Tag Archives: relationships
Cap and gown
When I reached the magical age of 14 I had had enough of school, and left. It was my hope then that Dad would be happy for me to learn a trade, either as a plumber or bricklayer, but for some reason that didn’t happen. So for the next three months after I left school […]
Getting it right
Most of us know someone who lacks the ability to get things done. The world is full of them. Others, the suggester-ers, may resort to name-calling, tears, comparisons with so-and-so (usually a relative on their side of the family), even mild hysterics. All to no avail when it comes to the likes of the person […]
When I was a boy
Here are some various memories of my boyhood. Sometimes a song on the radio takes me back to when I was a boy, back to before transistor radios and TV which were still progressing through their pregnancy, back to the days of monotonously grey Sunday afternoons. There was one thing that lifted my spirits though, […]
Lines connecting
Alone amidst the throng who pass me by knowing they see only the outward shape of me and nothing more familiar copy of their own they see yet see not me. * I share with them a common clay breathe, eat, sleep, and pass each day as they this I know, as they know too […]
Thoughts from dust
I dare to stand and speak forth what I have written here, that which from my innermost being I have felt, which like a spring from deepest earth has risen, things which are dear to me or move me much, my friend. * Watching, you see only the outwardness of this, my being; enquire, and […]
Final confirmation (conceptual realisations)
It was the absence of familiar sounds that pushed the first alert button in my mind, as Sugar, our cat, hadn’t purred her gentle, ‘Get up and feed me now!’ call in my ear. The second alert registered when I realised my eyes were open but there was nothing to see; just a soft, creamy […]
The writings of a Lancashire lad 
Oddities
I’d seen them before, a twosome usually but sometimes with an addition, walking down the streets of our small town. Strange people I thought, certain too that other normal people would think the same. (I can really be very arrogant in my thoughts at times! Just as well others can’t read them.) Anyway, the most […]