Category Archives: Broadbeam life

Dad Sitting

I am currently Dad sitting. It is an interesting concept and one I don’t think I could do for more than the fortnight that I have. He is a very intelligent man but at 88, he is wearing out. His routines are fixed. His ability to cope with change difficult and he is facing one […]

Yes You Do Know

Is the latest call going around the marina. And quite insistent it is too. I’m pretty sure it’s got something to do with Bill Hates Youuu but I’ve been transported back to my first secondary school maths lessons, where despite my protestations to the contrary, I was told I did know. Cheers bird.

An Example of Hoar Frost Jan 10

A Wonderful World

Moving on to the boat is the best thing we ever did. And as the Apocalypse continues to wreck havoc with friends and family, it’s mornings like this that remind me that for all the evil in the world, there is still beauty in this world of ours. The photos below capture a phenomenon called […]

Bicycle Bird

Judging by the sound from outside the boat, one of the birds possesses a bicycle and a very squeaky pump. Let’s hope they dont have two flat tyres to deal with because that’s an an awful lot of work for one tyre

More Wood Pigeon Saga

Bill Hates Youuu is back. To be fair he was around most of yesterday. I think he’s on a retainer However there’s a twist to the tale today. A new bird has entered the conversation with the question that’s been bugging me for days: “Bill Who?”

The return of the wood pigeon

Bill Hates Youuu is back. Less vitriolic than before. It feels like he’s just going through the motions; maybe because  he’s getting no response. The song birds aren’t giving him the solo. They’re carrying on, doing their thing. He’s having to compete for air time and this fact is affecting Bill Hates Youuu big time. […]

Yesterday

The dawn chorus is hard at it again this morning. Songbirds tweeting their joy as the sunrises over yet another day of this 2020 apocalypse. It’s the same every morning; except it isn’t. Yesterday was different. Over the top of the song birds ode to joy came a plaintive cry. “Bob!Bob!Bob!” I’d never heard it […]

My Arthur Dent Life

Since this Lockdown life began, like most people I have had good days and bad days. Days when the technology works, days when it does not. Hours of frustration, moments of amazing joy that I am still making a difference. In the old normal, Wednesday was the hump day. The one we all slogged our […]

May 31

Sunday Earworm

My earworm is singing. It’s a bizarre Les Mis/Pink Floyd mash. Do you hear the people so ya think ya would like to be the son I might have had, if God had given me another brick in the wall I think my earworm needs help.

Just When You Think The Apocalypse Can’t Get Any Stranger…

Dawn comes early. I sit here at 4am listening to the cuckoo heralding the start of a brand new day and I wonder what it will bring. Before I go any further, this is not a post about the rights and wrongs surrounding Dominic Cummings. It is a post reflecting on the reaction to a […]