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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 in touch

It sounds an obvious thing to state, but we are constantly learning things throughout our lives. As we age beyond fifty or so, it probably serves to remind ourselves occasionally that, if we ever stop learning stuff, it’s likely to be the case that we are beginning on the slippery road to being [...]

March 3, 2015 // 0 Comments

Well, whaddya know?

I’m now in my second day of having my laptop back from the computer repair shop around the corner. I do promise you that little would have given me more pleasure this morning than to have no reason to blog any further about my ‘screen cleaning’ incident of Saturday and its aftermath. Sadly, I [...]

January 22, 2015 // 0 Comments

A night in Barnes

One of minor hazards of being a columnist for one of the great internet commercial successes of the 21st Century is that my friends and acquaintances are always badgering me for updates upon my attempts to survive in the world of modern technology. [In which context, I hope that more occasional [...]

January 20, 2015 // 0 Comments

And another thing …

Raging against the modern world – particularly modern technology – seems to be coming a way of life for your truly. My previous venture onto the pages of the National Rust was all to do with the practice of organisations (both commercial and otherwise) telephoning individuals out of the [...]

January 19, 2015 // 0 Comments

Trousers round my ankles again …

The world’s a tough enough place anyway, but of course the mass market for smartphones, social media and ‘keeping in touch’ 24/7 provides an easy breeding ground for all kinds of fraudulent behaviour. I like to think I’m pretty suspicious – I regularly put the phone down on anyone trying [...]

January 16, 2015 // 0 Comments

Ah well …

I’m fairly confident that I notched another milestone on the route to senility yesterday. Having travelled some way in the morning in advance of our Christmas meal with relatives, we handed over our presents and then together set off en masse across London to spend an hour raising a pre-lunch [...]

December 26, 2014 // 0 Comments

From the bunker …

Although many normal human beings seem to be signed-up to an ‘any excuse for a party’ attitude, generally-speaking – since I’m not a great one for organised jolliness – the whole Christmas/New Year festive thing tends to pass me by. It’s nothing to do with me being un-religious. [...]

December 20, 2014 // 0 Comments

Less means more (not)

I am always on the look-out for reports and surveys dealing with developments in human relationships – both out of general personal interest and in case these might shed light on some of the mysteries of the universe. In which context, one of the media stories doing the round of the broadsheet [...]

December 11, 2014 // 0 Comments

An M1 travel day

In my new role as unofficial National Rust traffic reporter, yesterday I had occasion to set off at 5.50am on a quest to visit a publisher in a little village not far from the city of Leicester, an expedition that necessarily involved travelling up the M1 motorway, of which I had been much warned [...]

December 3, 2014 // 0 Comments

Frustration

It happens to all of us, but yesterday I had ‘one of those days’.  The kind when you have a set amount of tasks to fulfil (often a sizeable number of them) and somehow events conspire to thwart you. Often this type of thing happens in dreams. You know the sort of thing. You’ve just been [...]

December 2, 2014 // 0 Comments

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