Mouching
Reading old books often provides not only information about the era, but characters for a story and Richard Jefferies’, The Amateur Poacher, was no exception. There are no poachers anymore, they were only a few […]
Humbug and Harry
It seems wrong to write about the spoiled brat of the Royal Family when there is so much real tragedy and death around the globe. Harry lost his mother in a car crash and I […]
Out in the country
IN Hugh Thomson’s The Green Road into the Trees, I came across a mention of Richard Jefferies and dug up a book of his, The Gamekeeper at Home, from the library. The book was first […]
Writing lies within me
I am a writer, So nobodys brighter, I wouldn’t deceive thee, Why won’t you believe me? What’s that you say? I write stories all day And don’t know the truth from a lie. Well, that […]
Flying fairy cycles
I watched some children playing in a made up kind of small park, where they could go on bicycles and scooters the other day and was glad someone had given them the opportunity to just […]
Roadworks and moonshine
I was on my way to town this morning, Oxford, not that other place with the parliamentary circus, but was delayed by another road works. It reminded me of a song Billy Cotton used to […]
Is there life elsewhere?
I learned not to chop down trees because the fairies would take revenge from my Irish grandmother and have treated it as something of a joke all my life but one thing I’ve never treated […]
Thoughts are things
Experience has taught me that thoughts can be transferred from one person to another by some sort of brain wave activity, especially in times of high emotion. As a production official I have many times […]
Thinking trees
Thinking about trees
The store of stories
I ‘ve been asked where stories come from and I give several logical replies; they come from history, Sir Walter Scott’s Tales of a Grandfather is full of story lines and even plots; they come […]
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