Shocked Myself…

Wellllll this is a wakeup call. I was doing an update for my book promo and was pretty focused on what I was doing. Then my phone beeped and I picked it up. Then I dropped down the rabbit hole. I clicked on an Instagram update. Then I scrolled down the latest junk on there. … Continue reading Shocked Myself…

The Summer Of Lockdown… Did I learn anything?

This has not, needless to say, been a fun summer. Since the idiocy carries on my level of stress and grumpiness will no doubt continue to rise. Eat your heart out Victor Meldrew. I did not become a super baker, the need to lose a load of weight took care of that but did I … Continue reading The Summer Of Lockdown… Did I learn anything?

Envy… is corrosive

I am not by nature an envious person but I received a bit of a shock today. Someone I was at school with was writing in a national newspaper. This has happened before. This chap has had a wildly successful business career, made a pile and is doing other things now. He was a complete … Continue reading Envy… is corrosive

Composting Love…

OK so this is probably a little weird but I am going to write a paean of praise for my new compost bin. Yes, my compost bin. I don't think I have gone completely crazy so here's why. You know we all have loads of kitchen waste, veg peeling etc that we put in the … Continue reading Composting Love…

Mindful Textures…

Some people think I am mad, but I walk mindfully to give myself some calm. I find hunting for interesting textures in the surfaces of objects that I pass helps me to focus on the present. Almost a zen thing.

Smallworlditis…

This lockdown has had very odd effects for me. Since I was in a crash on the motorway just before lockdown I don't have a car. Where I live public transport is rubbish so working from home is good. It has also meant that I walk everywhere. My world has telescoped to a radius of … Continue reading Smallworlditis…

Shouting…

Some people converse. Some people talk. Some people communicate. My neighbours shout. They only seem able to interact at maximum volume, ideally with cussing in between, punctuated by slammed doors. This is not restful. It also seems to fail to get their respective messages across! Even when not actually aggressive to each other the effect … Continue reading Shouting…

Yet Another Poetry Nibble…

Another mindful walk through woodland in Spring...