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Looking forward to his retirement in 2015, Arthur has written poetry since childhood and regularly takes part in poetry workshops and ‘open mike’ evenings. More Posts

Keeping up (or not)

Speaking as someone whose own daughter met her partner via an internet dating site, I have never made any secret of my concern at the direction in which the modern world of technology and omnipresent social media has taken human relations and most particularly sexual ones. I guess it was a sign of [...]

January 29, 2017 // 0 Comments

It’s all wonderful in the mad world of PC-correctness

They say that people gravitate towards publications and media outlets that reflect/reinforce their own views rather than those that might tend to broaden their horizons. How did that old joke go? The Times is read by the people who run the country; The Guardian is read by people who would like to [...]

January 17, 2017 // 0 Comments

A new (old) business idea

Whilst we await President-elect Donald Trump’s inauguration in about ten days or so’s time (and, on current form, presumably the end of human civilisation as we know it about a week later), it occurred to me that we ought to be sharing some of our hopes and fears for 2017. For the past few [...]

January 7, 2017 // 0 Comments

The purpose of it all

Please pardon the delay in me addressing this media story, but I was listening to Dotun Adebayo’s Up All Night programme on Radio Five Live in the early hours of this morning when I heard a segment on new research from the United States of America apparently demonstrating that sex just gets [...]

December 31, 2016 // 0 Comments

Why do these things always happen to me?

Yesterday I had a dentist appointment to replace a tooth cap that I had lost without even noticing it: “Perhaps you swallowed it …?” he had helpfully suggested when we met a fortnight previously for my six monthly check-up. Is it Murphy’s Law that says “If it is possible for something [...]

December 23, 2016 // 0 Comments

Ba Humbug!

Today my eye was drawn to a brief piece on the website of the Daily Mail about a documentary shortly to be aired on RTE called The Secret Of The Universe. It tells the story of the death of Peter O’Neill, apparently styled the naked hermit of Wicklow – see here – DAILY MAIL I’m not sure I [...]

December 12, 2016 // 0 Comments

Another day goes by

Yesterday I spent a good deal of my waking hours ruminating upon the passage of time and the way the world was going – as one tends to occasionally when one has reached the advanced age that I have and life increasingly seems to be hurtling onwards in an increasingly frenzied and bewildering [...]

December 2, 2016 // 0 Comments

It’s grim up north

When like me you don’t get out much and driving to Worcester by road seems the equivalent of crossing the Atlantic but in fact only takes about three and a half hours (to four) hours, it is a fact of life that over the course of a couple of decades one can acquire a pretty warped sense of [...]

October 28, 2016 // 0 Comments

Tether-reaching

You’d think that once you’ve retired from the hurly-burly of working life you’re going to go one of two ways. If you’re the type that relies upon excitement, stimulation and the company of people, you may begin worrying that you’re going to lose out, get forgotten, lose touch and [...]

September 24, 2016 // 0 Comments

A new one on me

As some who is rapidly approaching his eighth decade, I find that both instinctively and rationally (not necessarily at the same time) I am constantly adjusting my perspective on what is and is not important, relevant or worthy of my attention. There are some aspects of life that I like to think [...]

September 7, 2016 // 0 Comments

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