Month: January 2019

I do not normally comment on books I am reading. Since I de-cluttered my books I found that my concentration span has increased a lot; over the last two days I have read and nearly finished two quite lengthy books. One was about a so-called spiritual centre in Forres, Scotland, called Findhorn. The book deconstructs the idea of it being a spiritual centre, rather a wasps nest of egos, politics,...

The telling of stories should be a unique and special part of our culture . Many of us remember being told stories on our parents knee or in bed. I think this is part of the bonding process between children and parents. We attended last night the Mendip storytelling Circle which was in the local village hall in Farringdon. There were about 50  of us there and we were greeted by the sight of a...

For some weeks now I have been feeling faint, lethargic, unable to find the strength to do something which is at arms length. If I was a Duracell battery I would be empty. I'm quite glad that this has coincided with a period of the year where no particular demands are being made upon me except for the odd hospital appointment here and there. A few days ago I decided to give in. I did not even...

Some weeks ago I wrote about smart meters in the local paper.  I just now received a call from someone of the "you don't know me and sorry to trouble you" variety. She told me that she does not have a smart meter and is very electro sensitive but then tells me that the electricity company EDF is pursuing her for a bill that she does not think she owes. She was away in hospital for about a month...

Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot – Oh Christ! That ever this should be. Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs, Upon the slimy sea. From the Rime of the Ancient Mariner Samuel Taylor...

Our local church has great ideas. Although we do not have a vicar in charge at the moment, services continue and we had our monthly communion at 11 o'clock this morning, Thursday, followed by a lunch provided by one of the ladies. The presiding vicar, Rev Trevor Stubbs, turned out to be quite a character. He had had living is in Africa, Sudan I think it was, Australia for three years various...