I have no legs

I have no legs. No arms. No hope. No dreams. No roof. No bed. No family. No-one to care. No money. No love. No clean water. No sanitation. No health. No health care. No sight. No hearing. No food. No shelter. No heat. No light. No salvation. No life. I imagine as you read this […]

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#coldcall

I’m don’t think I’m alone here. I probably get some kind of cold call once or twice a week. Soul destroying. I try to be polite, (most of the time!), and sometimes I listen all the way through, trying to be nice. But the end is inevitable. All that rejection. Soul destroying! I’m sorry, I […]

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In the Arena

The Man in the Arena It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and […]

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Invictus – Unconquered

At a time of difficulty this poem has come to be special to me. Memorised by Nelson Mandela and the subject of a YouTube video by Morgan Freeman. Morgan Freeman Invictus Out of the night that covers me,      Black as the Pit from pole to pole,    I thank whatever gods may be […]

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Jonathan Livingston Seagull

I became reacquainted with Jonathan a few weeks ago. He is an old old friend. It was a delight. The book by Richard Bach has always been one of my favourites, timeless in its’ pleasure and escapism but with a deep meaning. Recently Richard added a fourth part to the story which he wrote with […]

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