Being a Bright Spark

During this Bank Holiday weekend, I set myself the challenge of entering the Shed and sorting out the contents, as my dear friend Barry, has been cathartically clearing out his own. As I am not one to not look the proverbial gift horse in the mouth, with open arms I welcomed important ‘stock’ from hisContinue reading “Being a Bright Spark”

Being Loved

It’s five minutes to six in the morning. I know this because I’ve been awake for some time now and had to listen while the birds perform their morning dawn chorus. They always start at the first crack of sparrow’s fart and witter on for the next two hours extolling the virtues of their ownContinue reading “Being Loved”

Being Probed

It’s Sunday afternoon. Harriet has been released from Lockdown at the Care Home and she is unable to go back to work there until she has 1. Been tested for Covid-19 and 2. Been given the all-clear. As several of our family are designated as ‘Key Workers’ in the Covid-19 pandemic, we have each receivedContinue reading “Being Probed”

Being Completely Relaxed

In 1983, the British band, Frankie Goes To Hollywood, released ‘Relax’. With its throbbing rhythm, slapping baseline and pulsating synth chords, relaxation is not something that readily springs to my mind…. However, as we are all undergoing differing anxiety and stress levels while the present pandemic sweeps across the globe, Charlotte has suggested that, asContinue reading “Being Completely Relaxed”

Being Confined to Barracks

It’s been some considerable time now. Long enough for most of us to forget when it all began. The Great Confinement will undoubtedly become fabled like the stories of old, which started with the immortal line, “During the war…” and were swiftly followed by other such lines as… “Do you remember…”      “…the crispy bacon?…”       “…theContinue reading “Being Confined to Barracks”