by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because itContinue reading “The road not taken”
Author Archives: Robin
Christmas past and Christmas present, what now lies ahead?
Christmas came and now its gone. All packed away for another year. In many ways Christmas remains the same except gradual changes creep in year on year and my Christmas of 2022 is very different from the early ones I can remember in the 50s. Nowadays we start preparing for Christmas in the New Year,Continue reading “Christmas past and Christmas present, what now lies ahead?”
Horror that followed us from town to town
When I left Basildon at the end of summer 1974 I did not know if I would ever be back. My move from there, initially, to the other side of the country was to create a breathing space, not just for me but also for someone who had become close. Initially my only contact wouldContinue reading “Horror that followed us from town to town”
Teddy Bear
by A A Milne A bear, however hard he tries, Grows tubby without exercise. Our Teddy Bear is short and fat, Which is not to be wondered at; He gets what exercise he can By falling off the ottoman, But generally seems to lack The energy to clamber back. Now tubbiness is just the thingContinue reading “Teddy Bear”
Time to make my final stand as the hedge wars reach their Waterloo
It is time for the war to end. It has gone on too long with casualties on both sides. Now, however, we have reached the point where one side must achieve victory – that will be MY victory. Yes, this year, 11 years after the struggle began, I am determined to have my Waterloo and,Continue reading “Time to make my final stand as the hedge wars reach their Waterloo”
At long last I found ‘Uncle Howard’
Have you ever had that niggling little memory which has lost a piece of itself in that labyrinth we call the mind? It’s only a tiny bit missing but it makes all the difference to what you are trying to remember. I retrieved one of those bits tyesterday and I had been hunting for itContinue reading “At long last I found ‘Uncle Howard’”
How strong are your resolutions as we face a Brave New Year?
A New Year lies before us and this is normally a time to make resolutions, hollow promises of what we will do in the year ahead. We announce our intention to lose weight; to stop smoking; to drink less; to be kind to others; to refrain from licentious behaviour; not to abuse others on Facebook,Continue reading “How strong are your resolutions as we face a Brave New Year?”
Poetry or song? It’s just words
The other day I gave you the lyrics of a Bob Dylan song from 57 years ago and suggested that lyrics are basically poetry without words. Then again some of the finest lyricists in the world are really poets first who then have their poetry put to music. This does not mean all poems couldContinue reading “Poetry or song? It’s just words”
Desolation Row
by Bob Dylan b. 1941 They’re selling postcards of the hanging, they’re painting passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner, they’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tightrope walker, the other is in his pants And the riotContinue reading “Desolation Row”
The prodigal’s return after playing ‘poo sticks’ with a new prickly pal
Gone (for a while) but hopefully not forgotten. Unlike the Prodigal Son I have not frittered away my time or money, I have just been taking a break from cerebral activity and spending more time on manual work in the garden. I’ve also been making friends with a rather prickly chap who began to makeContinue reading “The prodigal’s return after playing ‘poo sticks’ with a new prickly pal”
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