The Harley Diaries. Lockdown with attitude.

Well Pogue, I needed to drop you a note. You will remember your Christmas gift to me. A Harley Davidson Fatboy. You so understand me! It was wonderful. It was horrible. It was Lego! Now as you know I don’t do jigsaws. I don’t understand why I’d want to put together a picture that I … Continue reading The Harley Diaries. Lockdown with attitude.

Why waste life?

Dear Pogue, How are you doing? I appreciate how stressful this time is for you but you and all other doctors are really appreciated by the country. You realise you’re all fast gaining superhero status and will be seen with new eyes for a long time after this is over? Me, I’m just locked away … Continue reading Why waste life?

Peaked too early?

Dear Pogue, Since I wrote to you the other day about David Bowie there has been a conversation going on concerning people’s favourite songs. Everybody has a favourite Bowie song. You know the catalogue is large and varied spanning many years. As you’d expect, the same songs keep coming up over and over. Heroes, Golden … Continue reading Peaked too early?

The Thin White Duke

Dear Pogue, This is a letter from self isolation. I know the whole country is in lockdown but as you know I flew round half of the world last week so I’m even more confined. I can’t even volunteer to help for another two weeks. But I’m okay. Life feels good sat here in an … Continue reading The Thin White Duke

3am in the morning.

Dear Pogue, I am currently sitting in the quiet of the house just waiting for my mind and emotions to come to rest. The last three days have been chaotic, a little uncertain and tiring. I have travelled half way around the world to be home with a certain amount of uncertainty over actually achieving … Continue reading 3am in the morning.

Brown sadness water

Pogue, Hi. Another postcard to get your day off with a bang. I bet you rush to the letterbox now. Well, I’ve been making a friend or two because of the correspondence we exchange. Now one of these people has been having a hard time this week because, well they thought they’d made a friend … Continue reading Brown sadness water

We all need a hero

Dear Pogue, I told you last time I wrote that my god is a little bit on the wild side. Be like, my god isn’t a tame god. You’d be really surprised how many people’s is. Well, perhaps you wouldn’t as we’ve hung out so often that we have rubbed off on each other. Coffee … Continue reading We all need a hero

Wot, no WiFi!

Dear Pogue, Lesson from our travels. It’s actually really nice to be off the grid for a while. To actually let that compulsion to be checking messages go. I noticed that some people get a bit twitchy when suddenly there’s no signal but, boy, isn’t there a lot of space when that happens? Isn’t there … Continue reading Wot, no WiFi!

Here’s a good thing.

Dear Pogue, I thought I’d like to return to the ‘Revolution’ after the last few letters. Stoke the fires if you like. Keep it alive. Are you ready? Ok, take your seats, baseball cap on backwards, sunglasses in position. Off we go. It has been said that God wrote only two books, which is a … Continue reading Here’s a good thing.

On the road again

Dear Pogue, So we’re on our travels again and what more appropriate than a postcard? I have a blog that I share with a pair of rogues called Chris and Polie, a wayward moose and verbal challenged polar bear (he can’t say some of his r’s so things are all wight) who is quite wise. … Continue reading On the road again

Yes and No

Dear Pogue, So I see you put our last letter out there as I had some response and even a comment or two. The comments, they are the reason I find myself again committing pen to paper. You see, there was a question that came back and it asked: “...do you think there are people … Continue reading Yes and No

Potential Revolution

Dear Pogue, I thought I would write a follow up to our recent letter, You’re Worthless. It sort of stirred something up and I overheard a conversation or two. Let me start by setting the scene. As I write I am currently looking out of the window onto mountains. Yes, I am not at home … Continue reading Potential Revolution

Don’t be deceived

Pogue, This was spotted on the London Underground last week. Charlie Mackesy strikes again. We do love Charlie and his work. After Saturday’s post this seemed a timely affirmation of self worth. Remember, we are all precious and deserve respect and love. Please don’t ever think otherwise. And if someone tells you otherwise they are … Continue reading Don’t be deceived

You’re worthless

Dear Pogue, I'm guessing that, like me, you follow some of the blogs on Word Press? I tend to dip into some to get the flavour. I'm convinced that if we had the time and the energy we'd probably find that anything and everything that we can imagine will find a voice with someone writing … Continue reading You’re worthless

