If you stand still long enough the conveyer belt of life comes round – a bit like The ‘Generation Game’. If you stand still and concentrate you may remember the items of your life. The pink eiderdown, the kitchen cabinet, the green half-moon rug. On Tuesday I had a zoom cocktail hour with four people, … Read more

Sound Bites

I’ve had many an unusual therapy in my life but this morning took the biscuit – gluten free of course. I am in the process of setting up a podcast. With the help of some extraordinary people and my family, a podcast is being shaped and organised. Part of the podcast will be introducing the … Read more

Disgusted from near Tunbridge Wells

I’m sure you know that in Norway they’re building kindergartens next to old peoples homes. A perfect combination of wisdom and grace. We have a similar set up here in the Publet. Two white haired individuals living next to a three year old who wants to play ball, hide under the swing set, nick the … Read more

ill will

So Bolsonaro has had hiccups for ten days, they have hospitalised the father of the rain forest waiting to cut him open. His inability to speak for a fortnight may just save an inch or two of the Amazon. Seeing the bloated Brazilian immobilised on a gurney felt like some kind of retribution. Not to … Read more


The dawter must have been about three. She was given a pink helium balloon, magical and girly. We expressly told her to hold onto the shiny string because if she let it go it would fly up, up and away. Her little fingers grasped that string with the might of a thirty three year old. … Read more

To P or not to P?

My basil has wilted round the edges – we need more sun. I keep looking up long range forecasts as if I had some say in the outcome of the weather. I tip-toe though the garden so I don’t slip on the soggy grass. I pinch out buttercups and daisies that are growing abundantly between … Read more

Stinking Willie

The last time I walked the walk the ferns and nettles hadn’t unfurled, today when I walked the walk if I didn’t know where I was going I wouldn’t have known where I was going. The sun baked my shoulders, the grass was forgiving, soft under foot. Then I crossed over the lane through the … Read more


I read today that Bath University’s latest findings for insomniacs is that they stay awake all night (obviously) and by so doing eventually the body resets itself. Well it’s 4.41 a.m and I’ve been into the garden; the birds chattering and the rain drops glistening. Eaten a big, fat, juicy strawberry and a handful of … Read more

What a Cow

Many moooons ago I was in a touring theatre group. From here to there we drove with our revolutionary fervour and a van full of costumes and ideals. We never made the Home Counties though. Our type of political agitprop did not go down well with the comely folk of Tunbridge Wells or Bury St.Edmunds … Read more