Well, it didn't really happen, did it? It seems that particular muse has departed, taking with her any pretension or even desire to do a...

 Our bodies seem to be battle grounds. One one side we have our immune system and associated allies and on the other, organisms that are out...

It's an itchy-scratchy kind of feeling; A sense that some of those mental rooms that haven't been visited for a while need the doors...

Today I am the same age to the day as my father was when he died. It's a sobering milestone and one which causes me great reflection. Wh...

 It's too difficult. The news is too awful. There is too much tragedy and pain in the world. The awful weight of suffering renders any a...

Where did all the words go? All the superlatives have been worn wafer thin with over use and full scale deflection has been repeatedly achie...

Tuesday's project is beautiful. It sits high on a hill on one side a valley in the Cotswolds. It was a pub garden covered in brambles an...