The first cup of coffee

Pogue, Thought I’d drop you another postcard to kick start your day along with your first coffee. Always coffee! People who know me are so glad there's coffee in the world. What I say before coffee should really be ignored! Have I introduced you to my friend Polie? You’ll be seeing more of his wisdom … Continue reading The first cup of coffee

Making me smile

Pogue, Now I have a supply of postcards I thought I better use them so here, I just got my new phone case, and it’s making me smile. Also, after our last letter on road trips it just fitted. Synchronicity. Courtesy of Art by Ilana Let me introduce you to two friends of mine, Chris … Continue reading Making me smile

The roadmap is only the start!

Dear Pogue, What a week. Now we are beginning to pick ourselves up, gently, gradually and carefully. Be kind with yourself and let us return to being the aspiring free thinkers we have determined to become. We are those people aren't we? As you're a letter, a stamp, a post box and a post person … Continue reading The roadmap is only the start!

Happiness will return

Pogue, After the letter I sent yesterday I thought this card may sit well. Charlie Mackesy: The Boy, the mole, the fox and the horse. Ebury Press Now we wait and it is appropriate we do so for anything less would challenge our sincerity and cause us to question ourselves. We will know when the … Continue reading Happiness will return

There are no words….

Dear Pogue, Pogue, our friend died today. Quietly, gently they passed from us, they slipped from this world and, as you and I believe, went to a better one. For a while now we have known the days were growing short and although this knowledge helped each to ready themselves, an overwhelming sadness still immersed … Continue reading There are no words….

Be gentle with yourself

Pogue, I saw this and after the last letter thought I’d send it to you as, well, it just goes. Charlie Mackesy: The Boy, the mole, the fox and the horse. Ebury Press. Please remember to be gentle with yourself today because life isn’t perfect and you and I often fall sort of our intentions … Continue reading Be gentle with yourself

I’m not the finished article….

Dear Pogue, So I wrote you about synchronicity and serendipity and all that good stuff. And here’s the thing. My best friend rocked up, read the letter and said; “do you realise you struggle with this”, and, “serendipitous moments come hard to you because they get in the way of your plans”. I vigorously disputed … Continue reading I’m not the finished article….

Let’s get it all lined up

Dear Pogue, I spend my day looking for opportunities. You tell me that God will open a door for you when you’re moving into your future and live expecting that to happen. That’s cool. Well I’m talking about the same thing, just, well sometimes we have different language in play. I want to be tuned … Continue reading Let’s get it all lined up

Daughter of mine.

Dear Pogue, Daughter of mine, what a conversation. Isn’t it so strange that we can let our communications become tempered and modified by not wanting to offend another person or not wanting to upset? How easily we dilute our honesty because we fear that should another consume it undiluted it will be bitter and unpalatable. … Continue reading Daughter of mine.

An Unholy Rant

Dear Pogue, This is a letter that I have started several times only to find it populating the waste bin. I know what I feel and want to say but have never found the right way to express it. You see, this letter will start with an idea, a rather passionate one, something I need … Continue reading An Unholy Rant

Got this bad boy!

Dear Pogue, Just a note to let you know I started the Year of Health as per my recent letter to you, and, yes you can hold me accountable. Well I have eaten plant based meals so far since the letter. Big tick. I’ve run in the wind and rain (this is Cambridge in winter). … Continue reading Got this bad boy!

Behind the curtain

Dear Pogue, I’ve had a really good few days. I’ve been with people who I feel able to talk with and really say what I am feeling and ask the questions I usually only turn over in my mind. That rare breed of people you can let your guard down with and explore some craziness. … Continue reading Behind the curtain

It’s all related

Dear Pogue, Thanks for inviting me for coffee. You know that’s one of my favourite places to take coffee? A great place to chill and wile away the hours. The company wasn’t bad either. Good conversation. In fact what we were talking about, higher consciousness, being one with God, the Universe, left me thinking after … Continue reading It’s all related

Dear Teenager

Dear Pogue, The New Year is here. A Happy New Year to you. My wish for you this coming year is that you have a truly great year full of dreams turned reality and all that good stuff. Yeah! Ok. Remember how I left you with a challenge when I last wrote? Yes? We were … Continue reading Dear Teenager