Morning Pogue, As you know I used to do Krav Maga. I was never particularly good but I enjoyed it for the most part. Part of not being as good as one would like to be meant that on numerous occasions I would find myself seated on the floor, a ringing in my ears and … Continue reading Monday Musing
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A Bird
There’s a bird I watch from my windowShe comes day after daySoaring on the up draughtsBorn of stormy windsNever fluttering a wingEasyQueen of the skyNot a care or concern can be seenAnd as Lawrence wrote “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself A small bird drop frozen dead from a bough without ever … Continue reading A Bird
Monday Musing
Pogue, The very first person we referenced in our letters was D.H.Lawrence. Here’s a very short poem by the same which makes a profound statement and makes me wonder at men’s self indulgence. I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a boughwithout ever having felt … Continue reading Monday Musing
Screw You
Dearest Pogue, How are you, you frontline warrior, battling the world with a stethoscope and personal protective equipment? You’re doing a great job. And here’s a little distraction. You remember the Beetles? Well you obviously don’t as they were long gone before you were even a twinkle in your mother’s eye but you know of … Continue reading Screw You
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