Pogue, I don’t know about you but there doesn’t seem to be a day go by when I don’t turn on the news to be told how much my energy bill is about to cost me🥺 Day after day after day! And I’m a smart guy (at least I think so) so I get that … Continue reading Monday Musing.
They were liesThey were liesAnd there were liesBut they said it was the truthAnd they believed it was the truthSo maybe it was the truthWhilst remaining a lieYou seeing the world from your eyesWhilst I see it from mineSo much experience Preceding our beliefs Reenforcing our beliefsOur definitions of all that has happened So we … Continue reading There Were Lies
Morning Pogue, Remember how we talked and expressed our amazement over the narrative that the Russian people were being told about the war in Ukraine? How the invasion of a sovereign nation was being passed off as an act of defence. Then seeing TV interviews with everyday Russians who wholeheartedly believed what they were being … Continue reading Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, As you are obviously aware, I’m holidaying in exotic climes. Days spent reading, writing and thinking, besides swimming and catching up on my share of the sunshine. This has given me time and opportunity to read more widely than normal and listen to podcasts I might not listen to at home because they … Continue reading Mondays Musings
Dear Pogue, They lied to me! They did, they did! And it was subtle and clever because it started early and I was too innocent to be aware. But the lid came off last week and now I know. It happened like this. I had left a shop and was walking behind a child and … Continue reading Monday Musing
Dear Pogue, I’ve been back on the road for a short trip so haven’t put pen to paper for a week but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been thinking. My thoughts have flowed from some of the letters that we shared recently and I have found myself asking: “Who owns the truth?”. You’re probably thinking … Continue reading Truth, what truth?
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