Arise, Sir Bob

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Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?

For a few years in the early 1990’s I lived just off the King’s Road, in Chelsea, London.

I never got to chat with Sir Bob Geldof, but I’d see him regularly sitting outside a cafe with his coffee and a newspaper. I’d wave, say good morning, he always smiled and responded. Love him!

‘ It strikes me as being morally repulsive and intellectually absurd that people die of want in a world of surplus’

Bob Geldof (1951-)

Irish singer-songwriter,political activist, and prominent humanitarian.

Please, be seated

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Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).

A sofa. From a company called SofaSofa. ( Yes, there is a story behind this, but it can wait)

Once again, WP, as my response to today’s  DP is so short and sweet you have given me the luxury of space to write in the words of another. I thank you.

This poem c .1800 is billed as Anonymous.

The Common and the Goose

The law locks up the man or woman

Who steals the goose from off the common

But leaves the greater felon loose

Who steals the common from the goose.

Vodcasts and W.H.Davies

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What podcasts are you listening to?

There are two Vodcasts I enjoy: Full disclosure with James O’ Brien and Happy Place with Fearne Cotton.

As today’s DP has been short and sweet, I will add this if I may..

The Rain

I hear leaves drinking rain;

I hear rich leaves on top

Giving the poor beaneath

Drop after drop;

‘ Ti’s a sweet noise to hear

These green leaves drinking near.

And when the Sun comes out,

After this Rain shall stop

A wondrous Light will fill

Each dark, round drop;

I hope the Sun shines bright;

‘Twill be a lovely sight.

W.H.Davies 1871~1940

AI overview

W.H. Davies’s poem “The Rain” is a two-stanza poem that uses the imagery of rain on leaves to comment on socioeconomic inequality, personifying the “rich” leaves on top that get the most water and the “poor” leaves below that only receive a drop at a time. The poem expresses hope for future equality, envisioning a time after the rain when the sun will shine brightly on all the drops equally.

A few words from Langston Hughes

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What was your favourite subject in school?

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when they go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

Dreams by Langston Hughes 1901~1967

DP @ WP….English was my favourite subject in school…by a country mile.


I manage. Thank you

Joey Jones9 Comments

How do you manage screen time for yourself?

That little brush with the afterlife I had back in spring when pneumonia nearly tipped me over the edge. I don’t know. Things just change organically, really. I just stopped scrolling. Maybe I just didn’t have the energy? I uninstalled lots of apps and only kept a few because I didn’t want to lose touch totally with buddies I’d made online over the last fifteen years or so.

Now I’ll just check the Sky News app, first thing. The weather, collect some time rewards for an interior design game I don’t play every day and drop into WP to see what the deal is.

Depending on Patches plans for the morning I’ll check out Reader if  time allows before our first walk. There are some really great posts out there today! You guys are nailing it.

Later, I’ll exercise some grey matter with an hour of word and card games and then tonight Netflix or Prime….or at the moment 7 seasons of Ray Donovan has landed on the channel 4 app. Each with 10-12 episodes.

See you on the other side.

Under a Beaver Moon

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The biggest and brightest of three consecutive supermoons to end the year will be at the height of its illumination at 1.19pm local time, Uk, today

A supermoon is one that coincides with the moon being at its closest point to the Earth, in its orbit.

The name Beaver comes from native American tribes. It’s the time of year when the animals prepare their lodges for winter.

For us, it is the time for refection, preparation, and gratitude. Stability and patience. A moment to ground ourselves and strengthen our spirits for the year ahead

How long is a piece of string?

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What will your life be like in three years?

WP, you have landed a DP impossible to answer, literally.

Currently, I am more than happy to be sat peacefully and quietly at the station whilst the high-speed  living and technology train hurtles on past me.

Stepping off the treadmill has been a blessing, but by stopping and enjoying the stillness, I am acutely aware of the ferocious power that Change has  become.Perhaps it has always been so?

In three years’ time, it would be wonderful to believe I have remained healthy and content. Able to pay my bills and have a heartbeat at my feet to share a life with.

As I write, the birds are making themselves known through my open bedroom window. There’s quite a breeze, but it’s strangely warm for November. Another year, drawing to a close…Another waiting in the wings.

Free to breathe

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Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate.

Life for many people life is a full-time job with extra shifts. There are a multitude of reasons why  that is, and I  would like for them to have a special day, totally free of responsibilities.

There is a theme running through many of the posts in reply to the DP ( which, incidentally, was set exactly a year ago. Come on, WP, really?)

The theme is for stillness, quiet and caring, freedom or gratitude. A digital detox here or a complete day of rest there. Variants on the theme of complete downtime.

A day free of racism was mentioned, too.

It would surely be the best holiday event ever to celebrate World Peace. But realistically, that’s never going to happen. There is too much greed and ego for that.  September 21st is the designated International Day of Peace, but it doesn’t get much airplay, does it?