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Reflections are those moment of introspection about my own life and experiences, when seemingly different incidences are all surprisingly connected in a way I only recently realised. Occasionally, the connection is profound and possibly dark but, more often it is amusing or downright funny. Either way, I felt the urge to write about them and share them.
All was going well; my landlady (a high school head teacher) invited me to a small Boxing Day gathering in her main house, where she told me she promised her other guests, of mostly teachers, that the new tenant (me)…
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After eating a hearty in-flight lunch, washed down with a couple of alcoholic drinks, trans-Atlantic flights are bound to make you tired and sleepy so, you fall asleep. Airplane seats are designed to maximise the number of passengers that can…
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At the age of sixteen, I had a crush on an older girl who was easily 19 years of age and therefore, had zero interest in juveniles like me. Nevertheless, I was determined to meet her. She appeared twice a…
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A beautiful but sad song by the late Jim Diamond goes like this: And I should have known better To lie to one as beautiful as you Yeah, I should have known better To take a chance on ever losing…
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I am very good at forgetting, and as I get older, I am getting better at it by the day; but that’s probably something to worry about in another blog. I am also very good at forgiving, especially when it…
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Losing is for losers! That’s the way I see it. Although I spent the majority of my life in the UK, I never subscribed to the British philosophy of: It’s not the winning that matters; it’s the taking part. I think…
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First year at university, the curriculum required students to take an elective subject outside of the discipline we were studying. As my degree was in Aeronautical Engineering, I had a vast choice of subjects to elect from such as sociology, music,…
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Socialising, what’s that all about? I understand the purpose of it but I don’t get the benefit. My guess is that it was invented thousands of years ago by women. Why do I think this? Firstly, and generally speaking, women are…
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This doesn’t bother me as much as say, knitting or reading. It’s mildly embarrassing but, I am happy to live with it. If drinking alcohol was boxing, then I would be light-flyweight, at best. Generally speaking, I can take one…
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It’s my life’s supreme irony for someone who loves words to be so rubbish at reading. Mechanically, I can read and comprehend words, phrases and sentences, no problem at all. As sentences build into paragraphs, I start to falter. When…
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