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And on we go...

The times, they are a-changing, gravelled Bob Dylan all those years ago, and it remains true as the times they go a-rolling by.  I spent a rather large proportion of the time on Friday stuck in traffic on various of our nation’s choked motorways as I drove up to Yorkshire (beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!) to play for a concert given by Cantores Salicium and conducted by my colleague and friend Lindy Williams.  423 more words

Composing

Busy times

These are busy times, so much so that any spare moments I can grab tend to be spent writing rather than writing about writing.  There have been so many things going on off-piste that it has become a relief and consolation to be able, every now and again, to sit down in front of a sheet of manuscript or a computer monitor and add some notes to my current projects.  359 more words

Composing

SEPTEMBER MOODBOARD

My roses are having a final fling before Autumn really sets in. I’m proud of them! So much so, that I’ve presented them in a vase, after all, that’s where birthday goodies go! 43 more words

Festivities!

The point of it all

I cannot begin to imagine that many have been pining for this blog, awaiting new entries, but, from time to time, I have been told that people enjoy reading my ramblings, so it is the hour for an update.  699 more words

Composing

Time passing a happy moment in the square

There’s the faint sound of the clock tick being drowned by the bubbling in the fountain. Apart from that minor motion it had been quiet that morning in the square.   289 more words

Existentialism

Our Peggy......

There’s something nostalgic and cozy about our little Peggy. I bought her in a shop in Bridport, Dorset when our Sausage was tiny. She’s made of felt and old blankets and a little research on Pinterest discovered her maker as a Dorset Gal, … 69 more words

Scrambled Randoms

New digs

It’s kind of a spidery house. And we have no curtains yet, which, coupled with the daily parade of construction workers going past, has meant I’ve had to stop flouncing around in my underwear in the mornings. 204 more words

Domestic Bliss