Dear Pogue, Back in the most wonderful of places, back in the day, when everything was just right, if my memory is honest, there was a band called the Vapors. I think they were a one hit wonder with a song called ‘Turning Japanese’. Why am I telling you this? Well, other than trying to … Continue reading Shibumi
Dear Pogue, Please forgive me this letter. I just needed to write. I think I need to ground myself and I’m probably talking to myself. Yes, I know, the first signs of madness. But it will be a good conversation! I’ve had three busy weeks, which included a trip to Antwerp, full of people. I … Continue reading What a week or three!
Dear Pogue, This morning I find myself in a strange place. I know it has been caused by writing the last two letters. There I was, happily writing two letters a week, picking up things of interest and turning these into words. Vehicles for opinion and exploration. As I have told you, as the letters … Continue reading It’s all about ME!
Dear Pogue, There's a musician called Yusuf Islam. Back in the day he was known as Cat Stevens. There's so much about "back in the day" that's to like. If you listen to his songs you will find a kindred spirit, a seeker, someone looking for a better world and there is a simple honesty … Continue reading True Love
Dear Pogue, Are you OK? I haven't written for a while as I have been travelling. Travelling sort of messes with my head and crashes my routine, especially when there's a time difference. When I am not writing I initially don't concern myself. Then, as time passes, concern begins to creep up and eventually a … Continue reading The Articulate Silence