Category: My non Story Musings

I am a big fan of WB Yeats , particulalry when he goes into full elegy mode where he shifted from the austere celitc romance to an ambivalent tone blendinhg personal emotion with public despair.
After a period of doomscrolling yesterday I threw on my imaginary donegal tweed waistcoat, grabbed epigrammatic blackthorn walking stick and went looking for words these are the ones I found .. aplogies to WB and my sister Janet who was better with words in verses than me

Japan has an idea called wabi-sabi, which is the way we need to try to find beauty in imperfection, some thoughts on this to start 2026

Some thoughts on the 27th December

I have a think about this monent of natural change ..

I rave about kitchens as you do

A 2025 Shopping trip in late November reminds me of the shoppiing trips in the 70’s which were markedly different in Northern ireland , find out what I mean by clicking “Read More”

I remember Saturday afternoons from long ago and I smile .. click read more to find out why

I consider the power of silence as the space where creation happens