Category Archives: Thinking, or ranting, or both

Trampled. Green. And sparkly

Posted on March 21, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Flick. Skim. Flick. That was me, last Sunday, with the newspaper. Jaded with news, jaded with the world. Just jaded. Then an opinion piece caught my eye. About ‘the song of the selfie siren’. And the deaths that result from … Continue reading →

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More things in heaven and earth

Posted on March 15, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Last Saturday, early in the afternoon, I stood before a cottage window, gazing across a wide valley. Filtered through mist, great hills rose and fell, like whales caught in freeze frame, arcing from a hazy sea. Below the window, mere … Continue reading →

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Democracy Dies in Darkness

Posted on March 4, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Diogenes, it’s said, carried a lamp by day as he walked the streets of Athens. Asked why, he said he was looking for an honest man. Is this a perennial quest, to remain forever unfulfilled? Because we simply don’t know … Continue reading →

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“What is truth? What IS truth?”

Posted on March 4, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Couldn’t we – shouldn’t we – all be asking that question? When we’re living in a world in which a big red bus drove Britain out of Europe. And a new American President claps his hands – because he believes … Continue reading →

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Young girls picked them, every one

Posted on February 8, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

For the last few days I’ve been wondering what I can do, if anything, to make things better in this mad, mad, post-truth, us-and-them world. And I think I have a solution. That’s quite a claim to make, I know. … Continue reading →

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Are people made from trees?

Posted on January 31, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

If Norse myths are to be believed then, yes, we are – and there are plenty of less credible stories around in these days of Trump triumphant. But I’m off politics. For today. So, staying with tales of yore… In … Continue reading →

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What is the sound of one hand clapping?

Posted on January 23, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

If you recognise that question you could be into Zen philosophy. Or you could, like me, have heard it asked in Van Morrison’s song, Enlightenment. In fact the question is derived from a Zen ‘koan’ – a concept described by … Continue reading →

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