Author Archives: Bill

The ship in the picture is The Greg Mortimer. Named after the founder of the company that owns her, Aurora. Not a big vessel, 1400 tons, and carries only 100 passengers. The thing about her is that she was designed for excursions to the poles. It’s always a pleasure to witness the arrival of aContinue reading “984 – Friday”

There is a lot going on with the cross streets. The have taken up the block paving and opened up the substructure. There were a lot of pipes which in turn were full of cables. I don’t really know what they are doing but it looks like they are building a base that will beContinue reading “983 – The High Street”

The thing about my writing is that I’m not very good at writing expressively. Putting emotion into my writing. I find that very frustrating. I’ve moved on from Lock’s Dorset to Treve’s The Highways and Byways of Dorset Originally published in 1906, I have a 1980’s re-print. Even within the first chapter, the first page,Continue reading “982 – Portsmouth Harbour”

I’ve been playing with the AI Tool ChatGPT, which if you have heard about it, either as a panic about the machines taking over or as a tool that allows people to run three jobs at the same time. Anyhow, I thought let’s have a go. So I asked it to look at and commentContinue reading “981 – AI (ChatGPT) & my blog”

For a book that was an accidental pick-up at Kim’s in Chichester, Dorset by H.O.Lock has been an absolutely delightful read. With a tinge of regret, I finished it this morning. I don’t know very much about Mr. Lock. He served as a Major in the British army, he wrote a number of books andContinue reading “980 – Dorset by H.O.Lock”

It was getting fairly late in the evening, and I was getting a bit panicky, because I couldn’t think of what to write for tonight’s blog. I hate that, not having even the ghost of an idea what to write about. But then, I suddenly had a thought; what have I learned this week fromContinue reading “979 – Sunday”

I think for Gosport this is probably one of my favourite walks; from home along stoke road, westbound to the white hart. Cut across to join the disused railway track now excellent footpath & cycle way all the way down to The crescent, the remaining symbol of a bygone extravaganza then across to GAFIRS, Fareham’sContinue reading “978 – out for a walk”

I arrived at the waterfront on, a day when the wind was cold enough to make you grateful for the three layers, including fleece and padded jacket, hat and gloves. The sense of loneliness was palpable. The morning was strange, I had the feeling of the same grey colour being everywhere. Even the water inContinue reading “977 – seaside or ports?”

I’ve done what I don’t like doing because it usually ends up as a rubbish post, leaving the post until last thing at night. This mornings walk was quite pleasant. Not much going on, but it gives me a topic to write about. With me rising in daylight hours I miss the morning chorus, butContinue reading “976 – The morning walk”

You are walking along, and there are some people working on a large hole in the ground. What do you do? Do you just walk past and not even think about what they are doing? Or walk past and perhaps wonder what they are doing but do nothing about satisfying your curiosity? I couldn’t doContinue reading “975 – Holes in the ground”