Pogue, If you think you noticed a Monday Musing and now you’re wondering about your faculties because it’s not there, fear not, it was me not you. Usual issues! Fingers working faster than brain🥺 But fear not. You obviously thought the Musing was exceptional, which, in true humility, I have to admit it was, it’ll … Continue reading There it wasn’t!
So Pogue, After yesterdays letter I had to soooo…. share this with you. I mean, what are we going to listen to except the Man himself telling about his mojo. Enjoy, and keep your own mojo working. It makes life so much more fun😎 Yours Wic
Pogue, I lost my mojo! You know what I’m saying? All of a sudden I have found myself with nothing to say! Can you believe me? Yeah, I know that’s a big ask. How did it happen? Well my routine was decimated (and I’m now realising the importance of continuity, of a routine). My mother … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, I’ve returned to last weeks Musing when writing you this letter. We talked about energy, positive and negative, and the way we’re affected by it. This had left me thinking about this throughout the week. Obviously I wish to live in a place of good and positive energy. I mean, who doesn’t? And at … Continue reading Monday Musing
Pogue, Should I be disappointed, even sad when I write something that is undoubtedly a great piece of creativity and only 3 or 4 people read it. Or multiple people read it and only 3 or 4 like it. I mean, there it is and I’ve poured myself into it, shed tears, sweated blood, built … Continue reading Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, First, if you’re in a hurry or short on time, don’t start this letter. It’s long. I got started and the conversation I was having with myself expanded. It needed to as I was looking for answers. There, you’re on notice. So…. Are you able to stand off and observe yourself? Become the … Continue reading Mental Health, My Mental Health.
There’s an original thought out there It’s mine It’s not yoursIt’s out amongst the stars And on the breezeIt whisper in the trees with the leaves sing alongSo leave it alone becauseIt’s not yours to have It took more years than you’ve known To bring it to lifeMore experience than you’ve gained To breath in … Continue reading Thought
Pogue, You have just moved to new house. A new home. I've moved out of my house, and am pausing for a month or two and then moving into a new house. New home. So I'm out shopping yesterday evening as I have a wedding this coming weekend and had thrown out all formal shirts … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening to
Dear Pogue, I like to write to you and other people. It allows me to give expression to my thoughts and to create something, something that occasionally, I hope, has meaning. I can explore ideas, coming at them from different directions. More than that, I can look towards the consequence of ideas, explore how you … Continue reading Monday Musings.
Dear Pogue, You know our letters manage to find their way to other people and they read them which really is rude! Where have manners gone I ask myself? Well, that aside, one of the letters found its way to a lady in America (yes, I know. Unbelievable) and she wrote to me asking a … Continue reading Monday Musings
Dear Pogue Know this. We all have a narrative that we tell ourselves. We elaborate on that narrative at times, and occasionally we will take from it, dependant on our situation, mood or needs. That narrative will determine how we live our life, how we deal with people and situations. But more than this it … Continue reading The Story
Hey Pogue, What’s up? How are you getting along with the Laws? Getting your head around them? Well, taking your silence for affirmation I will progress to the next Law, the Law of Cause and Effect. If you take a moment and cast your mind back a few years you may well remember that there … Continue reading Law 5. Cause and Effect.
Morning Pogue, What a way to start the day with a letter from me! How are you? Ok, put this one away for a few minutes. It will make sense. Promise. “As above, so below”. Got it? OK. So in the book of Ecclesiastes the writer makes comment that “there is nothing new under the … Continue reading Law 3. Correspondence.
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.
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