Sometimes we can understand something better if we look at its opposite, or simply look at it in contrast to something else of a similar or dissimilar nature. After all our understanding of what a lie is, is based heavily on our understanding of what truth it. Many years ago when I worked for a…
Category: Quotidial
The Art Of the ‘Thing’
There is a great debate amongst commentators on the arts, as to whether you can separate the artists from what they create, whether, for example, a painting can be looked at as just a painting or whether you need to know about he artist in order to appreciate it. Now obviously you can look at…
Characters
Myrtle was an old lady when I met her. We lived in the seaside village of Looe in Cornwall and she was our next door neighhbour, in the days when having a thin wall between you and a neighbour didn’t mean you heard their music blaring through your house at all hours. She actually told…
The Questions Of Life
Long ago in a cave on a mountain in the Himalayas a sage thought that the answer to the question of why we are here was ‘to ask questions’. His fellow sage thought that such questions were fatuous as reason was a human faculty not a natural one and nature never asks why. The third…
Set In Stone
We always used to go places as a family and end up coming home with something to remind us of where we had been. Rarely was it something you could buy. When the motorbike and sidecar broke down in Hertfordshire we sat in a field and I strung a load of acorns together in necklaces….
What Makes A Difference
When I was about fifteen I remember sitting on a beach near where we lived with my uncle who was reading me something he had written about the universe being anti-gravitational (don’t ask! He had a friend whose PhD was on ‘the eleven dimensions’) and I noted that he was frightened of the sea. He…
Quests
I am not sure but I think everyone could do with a quest now and then. We don’t put on metal armour, hitch ourselves to a horse, and go and find a damsel that needs rescuing or a dragon that needs taming anymore. But the need to be doing something is very much in us….
The God We Want
Immanuel Kant observed that arguments for proofs that god exists were either so woolly they could be torn down with ease by reasoned argument, or so abstract reason couldn’t even get a handle on them. In both instances the arguments were of no value to the thinker in proving god exists. Baruch Spinoza, a man…
A Modern Sonnet
I wrote this yesterday morning. For some reason I was quite pleased I had written anything! I thought I would post it so you would know how I spent part of my morning: We’re all writers penning on Time’s paper The incremental moments of our lives Sculpting with water like luckless shapers The haphazard follies…
Just Play The Game
I was always taught at school that sport was wonderful for one’s health, matured the mind and taught one to play fair. Then I heard a senior boy saying to his rugby team, ‘I want you to come off that field with blood on your shirt and I don’t want it to be yours.’ Fair?…