Pogue, Something a little irreligious this morning😎 I was standing in a shop waiting for someone who was browsing and…this song dropped from an over head speaker! I went from mindlessly drifting on my thoughts to attention. I liked this and, despite being recorded several years ago, I’d never heard it. Let me share it … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Hey Pogue, You’re probably just going to bed when this drops through the letter box, you having pulled a stint of nights🥴 I’ll not expect your thoughts today. Maybe tomorrow. And talking sleep, I’m just back from my travels and living in that zone where the time that is on the outside isn’t the same … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, If you think you noticed a Monday Musing and now you’re wondering about your faculties because it’s not there, fear not, it was me not you. Usual issues! Fingers working faster than brain🥺 But fear not. You obviously thought the Musing was exceptional, which, in true humility, I have to admit it was, it’ll … Continue reading There it wasn’t!
Dear Pogue, There’s a poem written by W.B.Yeats that starts: Come away, human childTo the waterCome away, human childTo the water and the wildWith a faery, hand in handFor the world's more full of weeping than you can understand It’s a sort of haunting piece with its observation “the world's more full of weeping than … Continue reading It starts with one.
Dear Pogue, As you are obviously aware, I’m holidaying in exotic climes. Days spent reading, writing and thinking, besides swimming and catching up on my share of the sunshine. This has given me time and opportunity to read more widely than normal and listen to podcasts I might not listen to at home because they … Continue reading Mondays Musings
Pogue, I know it’s Sunday and I don’t write to you on a Sunday because there’s no post person to deliver the letter. So the fact that there’s an envelop on your door mat this sunny morning, well I hope you appreciate the effort I went to to get it to you! I remember, as … Continue reading Throwing Knives
Greetings Pogue, Sometimes I just need a song to help me keep up the pace as I move though the day. A song to help me bop along. It’ll reenergise me and sing along in my head, shutting out the noise. I hope you know what I mean? Well, George Ezra writes songs that are … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Pogue, Here I am suffering the tedium of another foreign land. Another beach. Hours of mindlessly sunbathing. Reading. Listening to music. And beer. Is this purgatory I ask myself? It is purgatory! I went to breakfast and, although there was a diverse selection of foods spanning world tastes, there was no bacon! I commented on … Continue reading There wasn’t any bacon!
Pogue, I’m feeling sad as I write. Really sad. I woke this morning to an untimely message. The first time I read it I have to admit, I had no context for it so I really didn’t grasp it. I read it twice more and then sat to absorb the sudden death of our last … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, I sending you a second song this week. Two songs in a week! This one forced itself on me. Let me explain. I went out walking. Literally five minutes from my front door and I have this... And this… Plus this… Then a song started playing in my head as I counted my blessings. … Continue reading Songs To Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now
Pogue, Please don’t tell me your secrets or if you do, then when you put them back in the drawer don’t lock it anymore. I am just no good with secrets. I can’t keep secrets. It’s not that I find delight in telling others and making those hidden things public. Not at all. Not one … Continue reading I Can’t Be Trusted.
So Pogue, After yesterdays letter I had to soooo…. share this with you. I mean, what are we going to listen to except the Man himself telling about his mojo. Enjoy, and keep your own mojo working. It makes life so much more fun😎 Yours Wic
Pogue, I lost my mojo! You know what I’m saying? All of a sudden I have found myself with nothing to say! Can you believe me? Yeah, I know that’s a big ask. How did it happen? Well my routine was decimated (and I’m now realising the importance of continuity, of a routine). My mother … Continue reading Monday Musing