Author Archives: gelert848

…so why do we still travel in its shade? Yesterday would have been my brother’s birthday and I thought about it on and off all day. Memories came and went like visitors in rain-splattered macs carrying variously, ice-cream, smiles, beer … Continue reading →

Right. I seem to have deleted several posts while trying to shift them about. Have hit ‘restore’, but something is awry. Ah well, I don’t suppose they are any real loss. If I can find them, I’ll put them back, … Continue reading →

I might take a bit of time off work. Mornings find me achy and reluctant. The alarm beeps and I realise that though I’m tired, it isn’t really about not having much sleep. Outside is frost. Inside is a chill. … Continue reading →

I watched lilting while I was doing the ironing for my trip away. I chose it because it looked interesting, and because Ben Wishaw looks beautiful in it. I think I’m glad I did. On the surface it looks… well, … Continue reading →

It was a long and difficult day, and it was also Leavers Day. Out in the quad were strange young men and women, who only yesterday had been boys and girls in scruffy uniforms, arguing the toss with ‘Miss’ and … Continue reading →

It is Easter. We all know there is so much that is bogus, disappointing, sick, and warped about what is ‘organised religion’ today, but… I like to think that whatever lies behind all that is real, and not representative of … Continue reading →

Eye day again. Didn’t sleep well for the second night running and deprivation mingled with an outsize case of angst saw me arrive at the eye doctor’s large Georgian pile. It’s odd when you should be at work and you’re … Continue reading →

‘Naked came I into the world…’ and sure as hell, we go out the same way. Our ‘must have’s’ and our precious necessities and our belongings dwindle away to nothing but a pair of trousers we wouldn’t once have left … Continue reading →

We just had the Winter Soltice. Shortest day, longest night. Another year has come and gone in a circle that is part of both a smaller and a larger circle, because everything is that – a circle – from your … Continue reading →

“St David of Wales or ‘Dewi Sant’ (in Welsh), was a saint of the Celtic Church. It is thought that he was born near the present town of St David’s. The ruins of a small chapel dedicated to his mother … Continue reading →