I guess.

You don't sound too sure. Usual? Red wine?

Thanks. I'm loosing my ability to communicate.

Uhh ohh..., been arguing again have we?

Not really. Got to talking with that lot who hang about outside Kwikki Nosh. I was saying what seems obvious, but they just couldn't - or wouldn't - get it. They slagged me ( Read more... )

Tuesday afternoon
Yesterday I found myself in a situation where I was trying to pretend to look like a fraud, but I wasn't. I was only attempting to illustrate the hypothesis that appearances steer history more than the underlying truth does.

I had proved my point because before I got the chance to conclude that appearances must be part of the ( Read more... )

Sunday
Lying in bed last night I started thinking about the house.
I realised there is a lot of beige.
I haven't thought about beige since it went out of fashion.
It must have been thirty years ago.
I asked myself if I should redecorate.
The problem is it is a big house.
Then it struck me that fashions go in cycles.
It would take a lot less energy ( Read more... )

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My Brown Mouse
Three in the morning.

Thin curtains drawn across the night billow gracefully for the passing ghosts of memories.

Candles flicker, casting wisps of sweet vanilla breath into a swirling airborne waltz.   A slow motion dance that fades gracefully into the unending dark pool of time ( Read more... )

The World is the way the World is!
Beneath some shallow ripples on her surface
she changes little and slowly.
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The thing that changes fastest is the way we look at her.

Observations from the Attic,  Number 34.       St Anley of Monkton  636 - 689 A.D.

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WIBBLEDOM GRANGE
Wibbledom,
Kent.

I don't read very much because it is hard work, but a friend who I have never met (She lives in another country), Carlinos, wrote some interesting stuff recently about the link between food and mental health. It got me thinking.

There is a theory that eating natural untainted food helps mood and clarity of ( Read more... )