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Food, inglorious food

I’m resting my broken wrist (and imagination) for the next few weeks. Well, as much as I can. The recent editing of 99,000 words of fiction down to 88,000, in two weeks, took its toll. I am also confined to … Continue reading

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Today’s swift insight into my world

I walk into the upholsterer’s shop. A pair of pointy black leather men’s shoes stands, as if the owner disintegrated, like the witch the house fell on in the wizard of Oz. ‘Your shoes?’ I ask the man behind the … Continue reading

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Watch your language!

My last post was so unsuccessful I’ve decided to post another picture. Enjoy this: Over and out. I have work to do. 🙂

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Sweet, or soft?

Updated again (more haste less speed)… I’m posting a couple of pictures today, as a vehicle for telling you I’m going to hibernate from blogging  – and reading other bloggers’ words – for the next two weeks or so. I … Continue reading

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More things in heaven and earth

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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Just so you know, a few recent posts are going missing

MANY, many thanks to those of you who read and made such kind comments on my 2016 Christmas story, A Tale of Old Mistress Winter. I do indeed, as some of you suggested, hope to publish it ‘properly’ in some … Continue reading

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The short route

Saturday morning. 6.40 am. Birds are chirruping, the sun has got his hat on, the sky’s forget-me-not blue. Try as I might, I can’t pretend I’m sleeping. I give up, get up and prepare for a weekend jaunt. Queen Street … Continue reading

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