GJ Strachan commences this monologue fresh from feeding my little canine buddy Coco her lunch. As I look across at my Labrador/retriever cross sat on the settee it’s heartening to see the look of contentment borne from emptying her food bowl and the walk we embarked upon prior to eating.. Our perambulation taking place around…
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A First Restaurant Trip On Planet COVID
I’m taking my daughter Rachel for lunch today – Accompanied by her grandma (my mum), we’re venturing to a local Italian restaurant. Getting my mater to eat something which isn’t English fare is always a challenge. However, after assuring her the eatery will’ve something containing potatoes amongst it’s Mediterranean menu, I’ve persuaded my forebear to…
A Dream?
Birdsong provides the aural backdrop to today’s literation. A chanson of appealing pitch and melody,, making a desirable change from cacophonous squawks of wood pigeons and magpies. Dins which ordinarily drowning out the smaller, infinitely more welcome garden avians. Where the wood pigeons and magpies currently reside in unclear. Their absence, though, a satisfying turn…
The Crowd Went Wilde
“Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.” – Oscar Wilde Unless the Dublin-born playwright had the unlikely powers of prophecy, the mask referred to in his advocacy above was clearly not relating to 21st century COVID-19 risk mitigation. However, witnessing…
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Looking Peaky
“Every exit is an entry somewhere else.” -Tom Stoppard The Czech-born British playwright philosophising about the need to remain positive and prepare for alternative opportunities when life deals you a rum hand. The former child refugee, whose family fled Czechoslovakia when he was a boy to avoid imminent Nazi occupation, also highlighting useful information from…
Wise Beyond His Years
“Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?” – John Keats. Sentiments from the 19th century English poet from which I oft feed when seeking to reconcile tougher life episodes which tap me on the shoulder and tarry unwantedly for a…
Multiplying Chills
On Planet COVID, with uncertainty into how jeopardous attending school actually is, I’m relieved I’ve no longer kids of an age who’d be impacted by this conundrum. Well, not directly anyhow. From my understanding, though, there’d still be risk from coming into contact with children asymptomatic consequential of attending their alma mater. Borrowing many life…
A Mile In My Shoes
Yesterday, after noticing the health app on my phone indicating a recent walk had exceeded 1,500 metres, the old adage ‘You should walk a mile in my shoes’ randomly sprang to mind. This he dictum meaning not to judge a person prior to understanding the life experiences, challenges and thought processes driving their behaviour of…
Accentuating the Positive
According to weather forecasters (and I’ve no reason to disbelieve them), West Yorkshire is preparing itself for a couple of blustery days. These meteorological soothsayers indicating mild zephyrs, currently gently swaying a large buddleja in my back garden, will shortly progress into a force capable of blowing your hat into the next village. Footnote –…