In the thirty years I worked in IT I engaged with some very erudite individuals. People who's technical wherewithal was/is so vast, if they chose to journal their information technology knowledge they could probably fill a large white swan. I'd like to clarify at this point I've never worked with, or indeed met, anyone whose ever written on a swan of any... Continue Reading →
Prose From The Patio
Until recently, I've been reticent to dip my toe into the previously unknown waters of writing poetry. There are many reasons I've avoided venturing along this literary avenue, mainly a personal disinterest in poetry, manifesting self-doubt into the structuring of content. Another driver behind my previous aversion to composing sonnets was, to some extent, I subscribe to the comment overheard in... Continue Reading →
Shylock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels
Throwback Thursday - Two years ago today I penned this yarn of food temperature, Shakespeare parody and litigation...... They say that revenge is a dish best served cold. Well if that’s the case, it's a shame I didn't have revenge for tea, as being cold didn't do anything for the lasagne I’ve just consumed. My... Continue Reading →
Dream Within A Dream
American writer and literary critic, Edgar Allan Poe passed away on this day in 1849, at the age of 40. The cause of death remains a mystery, with delirium tremens, heart disease, epilepsy, syphilis, meningeal inflammation, cholera and rabies all mooted as potential culprits to his demise. The only thing historians are pretty certain about is... Continue Reading →