I start the car to get to the shops and as is my habit I turn on the radio. It is tuned to radio four. The sound gets on my nerves. I press the preset button for radio three. I enjoy the music. Now on one hand I am lucky perhaps, I find myself listening …
Monthly archives: November 2014
agony of circular thoughts
I am bereft of belief in the uniqueness of the weft. I was sitting quietly at the back of the meeting looking at the sleeve of my sweatshirt top.The stitches were so fine, I was fascinated and started wondering how fine stitches might be made by hand? Could they be as small as this? Did …
iSiS?
Two things I want to write it down concerning ISIS. Firstly, I don’t find it particularly difficult to understand why young men and young women might choose to travel to fight with ISIS. Despite coming from a privileged background myself I was aggressively favourable towards the IR A in the late 1970s and early 1980s. …
today is a mirror too
Walking through the Sheffield I pass a man who is often busking in the town centre. He plays sometimes a guitar, today, I think, some sort of small stringed instrument, perhaps, or was it a small keyboard. He plays them like I might play them at times, just making noise using the machine on his …