To the land of dreams I run, When the day makes off with the sun. "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." - Matthew 11:28 There comes a time, as the last embers of daylight are swallowed by the abyss of night, when I … Continue reading To the Land of Dreams I Run
Category: history
Remnants
When the dead are yonder and break not one more heart, they leave us things to ponder: accidental art. Update: 2nd March, 2025. I recall writing this post after reflecting on the slow, relentless erosion of ancient sandstone gravestones in the many churchyards and cemeteries my work led me to. Time and the elements conspired … Continue reading Remnants
The Birthday Present
Tomorrow is my birthday. I am, of course, about 36 - chokes on an unforgivable falsehood and gasps for air like a fish flung onto a riverbank. My mind drifts back to a time when birthdays were less about existential reckoning and more about pure, unadulterated want. There was a toy aeroplane in the window … Continue reading The Birthday Present
Soap and The Eff Word.
We’ve all heard it, haven’t we? “Wash your mouth out with soap!” - the time-honoured battle cry of scandalised mothers and exasperated schoolteachers at the merest whiff of profanity. It’s one of those sayings that practically begs to be spoken, an incantation of moral hygiene, if you will. Failing to utter it in the wake of … Continue reading Soap and The Eff Word.
Wording 