The Royal Streaker
The court was shocked and much dismayed
To see their leader’s paunch displayed.
The day was cool, autumnal chilly,
They thought he looked a trifle silly.
The weavers spun a lovely robe,
Its fame had spread throughout the globe.
For peasants, and the daft to boot,
Just couldn’t see the magic suit.
Dorset has acres of beautiful heathland and forest and we walk daily for miles with the puppy. Sometimes we meet other dog walkers, joggers or cyclists but some days we can walk for several miles without seeing anyone at all. It’s only a short walk from the house and we are quite close to the coast so the occasional beach walk in the winter makes a change.
Puppy is a joy to walk. She dashes around exploring but never loses sight of us and always comes back when she’s called.
Fred from an early age always had what his parents described as an unhealthy interest in philosophy. His life-long interest in subjects which have engaged mankind since time immemorial began with a weekly serialised story on the wireless. No one in the family could remember exactly what it was about but the penultimate episode ended at the point when one of the characters was about to reveal the secret of eternal life. Fred couldn’t wait. He thought of nothing else, and his attention to lessons at school that week was even more abysmal than usual.
So it was with a rising excitement his parents didn’t seem to share, Fred settled down in the front room at least ten minutes to six to listen to the denouement. At precisely two minutes to six the lights went out and the whole house was plunged into darkness. Continue reading
I wrote this in 2012 in response to a post on the now defunct MyTelegraph blog site. Now in view of events in the last few years I perhaps would want to update some, but not all of it.
Firstly, the question of birth rate and your quoting “ Last year in England and wales 25% of all births were to immigrant mothers. “
I’m not disputing the figure, it was the basis for much, in my opinion, exaggerated media attention and the book ” Eurabia ” by Bat Ye’or and the now debunked, oft publicised video “Muslim demographics “, which claimed Muslim birthrates as something like eight times that of indigenous populations in Europe, are contributing to the misconceptions.
A muddled jumble gath’ring dust
And cobweb littered spaces.
A storage place of scattered things,
And half remembered faces.
A million facts or maybe less*,
But filed in random nooks.
Memories and words galore,
Most gleaned from many books. Continue reading
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This was the cropped photograph you mentioned:
And this below is the original photo of Marsh Lock, Henley on Thames. It was taken with my very old and hardly any megapixel point and shoot Samsung camera. I think I just got lucky!
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So, Bea decided, it was actually happening, but what to do? Now Bea, neither a scientist nor a particularly sharp cookie, had made up her mind. She was not entirely convinced, but given an element of doubt, she decided to err on the side of caution.
Even if the planet did not overheat she was more than convinced of the need to husband the natural resources, which were not infinite, and do something about her carbon footprint. She wasn’t quite sure what this involved but cancelling her annual holiday to the Caribbean was no great sacrifice, if it made life possible for future generations. Of course, the future generations were nothing to do with her. She had decided six months ago that it would be irresponsible to produce any small creatures of her own to add to the overpopulation problem.
Selling her small cottage by Continue reading
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