He tripped, catching the pointed toe of the winklepickers on the kerb. Righting himself he looked around, his eyes darting self-consciously to seek out any possible observer, even while he
Tag: change
The value of change…The value of change…
Ah, Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire! Would not we shatter it to bits – and then Re-mould it nearer
Where the wildflowers growWhere the wildflowers grow
Locus iste a Deo factus est, Inaestimabile sacramentum, irreprehensibilis est. This place was made by God. A priceless mystery, it is without reproach. Anton Bruckner. I was talking this morning
Second childhood…Second childhood…
With the unconscious wisdom of youth, my son decided that he would give me a games console. It is not, perhaps, the obvious gift for a woman about to enter
Birds eye viewBirds eye view
There must have been thirty starlings, mainly youngsters, in the garden at my son’s home today. The great tits and blue tits are very tame and happy to peck away