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There is more than one mountain

"Inside every man," said the Master, "there is a forest, a lake, a desert and a mountain. The forest is where wild things grow. The lake is where deep things live. The desert is where old memories haunt. And at the crest of the mountain is where Enlightenment can be found." He took a sip [...]

Jack, in the box

‘Can’t we talk about this?’ asked Jack. ‘No,’ Jacob said. ‘No more talk. I’m done with talking.’ ‘But,’ Jack said, ‘maybe you’ll get used to it?’ ‘Get used to it?’, Jacob said with a snort. ‘I’d rather kill myself than carry you around for the rest of my life. In fact, I’d rather kill myself [...]

No such thing as a free hug

There was a guy at the train station yesterday, who was wearing a t-shirt that said, “Free Hugs”. I thought to myself, I could use a free hug. Who couldn’t use a free hug? Free hugs, as far as I’m concerned, are good things. So I said to him, “I’d like a hug,” just to [...]

The Umpy Pumpy Manoeuvre, Take 2

Every 2 or 3 years I give in to utter madness and take up playing chess again. This is madness because I’ll never be as good a chess player as I wish I could be, and I’m just good enough to realise how bad I am at the game. It’s also utter madness because there [...]

A stand up guy

I got stood up for lunch by one of the Voodoonista this week [1]. Aside from having lots of time to sit at a cafe and assure people that someone was going to be joining me [2], it also gave me some time to think about where the phrase ‘to be stood up by someone’ [...]

It doesn’t know how lucky it is

The rather blurry image to the left is a photo of my new Lucky Bamboo plant, which is sitting on my desk at work, reminding me that there’s a world outside and that some of it is pretty and green. But something is missing… My Lucky Bamboo plant needs a name! Normally I don’t have [...]

I miss you Dad

Norman Harold Wells, born 19 March 1925, passed away early this morning. He was my Father, my hero and my friend. He was the best man I have ever known, and he has left me in a world that is less bright and less beautiful and less full of wonder because he is no longer [...]