Socialist ’til I die

Lately and increasingly I have resumed writing in long hand when something really matters to me, when something needs working out. The slowness of it, the active thinking, from my heart directly down my left arm to the tip of my pen. I’m writing in long hand now, sat on the wall of Sefton Park, […]

Democracy

Thoughts on approaching the democratic moment. I was upset when I got home one day last week to discover that a fascist had put a leaflet through our letter box. But before I took the front door off its hinges to have it fumigated I noticed all the other leaflets that had arrived too. Then I […]

Half-life?

For the third of this week’s posts about our holiday on Anglesey we’re going on a walk, on a Nature Trail, unlike any walk either of us has been on before.The sunshine of the last two idyllic days of cliff walking, lighthouse climbing and wildflower exploring has gone, so it’s a cloudy Monday morning as […]

Doing that democracy thing

Like anyone, I like a good rant. We all do. About things that annoy us, enrage us and drive us to tears and despair. My rant for the past couple of years has been that we are too controlled. And that we are increasingly being enclosed and controlled, by an economy that thinks we only […]