Happy Solstice, Christmas, and New Year

I offer this song as a blessing to everyone for the Winter/Summer Solstice and to wish you all a happy, restful, and healthy Christmas and New Year. Thank you for all your wonderful posts, comments and friendship this year and always.

My posts have been very sparse of late, and will continue to be for some time to come, but I have kept up with reading your posts and responding as often as I can.

Instead of sending Christmas cards this year, I am contributing to Alzheimer’s Society: UK’s leading charity for dementia care and research, offering a support line (0333 150 3456), local groups, and funding research for all dementia types.

My donation will be based on the number of cards I would have sent, plus the number of responses to this post. To ensure that I am not made bankrupt by AI bots I will set a maximum limit!

The Lost Words Blessing

Look What I Found #1

It was recently the birthday of Linda, a friend from work days and, in the process of checking whether it was a significant number this year, I found this little offering from a few years ago!

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Linda Barlow’s sixty-five, a mentor and a sage

But surely not, she cannot be, how could she be that age!

I met her when she was my wife, but only while at work

She stopped me doing silly things and acting like a jerk

Supported me for many years and helped so many others

Our team was great, and tightly knit, just like a band of brothers* 

We laughed a lot but did the job, so very well I think

We had great friends to help us and strong dark tea to drink!

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Happy Birthday Linda  xx  and thank you

*(and sisters, actually far more sisters than brothers!)

Keyboard creativity

This is in response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #442, where the given word is KEYBOARD, and the word count is 58.

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Keys of creation, poetry written

Entered by fingers made in Great Britain

You’re only reading to seek my attention

Be it forever, or just a brief mention

Once, I was known for my weekly acrostics

Asked to write more by some business agnostics

Readers may think that writing is hard

Don’t you believe, I write by the yard!

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Waste

Regular readers will remember that I have often reposted “The Last Remembrance” to commemorate Remembrance Sunday. Today, I am offering this simple but powerful poem instead.


I first discovered this poem in September 1968.


Waste of Muscle, waste of Brain,
Waste of Patience, waste of Pain,
Waste of Manhood, waste of Health,
Waste of Beauty, waste of Wealth,
Waste of Blood, and waste of Tears,
Waste of Youth’s most precious years,
Waste of ways the Saints have trod,
Waste of Glory, waste of God,– War!

It was written by Rev Geoffrey Studdert Kennedy, an amazing man. You can read about him here: (Woodbine Willy),