Last night I decided, after staring at myself in the bathroom mirror for a while, that I really needed a new identity from the image I have used for the past six years or so. I have moved on, and so has my appearance. I am not, for good or ill, the person I was... Continue Reading →
A Poignant Moment For Me
A photo opportunity the likes of which will never be seen again. An especially poignant moment for me as I have an intimate connection from my past with both of these groups of military aircraft. Last flight of a Vulcan bomber, with the Red Arrows Post based on photos from The Lincolnite: Last Vulcan bomber... Continue Reading →
In Memory Of My Mother
Yesterday, 6 August 2015, my mother was finally laid to rest with a funeral service and burial, almost six weeks after she passed away peacefully in her sleep overnight following her 101st birthday in her home town of Lincoln, Lincolnshire, England. She had suffered no recent illness or pain, other than what could be expected... Continue Reading →
Life Event – A Door Is Closing…
I just recorded a life event on my other blog Meanderings. I would also like to share it here. http://me-and-er-ings.blogspot.com.au/2014/03/a-door-is-closing.html
Memories, like the colours of my mind…
Being a person of many years occasionally has its advantages. You have memories that go back a long, long way. I was fortunate tonight to have some old memories stirred by an image I came across on a Facebook page that I linked to from the blog of an artist who was kind enough to... Continue Reading →
Obituary For A Lost Son – Regrets, I Have A Few…
How do I start this? Yesterday I came across the following quote from George Bernard Shaw and posted it to my Facebook favourite quotes list: “Life wasn't meant to be easy, my child, but take courage: it can be delightful!”. I had not previously seen the full quote as it is normally rendered as “Life... Continue Reading →
Why?
I studiously avoided any connection with social networking until just a few months before I started this blog but once I started a Facebook page, it became irresistible to record my views, thoughts and opinions as status updates. I found this practice both rewarding and internally liberating. I finally had an outlet for my unresolved need to... Continue Reading →
Not Something Else 