Category Archives: Whimsy

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 […]

Show me my photos

(This is a Google prompt inspired piece written by predictive text. Enjoy. Or not.) Happy New year and thanks for all the work you have done. I’m currently working on the project and I have just finished my PhD thesis with a couple of other locations. The first chapter is very often a little past […]

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.

Sleepless

Head full of thoughts Tumbling, jumblingI stare as Heavy dog, resting his head On my foot, dreams. Twitching happily, Running free.I envy him. For me, sleep dances out of reach So I scroll through Facebook, twitter; play pokemon and candy crush In the witching hour Hoping to feel my eyes become heavier than a dreaming […]

Aug 14

Lip Reading

Today’s research led me into the world of lip reading and an amazing puzzle created in 1914. Too late for my Emily to refer to, but useful for my purposes The photograph was taken just as each boy starts to pronounce his name. And yes, you can tell which boy is which – just by […]

Sleep 7/2

Has been an awkward bugger of late. Catching me in the chair, it lets me doze until bedtime. Then it lulls me into a false security til 1am, when it leaves. It has been doing that all week. To say that I am tired is an understatement. I am knackered. Bereft of life. Zombie walking […]

off piste 31/1

After the “fire” of yesterday’s post, I was supposed to be writing about  the things I had to leave behind, but as I live on a boat in a minimalist kind of life style, I didn’t think there was  lot of mileage in writing about pots and pans. So I’ve gone off piste. This post […]