Happy Birthday To Me!
Yes, I woke up this morning and I am still alive and well able to handle reaching a “significant” birthday. If there was any chance of feeling miserable about getting older then it was soon dispersed by the great person…
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Kungfu And Massage – Opposite Sides Of The Same Coin
It has been quite a momentous week for me. I have been getting out more as they say and my writer’s life has gone public too – first with my first poetry reading last week and now I hear that…
My Garden Welcomes Autumn And So Do I
As our Southern English September begins what I hope will be a sunny farewell, my small town garden with its maybe mad juxtapositions of climbing plants, is enjoying my planned chaos. A bee is so laden with pollen from this…
Woke Up This Mornin……..
I woke up this morning but not like the song. I didn’t get myself a gun and I most certainly didn’t have a blue moon in my eye. I was tired. The radio let out easily digestible shreds of news…
Foxes! Are Off To California
I went to Brighton last Friday to see my good friends, the Indie rock band Foxes! doing their last gig before they go off, yes, here is the exciting bit, before they go off on their tour of California. I…
A poetry reading and a monster is born
My brain haemorrhage gave me two things that I imposed on an audience last night – a stammer and a new habit – writing poetry. They were very forgiving, the people who had gathered in the upstairs room above my…
Now open your mouth I want to put something down your throat
“I would like you to open your mouth and stick your tongue out as far as you can. There is nothing to worry about. I am going to hold on to your tongue and place a camera on it to…
Singing, cherry blossom and Caruso before a visit to the Voice Doctor
A self-styled pedant told me yesterday that I had written Marie Celeste instead of Mary Celeste in yesterday’s blog. Thanks for that, corrections are helpful, but I thought how disappointing that a name I had always thought beautiful was maybe…
Italian Opera on a rainy English day with Juan Diego Florez might be just what the doctor ordered
It is raining here in Sussex. That leaking gutter is making attractive patterns with the water which drips discretely outside my bedroom window and grey roof slates have come into their own, shining in the misty gloom. Over there beyond…
The Last Night Of The Proms – Thank God It’s Over
Saturday night in the Royal Albert Hall in London was the scene for the annual goodbye to middle class England’s summer season. Thank God for that! The Last Night of the Proms with its forced fun and embarrassing displays of…