Dear Pogue, Did you enjoy the last letter. I actually enjoyed writing it and the process that preceeded it. The thought that went into it. Sometimes I think I write you letters because they give me encouragement to spend time in thought. Thought’s good. Tell me, do you take time and think things through? Do … Continue reading Surely you don’t believe that!
Dear Pogue, The saddest book I ever read is called Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee and it recounts the mistreatment and the destruction of the Native American peoples and their way of life. Even now, some years later, I remember the sadness it brought to me, a feeling of helplessness having witnessed a monumental … Continue reading The saddest thing
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
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 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