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British Summer Time…. and the rain beats incessantly on the window. I should be labouring in the garden, sawing, building, (happily now done with the digging- for the time being), but my resolve dissipates in the face of the unending wet, and anyway the timber I need to use up (a slowly diminishing pile) isContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Gratitude. I written about gratitude before, and how it’s something I feel I (we?) am not always good at. Not failure to express thanks for a specific gift/present/deed,(I can be embarassingly effusive) but rather an absence of proper appreciation of “what we have”, or pehaps more correctly, “where we are and who we have aroundContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

Some, I’m sure, will suggest that my tardy post is the result of a slow recovery from drunken birthday celebrations. I smile wryly at the memory. These (post stroke) days, a drunken debauche can be the third glass of wine, where once (and I look back now in horror!) it might have been the thirdContinue reading “It’s a (later than it should be) Dog’s Life..”

Another solar revolution almost complete, and by Friday I’ll be started on my sixtieth orbit. I was actually asked today what I might wish to do for the big 6-0 when it rolls round (if spared). I’m tempted to suggest a world tour, ” Still not dead yet” (and other songs by LDW – youContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

OK, so technically it was yesterday. However yesterday was an eleven hour day at the coalface so… Speaking of the front line of truth and accuracy in the provision of public transport: Is A.I. now sounding too human?. I had this recently, and it’s becoming more common… Vocal complainer -“I gave my credit details/flat number/intendedContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life (anniversary edition)”

It’s February, and the winter passes, (though I can remember snow in May) and the rain becomes marginally less constant, I look out at the garden, and I see tasks bud and sprout around it’s edges. Now I stress that no greenery is directly involved in anything I may do – that aspect of theContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Iife….”

I’m an old romantic, me. I always try to do something special for Valentines day, and this year, I think I outdid myself. I gave Chris, – COVID. Of course I did have to go out and get it first. That turned out to be less hard than you’d think, especially, since like many folkContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s…Love”

Our anniversary falls at the end of Febrary, and we commonly make the effort to get away “somewhere#” for a couple of days, leaving our helpless children to eat pizza and Chinese. (# In the manner of Berwick-on-Tweed, rather than say, Lanzerotti). In my online search for accomodation, I am “helped” by todays more sophisticatedContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”

“…remember Tam O’Shanter’s mare!” We like to do Burns night in style. All the speeches, all the toasts, the poems, haggis, song, music, digerdoo’s, 9 foot long scroll of lyrics, Welsh choral singing, sheep punk (you had to be there). It’s possible that there may have been some small libation consumed (not one bottle ofContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life …”

I got the all clear from a health check that, I confess, had me a little worried. A colleague (younger than I) tragically lost a member of his peer group to illlness. A very dear friend has had to call off, due to being in hospital, awaiting results. I watch the latest episode of aContinue reading “It’s a Dog’s Life…”