Scanning Bernard

MRI first thing this morning, which are never fun. To be fair it’s only my second, the first was a head and neck one a few years ago when they were trying to work out whether or not I had Meniers Disease – I didn’t, it turned out, just a junior version called BPPV, a … More Scanning Bernard

Normal service will be resumed as soon as I’ve got my zen back

I got exhausted, full-on mind and body exhausted, and blogging two thousand words a day didn’t help. It was fun, but it became almost maniacal, and in the end I burned out. So I’m having a bit of a rest, from everything, to try to get some perspective back. I started practicing mindfulness a few … More Normal service will be resumed as soon as I’ve got my zen back

Somerset People

A most glorious short film that makes you ask the big questions – why are we doing this? Why are we beating ourselves up every waking hour, merely to survive? There has to be a better way, surely, if only we had the courage to escape from the safety of drudgery. Edit: as it turned … More Somerset People

Remembering Erika

It would have been my Canadian friend Erika Strobel’s birthday yesterday. I never met her, and without looking it up, I don’t know exactly how old she would have been, but I loved her anyway. We had many mutual friends, and several very dear ones in common, and we would often find ourselves conversing in … More Remembering Erika

Teenage dyspraxia, anxiety and PTSD within ‘The Multiverse of Max Tovey’

The character of fourteen year old Time Traveller Max Tovey arrived one night, while idly watching something on TV that I wasn’t that interested in. My gaze wandered to the door next to the TV, wondering how many people had walked through that door in the life of the house, imagining the ghosts of occupants … More Teenage dyspraxia, anxiety and PTSD within ‘The Multiverse of Max Tovey’

So you want to write about Time Travel…?

Hmmm. Tricky one. Which way do you go – machine, wormhole, spirit guide, something-plugged-into-the-brain…? So many choices, so many pitfalls. A few years ago I was watching a film on TV that my wife wanted to watch but about which I wasn’t that bothered, and my attention drifted lazily to the door into the kitchen … More So you want to write about Time Travel…?