Movements in the World and in the Mind
While the dawn of a another Hippy New Year is approaching Jesus would be turning in his grave, if he hadn't resurrected according to Christian teaching, if he were to witness St. Paul's Cathedral's cowardly behaviour towards the encampment on its doorstep. As a regular reader you would know my stance on the execution of... Continue Reading →
In death lie new beginnings and with Muammar Qadafi confirmed to be no longer in the land of the living a new state structure is to be born. Unlike with the resignation of Mubarak when I shared a sense of euphoria with my Egyptian sisters and brothers the announcement of Qadafi's death filled me with... Continue Reading →
Well, the Indian Summer was short-lived and despite bright skies I am digging deep into my wardrobe to retrieve my gloves which have to be somewhere. Summer's End is nigh. With Liam Fox resigning as he did naughty stuff a secretary of state shouldn't be doing and Nottingham police failing yet another woman who has... Continue Reading →
Touch down in the land of Delfts Blue in the middle of an Indian Summer as I felt it was time to touch base again with the country of my birth and creatures called family and friends. After having left the country for almost a decade I feel like a tourist at home or at... Continue Reading →
Dark Fairy Adventures 