Morning Pogue, There’s an old Robert Palmer song with a chorus of: Ooh it takes every kinda peopleTo make what life’s about, yeahEvery kinda peopleTo make the world go round And this forty years before we got to Black Lives Matter. Yes it does take “every kinda people” because life has the potential to be … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, I told you recently that I had read Carlo Rovelli’s There are places in the world where rules are less important than kindness. When I bought it I was unaware of the author. I mean, an Italian quantum physicist! I know you think I can be random but even I do miss some … Continue reading Monday Musing
Morning Pogue, There’s a story told about the artist Picasso. Apparently one day whilst having coffee at a cafe he took out his pen and doodled on a napkin. This he did for a few minutes and then, he finished his coffee and made to leave. He was about to throw away the napkin with … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue, My reading, like this study of Love that we've started, has led my mind into distant places and dusty, cobweb immeshed corners. In my thoughts I'm opening hidden doors down secluded passageways and watching lingering sunsets in a way I don't think I’ve done before. And I'm filling my notebook with all sorts … Continue reading Monday Musings
So here's a question Pogue. Who is Normal Man? I had a friend when I was in school who, at the time Superman was having some popularity and tee-shirts with the iconic 'S' were being worn, made a tee-shirt with a large 'N' in place of the 'S'. Under the 'N' he printed 'Who is … Continue reading Monday Musings
Morning Pogue, The Buddha told a story which goes roughly like this. A young man, having lost his wife, had been left to raise his son. He loved the boy very much. One day whilst away from the village bandits attacked and when he returned he found many dead and much of the village destroyed … Continue reading State Your Truth
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.
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.
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.