When I click the ‘publish’ button on this website, it automatically sends a Tweet on, er, Twitter. The last couple of posts here have ‘attracted’ a Jehovah’s Witness or two, apoplectic about my apparent misrepresentation of their joyless religion. That I don’t have my facts straight, how I could have learned the truth had I…
…And No Religion (Part) 2: Jehovah’s Missionaries.
Even though I had family who were part of the Jehovah’s Witness thing, I had no interest in joining them in what I considered to be a sort of half-arsed death cult. Well, death cult might be a bit strong but most of what they seemed to do was related to death. Or being dead,…
(Not) Choosing A Religion. Or, Can I Get (Rid Of) A (Jehovah’s) Witness? Part 1: The Family.
I’m not religious. I’ve never been religious. I’m not going to stick my neck out and say “…and I never will,” because, unlike many religious people, I understand the difference between ‘believe‘ and ‘know‘. My family isn’t religious either: I wasn’t even christened. However, it would be wrong of me to claim that I’ve never…
Ode To A Suriname Toad.
I can’t remember ever having written much in the way of poetry, maybe when I was a kid at school but not much since. At our school, which is quite big on paying lip service to things, they have this thing called “Secret Friends” which you can sign up for. What happens is that you…
Finger Pointing Songs: part 5. The Beatles. Or, A Twist (And Shout) Of Lennon.
“I’m really glad that most of our songs were about love, peace and understanding.” Paul McCartney, 1995. Credit where it’s due: when I think about nasty, finger pointing songs, The Beatles aren’t the first band that comes to mind. The earlier stuff was primarily ‘I love you, you love me’ stuff. It wasn’t really until Help!…
Oh! How Strange The Loon. Or, John The Baptist by John & Beverley Martyn.
“Lying and poetry are the arts,” Oscar Wilde, The Decay of Lying. The week before last, something strange happened to my boring website with boring stories about boring things. Last week a lot of people read my post about The Only Living Boy In New York. The reason an unusually large number of people did…
This Sporting Strife. Or, If You Go Down To Haywoods’ Tonight… PGCEs, Exercise and Casually Callous Cruelty.
“By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.” Confucius. “Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind.” Henry…
