Sting & Phil
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... Continue Reading →
A Recharge Without A Charger
I'm away for couple of days and, lax packing for the sojourn, am bereft of laptop charger. A consequence of throwing two iPhone chargers, instead of the power adapter and one iPhone charger, into my holdall while hurriedly packing, So depending on your views of my literary skillset, I've the good or bad news that,... Continue Reading →
The Rain In…..
With precipitation yet again forming part of my writing landscape, the refrain 'The Rain In Spain Falls Mainly On The Plain' , from musical My Fair Lady, plays repeatedly on my cranial jukebox. This episode acting as a catalyst for a random attempt at adapting the song's lyric to reflect my local meteorology. Now, I'd like to think... Continue Reading →
Raising The Rafters
Yesterday evening, the lockdown entertainment landscape took a spike similar to that recently seen with Florida's COVID cases. Catalyst to this upturn in verve the participation in a bi-weekly Zoom quiz evening with buddies. These fortnightly inquisitions, in which rounds of questions are interspersed with live acoustic music courtesy of two of our number, affording... Continue Reading →
With A Little Help From My Friends
Yesterday evening saw me participate in the fifth zoom quiz night with some buddies from the north east of England. A clambake including its usual heady mix of inquisition, live music and whimsical banter borne from decades long amiability. The protagonist's feasting on an eclectic smorgasbord of frolics, inquiries, interspersed by the acoustic guitar soundscape... Continue Reading →
Dance Floor Bah T’at
I was intending to garden this afternoon. However, on this scorching day, my enthusiasm for the task disappeared along with the garden thermometer's mercury, after it overheated and blew its top. Consequently, as I write, my lawnmower loiters lonely and unloved in the garage, while yours truly lounges at a patio table shaded by parasol.... Continue Reading →