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Oh, I have days I lose the fightTry my best but just don’t get it rightWell I talk a talk that I don’t walkAnd miss the moments right before my eyes Musing on this Zach Williams song… I’ve appreciated and been challenged by it… His starting point is failure – failure to live up toContinue reading “Less Like Me”

Yesterday I wrote about Anna Say coming through cancer. One lesson she had leant was: ‘Listen to your body because it will be your best friend and it will let you know when something is wrong…’ Yesterday I read of Abbie Young, who describes having food-related issues at primary school and a negative body imageContinue reading “Know Yourself”

Yesterday I learnt a new word – ‘Detritivore’. Apparently beetles, slugs, snails, earthworms, millipedes and woodlice are ‘detritivores’ because they eat dead or decaying plants or animals. Detritivores get their life through death… Musing on how good and bad, life and death, sickness and health, are complete opposites yet very close… Today’s Eastern Daily PressContinue reading “Detritivores, Anna & Jordon”

A year ago there was a lot of bad news – the start of lockdown, people suffering from Covid, daily infection rates, deaths, pressures on the NHS, gloomy predictions… There was also good news. We valued and appreciated the contribution of ‘key workers’. We celebrated the kindly act, the generous gift, ordinary, good people goingContinue reading “Tales of the Unexpected”

We’ve all seen the ‘Where’s Wally’ puzzle books; detailed illustrations of people doing amusing things at a given location…. This morning I read of Solomon’s temple… ‘A place for you to dwell for ever.’ (2Chronicles 6:2) Where’s Wally? Where’s God? In the garden I see apple blossom on the tree, goldfinches and blue tits onContinue reading “Where’s Wally?”

I was brought up in a good Christian family and church where swearing didn’t happen… I was chatting to Des yesterday. His Mum’s in hospital and not too well. ‘She’s a stubborn old sod’, he said in an endearing but accepting way. I asked if this was a medical condition for which she’s being treated…Continue reading “Stubborn Old Sod…”

We are the champions, my friendsAnd we’ll keep on fighting till the endWe are the champions, we are the championsNo time for losers ’cause we are the champions of the world I’ve often mused on this old Queen song…. On Saturday Norwich City drew 2-2 with Barnsley, their final match of the season. They wonContinue reading “Champions, Winners Losers…”

You placed gold on my fingerYou brought love like I’d never knownYou gave life to our childrenAnd to me a reason to go on This old country song unashamedly promotes the commitment, love, and family blessings of what many would call ‘traditional’ marriage. Musing on… a society where marriage is increasingly devalued and dismissed, whereContinue reading “You’re My Best Friend”

I was walking along the cliff top this morning. It was very cold, very wet and very windy. A man was in his driveway getting his boat out. I said: ‘Lovely day for taking your boat out.’ He replied: ‘We’re British! We can manage!’ As I child I was a boy scout. I was taught:Continue reading “Random Smiles”

Yesterday was Roger’s funeral. A classically-trained, old-school actor, well versed in Shakespeare and Dickens, Roger had acted with famous actors and directors… We gathered in The Seagull Theatre to remember him as a friend, fellow-performer, much-loved, valued member of The Seagull family and community. We reflected on the discipline and constructs of script and direction,Continue reading “Roger and Prospero”