The Alphabet on the sand
Many years ago my family spent its summer hollidays on the south coast of Kent in a town called Dymchurch. Dymchurch has a very gently…
Author: waylander
What defines you?
Recently I saw an advert on UK TV that featured a TV news presenter and ex foreign correspondent stating that “We are defined by what…
Total lack of manners
An entry in one of the groups reminded me of an occurrence beck in my native Glasgow in the late 60’s. I worked in an…
The Greatest Hero
He never considered himself brave. He never thought of himself as a hero. Everything he did was just what he’d been trained to do. To…
Contention in blog comments
Once again a blog has been taken over by contentions outside the realm of the blog’s intent. I’ve had a couple of mine go this…
My History and that of others
When I first came on to this site I was neutral. I was the jester. Over the years people have pulled some of my history…
Terrorist Mk 2
What is it with me and dogs? Why do I always get the lunatics? Take the latest little monster, Jack. Jack Russell/Cocker Spaniel cross. White…
VISION IMPAREMENT
Until I came down with cataracts vision imparement was something I considered as an abstract. Something suffered by others. To be taken account of, but…
The noisy yobs outside the pub
Last summer I observed some very noisy youths outside a pub in our town centre. Yobs, some called them, but look closer. See the short…
Where do the children play
I was listening to an old Cat Stevens track called as per title above and it occurred to me that these days there is nowhere…