When the person on the morning news program says, "And now the news, travel and weather where you are." I look out of the window. The weather seems quite nice, a little chill but sunny. The road looks empty apart from the parked cars so there's not much to report about travel. News? Well, no … Continue reading Is no news good news?
Further to my piece of July 22, 2022, where I wrote of using an old Midland Bank paying-in book to pay in a cheque to my HSBC account. I used the Midland Bank book, same account and sort code numbers, because none of the HSBC paying-in books I had had any paying-in slips left in … Continue reading Wunch of Bankers
At work, they (yes, those mysterious "they") are trialling a new set of group email addresses so for a couple of days there have been these emails arriving telling us that they are trialling a new set of group email addresses. They are dynamic apparently, these email addresses, so when new members of staff join … Continue reading An interesting ride? I wouldn’t bank on it.
About a month past, the stormy winds which did blow, blew out a garden fence panel. It was on the side that our neighbours have responsibility for, so it was up to them to get it fixed. To compound things the fence posts either end of the fence panel had both rotted away at ground … Continue reading Don’t fence me in…
Musical appreciation, a blog piece in three parts at least, in which I digress... I know, I know, I've said it before but I'm jolly well going to say it again. Musical appreciation is hugely subjective. One person's Rib Eye Steak is another person's Tofu Burger. Speaking of which, which I don't believe I was … Continue reading Spicy Progressive Concierto Burger, anyone?
In the early 1980s three of my friends and I 'emulated' the then new Sony Walkman devices by placing a large reel to reel tape recorder in a wheelbarrow with a 12 V lead-acid battery and an inverter to produce the requisite ac voltage to power the tape recorder. We then plugged 4 pairs of … Continue reading Wheelbarrow Walkman
I wrote a shorter version of this as part of an earlier blog piece in which I started out to write about my liking for railways but it turned into a sort of potted life story. Anyway, I thought I'd flesh out the part about my journeys to the Assay Office a bit, so here's … Continue reading Bag of gold.
It hit 31°C here yesterday, 31.4°C according to the Chesham Metdesk weather station down by the tennis club. The garden thermometer on the shed said 37°C, I was inclined to disagree with it. It's often inaccurate when the temperature is going up, on the way down it sems to get its act together and toe … Continue reading Heat of the Moment
We laid our father to rest on Thursday last, my sisters, my brother and me and I couldn't be prouder of my brother Michael who dug the grave. Dad was buried, as per his wishes, next to his mother and father in a plot that Michael had had the foresight to reserve many years ago. … Continue reading Thanks dad, rest easy…
Confused? You won't be after this week's episode of Soap... After sixty-two circuits around the sun, when I look back at the hopes and aspirations that I once had, not many of them have come to pass and although that may sound sad, it's not, after all, what serious hopes and aspirations can a young … Continue reading Soap.
A Point of Views, A Polish Odyssey and Other Stories. 