Like waking within a dream – or, at least, the point where the lucidity begins… I turn my head in the small theatre, expecting others to be smiling, if not
Category: Civilisation
Tango in the key of sorryTango in the key of sorry
As the years pass, I continue to wonder at the marvel of human communication, and the sadness of how little we use its potential… The world appears to be full
Never West…Never West…
I’ve always loved maps… I can remember, when a child, being bought a fold-out schematic of a town with streets, main roads, a river, a hill and a railway line.
The Old One and the GatekeeperThe Old One and the Gatekeeper
Part One The Old One crested the rise in the road and turned to look back at the land he had loved. If all went to plan, it would be
Wisdom Breathes Out?Wisdom Breathes Out?
We seem to be wrestling with the recognition that an age is coming to an end, and that strange forms are filling the world with casual madness, behaving as though
Voices in the Mist (1)Voices in the Mist (1)
We had never been to the First World War monuments and graves in northern France. As a young man, I considered them part of a national mindset that glorified war.
The Sun, the Lion and the AshesThe Sun, the Lion and the Ashes
We are in northern France, visiting relatives that were only re-discovered three years ago, after an eighty years gap… My paternal grandmother was the youngest sister of an elder brother
Standing on Plastic (1): eco-bricks and suburbiaStanding on Plastic (1): eco-bricks and suburbia
I’m standing on a plastic bottle, and, for once, I’m not trying to crush it for disposal so that it won’t fill up the bin–or even the recycling box. What
The WhirlpoolThe Whirlpool
Underlying image by Gordon Johnson on Pixabay It begins with a feeling… A feeling that something has fallen: like a vital bridge being destroyed. As it develops, you sense the