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273. Edinburgh mornings 19: What a great day it’s been. (21 Apr. 18).

This “Edinburgh morning” actually concerns events from the afternoon on Saturday just past (21/04). I’ve fudged the timeline to fit the name of the series. I know it’s unforgivable. I claim artistic licence. There’s been a clutch of these come along … Continue reading

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43.Happy Anniversary 2. 2013/14.

The original version 1 of this written in May 2013, was only the second piece I’d written at that stage. Everything on this page, “It started in the kitchen”, has it’s creative genesis in April / May 2013’s breaching of … Continue reading

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93. The mist. (22 June 15).

I wasn’t going to post this having just finished it. I was going to sit on it until the moment felt right, sometime when, sometime never. But typing now it weighs like a duty I’m bound to, to swallow pride … Continue reading

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91. The Bucket of Steam. (21 June 15).

Just for a change, it’s a load of ‘new’ bollocks for a Sunday afternoon….   91. The Bucket of Steam. (21 June 15). And the bucket of steam, Got up and took a long stand, Where it leaned against the … Continue reading

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88. The other side of the mirror. 23 May 15.

The crux of this has come to me as I’ve been beached in the armchair, feet up with Emmylou Harris soothing the soul. She does a remarkable job as this just walked through the door of my consciousness that she … Continue reading

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76. The sheep and the washing machine. (04 Mar 15)

An excursion into the political with this, although at the time propped up in bed on a Sunday morning, it wasn’t by design so much as rhyme as the first two lines parked themselves on the page. At the time … Continue reading

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63. A sleepy ambush. (December ’14)

Another example of that slippery character inspiration not knowing when it’s time to go to bed. Just about to put my head down this particular night when a face and then a name pops up from the past. Then I … Continue reading

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From the top of the head, to the tips of the toes. A Vipassana memoir. Part 1.

Picture courtesy of the Dharma Dipa Vipassana Meditation Centre website. From opposite directions. It’s early April 1993 and I’m standing at Victoria coach station in London waiting to board the coach to Gloucester. Once there I’m to take a local … Continue reading

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44.The Canal.

This one was always going to be among the first posted here but I needed a good friend to give his blessing to it first as part of the inspiration is down to a story of his. The scene with … Continue reading

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78. Blood and chocolate and bunnies. (March 2015)

This lyric was written as a follow up to a trio of pieces written for last Christmas titled “The Man Who Killed Christmas, A trilogy in red and silver”. Two of the three featured a certain character in wide brimmed … Continue reading

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