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The kitchen bench shinesThat last irritating trickle,clatter of breakfast dishes, done.Morning walk, escapeTwo at a time stride up the steps And pause

First, up the steps, I must count them all Past the poplars, gaunt and tall Morning walk, one must keep fit Must stack that wood before I quit It’s cool, by 5 the fire lit A beer, and then the dinner call

A & G Price is a local heavy engineering business providing   employment going back to our gold mining days. These days it is held in some affection, many of our Thames families have connections with the gold mining industry. It was founded in 1868 in Onehunga, New Zealand by Alfred and George Price from Stroud, Gloucestershire. ItContinue reading “There be Gold”

Morning walkKeep fit, thoughts bobbing, cats to greet, an eager dog strong at the leash.“Morning, another good day on the way.”An old identity.“Oh no, I’m still seen as a newcomer. I’ve only lived here for forty years and the old timers, lovely people, taking their time to see me as one of them.”One of them.Continue reading “Thoughts Bobbing”

Longer daysColour dances in the windTwo pedestrians, hum of trafficMorning

End of a sunny day. Mornings of spring chill. Longer days. Then the sound of individual hailstones. Many, a short, heavy hailstorm. So endeth Friday.

Just one glass and time for memories.Surprised that so much recalled after such a long time. Confidence of an old friendship.Sun slips below the window sill.Bone structure. That never changes. That patina of age.Yes, the mannerisms of speech so familiar now. The mouth, eyes looking up, a cconsidered reply.Long married, successful adult children, grandchildrenIts beenContinue reading “It’s Been a Long Time”

Local cafe. Dreams. A cafe in Paris. A cafe infused with discussion, deliberation, dissent.Pablo Picasso,  Hemingway, Dorothy Parker, “Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.” ,There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.Brevity is the soul of lingerie Marcel Proust, Sartre,Continue reading “Dreams in Paris”