Category Archives: Mark’s words

After vacating our table in the café Mike and I set-to wandering around the shop and gallery at Fisherton Mill. There’s always the weird and wonderful on display here, pockets need to be deep for some of it but by no means all, and it’s always well worth a visit. After about forty minutes weContinue reading “A LUCKY MAN, Part Three.”

It’s a short walk down through the restaurant to the counter where I order two fresh Cappuccino’s and offer to wait while they are prepared. Looking back up the dining room to where Mike is sat with his back to me, I ponder on what he has just said over the last few minutes. InstinctContinue reading “A LUCKY MAN (PART TWO).”

First off my apologies for the lateness of this post. It was supposed to follow-on quite closely from the last but I’m sorry to report that the ‘Hand of Shite’ has intruded into my world again and I have been quite unwell for a while. I’m on treatment and better now; more of this anotherContinue reading “Little Star”

I don’t suppose that many of us go through life without experiencing at some point or another, an event that causes us to stop in our tracks and consider. A jolt, either physical or mental, perhaps both that results in our taking stock as it were of what we are doing and where we areContinue reading “STARS”

A couple of weeks after my last blog came out a lady named Hazel posted a comment to it. It is a long comment but I realised possibly many people would miss seeing it, which would be a shame as I believe it is written from the heart and holds numerous interesting points and parallelsContinue reading “Reply to Hazel”

A few weeks ago I was talking with Elaine’s best friend Julie; we were discussing Elaine’s book and possible ways of bringing it to a wider public. This had been the subject of a previous conversation between the two of us and Julie now mentioned that she had since been speaking with a friend ofContinue reading ”                             THE BIT IN THE MIDDLE.”

It’s a bright fresh and beautiful morning. The sunrays caressing the wet landscape give everything an edge of unnatural clarity. Every blade of grass seems edged with crystal bringing out the colours of nature as though they had just been created; it is a joy to drive through. This is a day in waiting sinceContinue reading “ECHOES – PART 3. PAST and PRESENT.”

Continued:- It’s a short walk up the road to the car. All okay, no parking ticket so that’s good. I hang around a little just to breathe the air and munch some crisps from a bag in the shopping I’ve on-board from nearly five hours earlier. Time to go back, but I take the cutContinue reading “ECHOES… Part Two.”