I haven't done a book review on here for some time so, whilst thinking it must be time to rectify that, I went looking at my recent reads. In truth, there've been few standout fictional reads of late; instead they've mostly been light episodes in between the heavier-weight professional reads. However, amongst these were a... Continue Reading →
This Monday we have the tale of two museums. Both small, both costing about a fiver to enter, both housed in brutal concrete buildings, both rather out-of-the-way in Suffolk. Our first stop was Bentwaters Cold War Museum where they appeared to be at pains to represent every single group who'd ever been stationed there -... Continue Reading →
This weekend, Himself & I are visiting a friend in the north. A friend who's into "Living History" or re-enacting. His particular area of speciality is East German or Russian military, and he's joining a group of like-minded friends who will be camping out at an old Cold War bunker. We've been before, and we... Continue Reading →
That's when she saw it. A glow, on the horizon.
The week got off to a sad start with an announcement on Facebook that a friend had died suddenly from a heart attack. She'd been undergoing treatment for secondary breast cancer (when your cancer has spread beyond the breast and into other areas of your body - in her case, to her bones). The news... Continue Reading →
An old saying, but a relevant one. In the caring profession, the health services especially, the focus tends to go outward from the practitioner to the client. Not surprising when, for many practitioners, making a difference in the lives of others is likely to be their "why", although another option is where practitioners experience time... Continue Reading →
The Insecure Writers Support Group is a marvellous group set up by Alex Cavanagh. On the first Wednesday of every month, members post thoughts, fears or words of encouragement for fellow writers.The link above takes you to details about the group and how to join. You'll also find a list of bloggers signed up to... Continue Reading →
If you're reading this expecting a story about a random feathered creature and some relative of Mr Spock, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint. The Bluebird in question (for yes, it does unquestionably have a capital letter) is the one which crashed in 1967, killing Donald Campbell during his final attempt to break (his own)... Continue Reading →
After the madness that was A-Z April, I decided I needed to do something to keep track of my writing, otherwise it would just drift in my ever-overwhelming mass of priorities. I signed up to #AccountaClub on Isa-Lee Wolf's website where we gather and report on our progress (or lack of) on writing projects -... Continue Reading →
Whilst knowing that Sigmund Freud was decidedly sex-obsessed, I can't deny that there's often a kernel of truth in many of his concepts. It's his theories on relationships that have led to the stereotype that girls "marry" (or couple up with) their fathers and boys their mother. If we start from the perspective that it... Continue Reading →
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