Monthly Archives: April 2018

No, No Really, I Have Been Fishing

Well ok I didn’t actually hold a rod and line, or a net for that matter, but I did give support; morally, psychologically, and sustenance wise. Yes, I kept my son company as he fished the well-stocked fishing lakes of Woodlands … Continue reading

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I Get Knocked Down But I Get Up Again

That rousing song of the same title by Chumbawamba reflects how I feel today: It’s time for me to begin my next volume of The Long And The Short Of A Part Of My Life; It will be out on iBooks in the … Continue reading

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The Best Way To Avoid The Gym – Hide The Trainers

So, after buying myself a new sports bag, and watching the wonderful Mel Robbins self-motivation video on youtube, I thought I was ready to go to the gymnasium. I woke, counted down 5 to 1, immediately got out of bed, … Continue reading

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Sometimes the wait is worth it; I was fortunate to be able to take my time, most are not so lucky.

In the spirit of spring cleaning I collected together my past writings, that is in their physical manifestation, for the computer database of my work is not yet anywhere near a useful realisation. In and among I found a booklet … Continue reading

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Sweeping Body-Scan & Breath Meditation Christopher Sanderson

In 2013 I enrolled on The British School of Meditation’s Teacher Training Course, which I can highly recommend. We were worked hard, but we also had lots of fun, we made friends, and learnt a good deal about meditation, of … Continue reading

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From One Champagne Socialist To How Many More

Saturday night I was in The Nook, in Holmfirth, my hometown. After many hours of quaffing their finest Blonde beer I was turned on by my so-called compatriots (they know who they are so no need to name them). I … Continue reading

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Nostalgia, You’re A Hard One To Keep at Bay

Please allow this indulgence. Our trip to Pittenween Arts Festival in 2010 was sublime, for many reasons. In particular, meeting old friends, and making new friends; it is a trip I would certainly recommend: Be I I have Or given the choice, … Continue reading

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