The Piano Player
Ribbons of music drift in a vast hall, to complete with a chattering hoard, whilst a lone fly tries to escape though a pane of glass. Did the fly escape, most likely not. Did the chattering stop, never. I attempt…
Ribbons of music drift in a vast hall, to complete with a chattering hoard, whilst a lone fly tries to escape though a pane of glass. Did the fly escape, most likely not. Did the chattering stop, never. I attempt…
I am sat with a quiet black cat resting beside me, her name is Muffin. Whilst on the window sill her friend Poppy is hiding behind the curtains. Poor Robbie my dog does not know what to make of them…
I never thought that the day would come again, when I was once again able to climb aboard a Leyland Leopard coach and travel from Skipton to Carleton. Let alone see the coach so full that there was standing…
I thought I was returning to familiar haunts, but it was not so, for the familiar was to be sidelined by my discovery of new sights. I was to observe the splendour of nature and the creativity of humanity, but…
There's been so much happening recently that my blog [more a diary I have decided ] has suffered, but even good diarists had silence moments. At the weekend I attended a great village fete at Bradley, with the best hot dogs…
Spent the whole morning at Skipton Model Railway show, nice to have the time and space to view some interesting railway themed layouts. Even better was the opportunity for meeting and greeting so many people that regularly attend these type…
Today seems more like an October day than the eleventh of August, so on our way to St Anne's we took a detour to Preston, and visited the Harris Art Gallery. After a later lunch we continued via the old…
Today Robbie and I struggled to get moving unlike the wind which was causing the local fields of long grass to sway. However fortune smiled upon me, for as I was heading for the main village bus stop, the local…
Rustic fields hiding behind rosebay willowherb, golden ears of corn drifting in the breeze, improvised greenhouses, humble potting sheds, all merge into the landscape. Byers Green with its scattered terraces is the place to be today. So many skills on…
It's been a curious week, it's almost felt like I have been retrenching, switching off the computer and returning to pencil and paper, "I wish". Perhaps I have been under attach from nature, there has been such a proliferation of…