Visitation
All of us have much to thank to young thinkers, people of intelligence and substance in an age that we, today, think it fun to mimic or ridicule. These were the great thinkers that guided society in ways that we can be truly thankful for even now. These men and women, were those who refused to tailor their writing to religious dogma. Rather, they interwove religion into higher realms of thought and inner consciousness. IBM
Atlantic Challenger 2015
Written on 18 March 2015 whilst following Atlantic Challenger’s progress in the night on AI Navigation in Liverpool. Such excitement. Such pride in my nieces, now both very happily married and living intwo of the most beautiful counties in Britain, north and south. Challenger is still very much in life’s frame and a nautical theme that underpins both nieces. I admit great pride and joy.
Displaced Moroccan Friend
Written in 2015, and in tribute to a friend in Morocco, which country is beautiful, whose people are wonderful, yet whose national mindset sees me and my people as an affront to their god, and the maintenance, even, of FB friendship places him in regular danger of betrayal.
Fables
Written without intent, waking suddenly at 6 am on 6 August 2014. Having penned it, I turned over at 6.25 am and had another hour. Later, the first reports on the news that Europe’s first spacecraft Rosetta is entering a triangular orbit around Comet 67P after “a ten-year chase”.
I write this because my patience is tried when I’m asked to abandon all logic and to accept that the entire Universe is only eight thousand years old. I’ll turn over again!
The Longhand Letter ~ Second Edition (2024)
This postbox has been here for more than a century. It is on the Prestbury Road just beyond Pittville Circus roundabout if heading into town. Havanas Coffee House is where Mr Gillier the Grocer supplied provisions to 20 and 25 Windsor Street a hundred meters the other side of the circus; the letter box to which I’d post letters for Grandma …
