Category Archives: personal blog

The only reason you are doing this post is to keep the count going. Sorry, goodnight.

I went out for my usual lunchtime walk. It’s usually just over two miles. I normally end up on the Haslar Marina Pier Wall. I saw an unusual view as I approached the ferry terminal. To reach the ferry terminal would involve walking up a slope. I don’t think I have ever seen the rampContinue reading “941 – The Tide”

Does it seem macabre that I wanted to get as close as I could to the place where in 1963, at the age of six I found my dad, laying on the ground, either dying or dead? I couldn’t to the exact spot of course. Not only would there be no markers, but the placeContinue reading “940 – Memory Lane”

There’s this thing. I am curious about the Neolithic period and megalithic sites. I bought a book about the celts. It’ll be a reference book which I will dip into. this book was updated as recently as 2019. I am also curious about the Saxons, and have bought a book about the Saxon chronicles. IContinue reading “939 – Two Books”

Rascal came to us in 2003, a little black bundle of fur, along with his two brothers Droplet and Tinsel. Elayne said “you can’t call him Rascal’” I said “why not” Rascal he became. Today, Rascal left us. At the end he was a frail shadow of his earlier self but the love we hadContinue reading “938 – Rascal”

All day yesterday, I had a post in my head that I was going to do, and then I went and forgot it. So that means the post counter having reached the stratospheric value of 76 has now been reset to one as of this post. The post had been in my mind and soContinue reading “937 – Dagnabbit, I messed the count up”

I’m wondering if my being awakened by the foghorns sometime between three and four accounted for my feeling really quite stressed. Only superfluous reasons for feeling that way. I did have a choice as to whether to stay in bed and stew in my feelings, or get up and go for a walk. If IContinue reading “936 – And the foghorns let rip…”

Clarence yard, in its heyday must have been a very interesting place. One of two victualling centres for the Royal Navy. The site contains a slaughter house (still called the Slaughterhouse) and the ovens for backing bread for all of the ships in dock. I heard a story about how small boats would collect breadContinue reading “935 – Clarence Yard”

Again, the picture bears no connection to tonight’s topic. I had a plan where I was going to prepare a meal and video it. Just to get some practice in, both in food preparation and videoing. It didn’t quite work out in the way I intended. I wasn’t able to get out for a lunchtimeContinue reading “934 – Cooking…Not”

Here are the magazines I subscribe to; I’ve been taking the first three magazines for a number of years now, and Dorset Life for just over one year. The things is, when I first subscribed, I would flick through the magazines, and read the odd article here and there. But then the lockdowns came. OnceContinue reading “933 – Magazines”