Sun Dried Sparrows

Yesterday afternoon, here in the East of England, the skies turned an eerie yellow-brown before swathes of grey merged with it like watercol...

How are you doing?  I must admit that, like many I’m sure, I’m finding the ever-increasing sadness, insanity and worries about the world qui...

I feel like a total fraud, calling myself a blogger when I haven't written anything here in nearly two months. I can only thank you for ...

Could it be? Could it? Could this object, nestled in the palm of my hand, have also nestled in the palm of another hand (probably a much hai...

Another strange year, another strange Christmas - but here's wishing you as peaceful, happy, safe and rockin' a Christmas as you can...

Another delve back to the '70s, not to Hyde Park this time but to the county where I did most of my growing up, courtesy of a copy of a ...

I stepped into a time machine the other evening and travelled back to 1971, courtesy of a charming documentary currently available as part o...

Breasts!  Now I have your attention, I'm going to write about… well, yes...breasts!  Indeed, those delightful squidgy orbs possessed by ...