Dear Pogue, I would be surprised if you knew who the Cambridge Five were. No they weren’t a rock band from “back in the day”. Good try though. They were Englishmen who held security positions and spied for the Russians or Soviet Union as was back in the 1950’s and 60’s. All five went to … Continue reading Possessed!
Dear Pogue, I have not written for a few days as I have been allowing my curiosity free rein this week, and who could blame me? Here in lockdown I need to find some room for exploration. My curiosity has moved out from the last two posts I wrote and was seen to have a … Continue reading Surrender
Dear Pogue, Back in the most wonderful of places, back in the day, when everything was just right, if my memory is honest, there was a band called the Vapors. I think they were a one hit wonder with a song called ‘Turning Japanese’. Why am I telling you this? Well, other than trying to … Continue reading Shibumi
Dear Pogue, You remember that letter I recently sent you on heroes and antiheroes? I trust you read it? Well here’s a thing, our letter once again found its way to other people and one of those people was sufficiently absorbed by the contents to actually write back. Surprised? I was. The correspondent was a … Continue reading Wabi-Sabi
Pogue, It’s done. I’m there. I’m free at last from the hours of torment I have had to endure. I know what people feel like when they reach the mountain’s summit, place their flag and stop to look out over the world. No doubt a frozen world and I have to be honest and say … Continue reading The Harley Diaries. Lock down with attitude 5.
This caught my attention as I always liked Neil Young and the things he wrote...and it’s a good post, so this is my first ever reblog I Allays Thought I Didn’t Like Neil Young Sometimes We Just Don’t Know I always thought that there was a genre of music that I didn’t really like. The … Continue reading It’s my first time!
Dearest Pogue, How are you, you frontline warrior, battling the world with a stethoscope and personal protective equipment? You’re doing a great job. And here’s a little distraction. You remember the Beetles? Well you obviously don’t as they were long gone before you were even a twinkle in your mother’s eye but you know of … Continue reading Screw You
Pogue, Nearly there! Not without stress I would add. Another piece had managed to avoid being contained in position at the right moment. You only discover these errant pieces when you come to build a new section, and this is, without fail, many stages down the line. Another moment when, as I struggled to get … Continue reading The Harley Diaries. Lockdown With Attitude 4.
Dear Pogue, Recently someone commented that beauty was not something that resided in looks, rather, in their opinion, it was a quality found in the spirit or soul of a person. Not something superficial but a deep rooted quality. That said, I want to put it out there that we are all, initially, temporarily attracted … Continue reading A beautiful soul.
Dear Pogue, Today I am writing as a form of therapy, to help me recover from my Lego experience. Well, do you remember this? We can beat them, just for one dayWe can be Heroes, just for one day Yeah, I’m back to the man Bowie. You see, having started writing about him three posts … Continue reading What happened to the heroes?
Pogue, You need to know I’m sitting here browsing Amazon. I’ve entered the search term “daughter” and there are a number of options coming up, some on next day delivery! There’s a very nice young lady called Keira Knightly, little older than you but not much, and very affordable. And there’s Anna Kendrick. Both seem … Continue reading The Harley Diaries. Lockdown With Attitude 3.
Dear Pogue, Tell me, who decides what is right and what is wrong? Indeed, where is the divide between so-called good and bad? If I was to draw a line and place a mark right in the middle, what would you place either side of the line? Well lies, lies are bad. I had a … Continue reading Maybe things just “are”.
Pogue, OK, so I’ve spent more than three hours assembling pieces that have no right to exist in a, or all, universes. More, what sort of troubled people do Lego employ? Who spends their working day deconstructing a perfectly good motorcycle, a Harley Davidson Fatboy no less, to enable them to turn it into a … Continue reading The Harley Dairies. Lockdown with attitude 2.
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.
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?
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?
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
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.
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
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
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!
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.
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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!