Being the latest despatch from the front line of one man’s war on terroir…. Our rural idyll here in the heart of la France profonde is lovely, but there’s one problem. Nature rather objects to us having muscled in and wants to take our little piece back – which it tries to do relentlessly throughout…
“I’m not weird, I’m wise” – Grandson, age 10 (Jury’s still out on that one.) One-Liner Wednesday 9 August 2017
It’s one of those days today – a glorious morn when the designated theme from ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’ actually throws up something that stirs a response. “The Stat Connection. Go to your Stats page and check your top 3-5 posts. Why do you think they’ve been successful? Find the connection between them and…
“Well, that worked” One Liner Wednesday 19 July 2017
“If you are not sure if we need to know something, tell us anyway.“ I’ve just started receiving my state old age pension from the UK. They sent me a letter telling me this and enclosed a leaflet about what I need to do should my circumstances change. It contained this priceless invocation to submit…
“I don’t suffer from stress…..but I am a carrier” My favourite joke, from one oif my favourite comedians, Steven Wright. And like all the best jokes, there’s probably a grain of truth in it. – – – ooOoo – – – If you’re wondering what any of this has to do with multi-tasking, today’s instalmemt…
When people say to me ‘you couldn’t make it up’ I can only agree. Imagination is not my strong point, which is why today’s instalment of WordPress’ ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’ poses something of a challenge: “Fictional Elevator. You’re stuck in an elevator with an intriguing stranger. Write this scene.” You lost me at…
Is it me* or is WordPress getting a bit personal, not to say voyeuristic, with this latest instalment of ‘365 Days of Writing Prompts’: “Feed your senses. Write down the first sight, sound, smell and sensation you experienced on waking up today. Pick the one you’re most drawn to and write. (For a bigger challenge,…
As one possessed of what is disparagingly known as a ‘gill bladder’ – which is to say that my powers of retention are somewhat below average – I have extensive direct experience of public conveniences all over the world, and during my many passing (sic) visits I have come across encountered some well-known faces. I…
What is it, I wonder, about ice cream that makes me go all philosophical? Earlier this year I posted a paean to ice cream entitled ‘Ice Cream Is Life‘. That was in direct response to a WordPress daily prompt, but more recently I was plunged unprompted into a new contemplative reverie by the alluring prospect…
