‘Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us.’ –Winston Churchill There are several large domestic cats that roam freely around here. There’s a tabby, a Persian and a ginger that share two common – and no doubt related – characteristics: a sleek, healthy appearance and an utter lack of compunction in stealing anything…
After some heavy snow at the beginning of the week, the weather is set to turn warmer
“There’s someone in my head and it’s not me” Pink Floyd: ‘The Dark Side Of The Moon’ You know how it is. Some mornings you wake up and there’s a song running through your head, often one that you haven’t heard for years but has somehow been dragged out from down the back of the…
Q: What do you get when you cross a cauliflower with some broccoli A:
It would be grossly unfair to single out France as a world champion of nasty nutrition. Far from it: sheeps’ eyeballs in Arabia, deep-fried crickets in south-east Asia, even guinea pigs in South America, could all knock France into a cocked hat when it comes to sources of food I would run a mile from.…
“If all you got to live for is what you’ve left behind, get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine” – Grateful Dead: ‘Mississippi Halfstep Uptown Toodeloo’ It’s pure coincidence that the calendar year is about to turn, just as three months have passed since I retired. Although I am not by nature…
Is that it? On the second Sunday in December for the past twenty one years, the small town of Blond – about twenty miles from Tranquility Base – is given over to all things capon. For the uninitiated, a capon is a castrated rooster, a fact which explains their more relaxed mien when compared to…
Yesterday’s Daily Prompt struck a chord (as it were): “Put together a a musical playlist of songs that describe your life, including what you hope your future entails.” I guess that this is something many people think about doing but don’t actually set about it in a properly structured way. This seems like a good…
Last night we had the first heavy frost of the year
Today’s Daily Prompt from what I had previously thought of as the good people at WordPress, but am now more inclined to think of as the awkward squad, is: If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write…
