Blind Spots

Nowadays it’s widely accepted, in our rapidly shrinking global village, that we need to learn to work together – learn to live together. And yet we resist it. We insist on concentrating on the differences between us. Colour, race, nationality, … Continue reading

Love And Protection

Given all the controversy in recent times about social action via social media, here is a very interesting initiative. It seems like a great idea to me – Especially as this is the response – Here is an interesting newspaper … Continue reading

Armour

Life is a difficult place. For everyone. It requires deft navigation and some sort of protection . Mostly we get hurt and as a consequence build defences so high and so strong and so completely that not only do we … Continue reading

The Fruits of their Labour

I’ve talked about this before (ages ago) but it strikes me as worth talking about again as it is such a good example of how it is always worth doing what you believe to be right, even when everyone is … Continue reading

The View From the Top of Death Hill

I cannot guarantee much in life but I can absolutely guarantee that the vast majority of people alive at this moment will be dead before the next century arrives. Including me. We all think we understand this but do we? Or … Continue reading

Baby Talk (or how I discovered my children weren’t me)

The final story in the trilogy of how I have accidentally learned some life lessons from my children involves my youngest son – Three-of-Three.  He was seven or eight at the time. In this story, the parent (me) and the … Continue reading

The Truth Smarts…

Continuing the theme of lessons we accidentally learn via having children – this story is about my second son. I have three so this makes him ‘the disadvantaged middle child’.  As he always felt free to complain about the fact … Continue reading

Green Eggs or Ham?

When my eldest son was little, I’d pick him up from play-group and we’d walked happily home discussing what had happened that  day, what we were going to do or where we were going to go or the many adventures … Continue reading

Green Eggs or Ham?

When my eldest son was little, I’d pick him up from play-group and we’d walked happily home discussing what had happened that  day, what we were going to do or where we were going to go or the many adventures … Continue reading