Dear Pogue, You know how I like to cook and experiment with food? It's a creative art to me. Well, someone gave me a day at a cookery school learning how to bake bread. So yesterday I set off early, into the city on my bike, and spent the day getting covered in dough and … Continue reading It’s Not An Exact Art
Dear Pogue, What no letter! A whole week without an envelope of inspiration landing on your door mat and calling to you: “Open me, open me”. It wasn’t that inspiration dried up. No, rather inspiration took annual leave whilst I sat around feeling sorry for myself. Let me explain. I had helped to look after … Continue reading Where does it come from?
Dear Pogue, Tell me. Have you ever listened to a story teller? Someone who can take words and weave them in to something enchanting, something mesmerising that draws you in and engages you, maybe engages your whole being? Story is the one thing that can hold a humans’ attention for hours. Nobody can look away … Continue reading Tell me a story.
Dear Pogue, Here’s a thing. I’ve been watching the World Athletics Championships in Doha. Oh, forgive me for jumping straight in. How are you. I trust you are well. OK? I know you like running and competition, so you’re probably watching too. I used to come and watch you run but I never saw what … Continue reading Ain’t no favourites.
Dear Pogue, Just a quick thought to remind us both that there is magic in our world with one of my favourite quotes. People need to be told that over and over. We started to exchange letters on freethinkers and it will take a freethinker to find that place. Undoubtedly it is a place filled … Continue reading As Mad as Hatters
Dear Pogue, Did you enjoy the weekend? The sun shone and shone here so I max'd out time in the courtyard with a good book, a couple of coffees and as the sun slid into absence, a cheeky beer. In the evening, as I was home alone, I made hamburgers and watched football. I feel … Continue reading Wouldn’t it be something?
Pogue, Not a letter but a note. I just want to share a little something with you. You know I haven't been writing to you for very long and I started so that we'd have a place to share views, thoughts and some frustrations as you'll remember from the first letter? It was just me … Continue reading Their Kindness Made Me Smile
Dear Pogue, Have you ever done one of those personality tests? So many employers seem to use them now. I suppose they believe it gives them an idea of what they‘re getting or what they've got. So, I came across a person who, having done a test discovered they were a so called "D". You … Continue reading Self Fulfilling Prophecy
Dear Pogue, I have a friend who has just gone to university. "So what" I hear you ask, "aren't a whole bunch of kids off to university about now?" Yes, that's true, but my friend didn't go with the hoards of 18 and 19 year olds fresh from school, most trying to delay employment as … Continue reading Some say weird, I say different.
Dear Pogue, There is a musician called Yusuf Islam. Back in the day he was known as Cat Stevens. There's so much about "back in the day" that's to like. If you listen to his songs you will find a kindred spirit, a seeker, someone looking for a better world and there is a simple … Continue reading True Love
Dear Pogue, Are you OK? I haven't written for a while as I have been travelling. Travelling sort of messes with my head and crashes my routine, especially when there's a time difference. When I am not writing I initially don't concern myself. Then, as time passes, concern begins to creep up and eventually a … Continue reading The Articulate Silence
Dear Pogue, You know all about Einstein? Well, on a day off from science he is reputed to have said: If you can't explain it to a six year old, you don't understand it yourself. I say "reputed" as there is now a lot on the net that he is credited with saying that is … Continue reading Listen to the Lion
Dear Pogue Did you enjoy my last letter? I haven't heard from you so I trust you are well and life is treating you kindly. It is said that there are no truths but only the way each one of us sees the world. There is no truth. There is only perception.Gustavo Flaubert. I am … Continue reading Truth, the sum of our perceptions
Dear Pogue, Let me tell you about a lady I am getting to like. Let me qualify that statement unless you get the wrong idea. Her name is Brooke Hampton and she appears in several paces on the web including her on web site, Barefoot Five. She's on Instagram but I came across her on … Continue reading Through the wardrobe.
Dear Pogue, I trust you are well and enjoying this lovely weather. I have been thinking about something that I observed the other day. I was walking home and there was a father and his son in front of me. The little boy was probably 6 or 7 and he had a cold. I wasn't … Continue reading Rose Coloured Glasses
Dear Pogue, Sometimes it's the smallest things that matter, that make a difference. A smile from someone we vaguely know that makes us feel welcome. "Thank you" , said with sincerity whilst being looked in the eye tells us that the effort was all worth it. Or a cup of well made coffee on an … Continue reading Does it make you smile?
Dear Pogue, With this letter let me start by posing a question. How bothered by sin is God? Is it really such a massive deal? Was that two questions? Never mind. Let’s think this through. There were no laws in the beginning that we know about. Oh, there was one about an apple. I … Continue reading It might be the wrong question
Bring em all in, bring em all into my heart Bring the unforgiven Bring the unredeemed Bring the lost and nameless Let 'em all be seen Bring 'em out of exile Bring 'em out of sleep Bring 'em to the portal Lay them at my feet Bring em all in, bring em all … Continue reading The Search Goes On
If you make a revolution, make it for fun, Don't make it in ghastly seriousness, Don't do it in deadly earnest, Do it for fun D H Lawrence - A Sane Revolution Dear Pogue, I have decided to write you a letter as opposed to sending an email or something on social media. … Continue reading Let’s Have A Little Revolution