Pogue, I've had a morning of self examination and have decided to continue this by writing a letter addressed to you but probably written to me. By sending it to you I feel I will maintain some honesty in my reflections as, well, you'll hold me accountable if I don't, in your own sweet fashion. … Continue reading I Write. A Friday Fought.
Dear Pogue, Sometimes all the magic there is is all the magic you make. Like, you’re responsible for how the world functions. Not necessarily the events because in life things can happen to us. You must have had occasions when you’ve just stopped and had to take a breath whilst thinking, “Didn’t see that one … Continue reading Sometimes You Have To Make The Magic
Monday morning Pogue😊 Let’s do things in reverse and start by saying “Have a good one” which we usually finish with. There’s a minor rebellion just there. Good, got that out of the way. Here’s a trade secret. Before I blog I write my words in a note pad. I believe I’m part of a … Continue reading Monday Musings.
Hey, Pogue, What's up? Yesterday I wrote to you about everyone needing a Little Red Corvette in their lives. A little unusual that will stand out in a world of predominantly grey cars. So, having written that I had to go and play this song, headphones on, strutting around the kitchen like Prince. Today, I … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…what I’m listening to now.
Dear Pogue, I recently mused on a Monday and asked you to think about who Normal Man was. Remember? So who is this person (and I'll take Normal Woman for an answer)? Our new, soon to be iconic, superhero. The defender of all that makes our usual day. Protecting our boundaries from the extraordinary. Our … Continue reading Who Is Normal Man?
Been a few weeks since I wrote to you a letter about a book Pogue, but I have been reading. It’s a particular time of year in England. November, the leaves are vacating the trees, the air has a chill in the morning and we remember. We’ve just passed by Remembrance Sunday. We’ve worn our … Continue reading Been Reading
Pogue, Another day, another song. Makes us smile 😃 And...this one comes from the most mysterious of places, ‘back in the day’. So I’m thinking this is one you will not know and when I can surprise you, in a nice way, that’s a good day. Also, it’s come to my notice that there are … Continue reading Songs to Pogue…What I’m Listening To Now.
Pogue, There’s a trilogy that’s currently two books deep and there it’s been for some time. Over eight years actually. And there are so many waiting for it to be published because the first two novels were so good. The Name Of The Wind and The Wise Man’s Fears have been read compulsively by many … Continue reading Been Reading…
Pogue, I have a number of books I keep on a shelf that I revisit or dip into from time to time. Today’s excerpt comes from the one that’s been there longest, Jonathon Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach. It’s a short read, maybe 3 hours, but read with an open mind, it will live with … Continue reading Been Reading…
Pogue, I read a fair bit and am always finding quotes and sections of books I love to revisit. I thought I would like to share them and bless both of us. You in the receiving and me in the knowledge that I have given something that is special to me. My first choice is … Continue reading Been Reading….
Pogue, Do you know that we are all story tellers? Yes, everyday. We all have a story in our heads about ourselves and we have the right to write it. Others will, throughout our lives, strive to write the story for us, to fill the book with their words. And you, you have to not … Continue reading Monday Musings
So Pogue, Here’s a quote to start your week: And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche So this week understand there is music in your soul that particular music is...just in your soul. It’s the flow of life that you … Continue reading Monday Musing
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, You remember that place that only I know the way to? Back in the day? Well, back in this most magical of places, I would always hurry home on a Friday to catch a programme called Happy Days. No “Catch Up TV” then! Anyway, there was a character called the Fonz, and, back … Continue reading Be your own cool.
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, The last letter I sent you, I don’t understand how other people got to read it. Was it sealed when it arrived? Putting this mystery aside, some of those who read it said nice things so I guess, all in all, we got a win (someone even suggested there’s a book in all … Continue reading Get a real job.
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, How’s your week going? I know you had to work some nights so I hope you have recovered. I thought I’d like to share a few lines from a favourite song that always encourages me and helps me to be forward looking. Whatever happened to the dreamersThey always look beyond the skySaw a … Continue reading Dream from where you stand.
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