Wings forged in furnaces of dreams, In a land of Ancient oaks, Fly high above dew lit fields, Silver streams in moon lit glow. Old stars...

I’ve posted the photograph of my portrait chair on a previous blog. I’m doing so again for reasons that will become apparent… Many...

Before I ‘kick off’, can I just say thank you for taking the time to come here again so soon after my last witterings. I decided to...

It’s been a while since I last sat down to write a blog simply because I haven’t had anything to write about. Until now that is. I think....