Deadpan Thoughts

The last day of the year; not even the whole day, just a few of the last twelve hours. It is, after all, the season for doing jigsaws.
 
The frost is still on the ground as we walk through the woods to the river, our breath coming in cold puffs, steaming out in front of us. [...]

The two minutes silence begins. Some of the people in the room stand, but I sit, head bowed, in a pose of solemn remembrance.
But all I can think of is the moment I crushed your little paper poppy when we hugged, and the feeling you are somehow as lost to me as the fallen were [...]

A massive earthquake has hit Pakistan yesterday morning in the Ziarat region, 60 km to the north east of Quetta. According to eyewitness reports entire villages have been flattened as the initial shocks were 6.4 on the Richter scale and after shocks around 6.2 and 6.1 which were felt in the afternoon in the same [...]

I am picking up apples from the garden. Again. I have given bags of the fruit away to everyone who wants them, but still they tumble from the tree. Sometimes they even have the audacity to fall on me as I am gathering their compatriots beneath, the little green bastards. But still it feels like [...]

It seems Pakistan is not the only place where insanity comes into play every day in life. A couple estranged and seperated recently in Cambodia have taken the weird and hilarious step of cutting their house in two as a seperation of property exercise. I can just imagine if this practice is adopted in say [...]

I am a wearer of hats. One day – four hats – same head underneath. I think.
Hat 1 – 6.15am
This morning it’s a struggle to leave the house; so much to do and I daren’t be late. Dirty washing flung into the machine, sandwiches made, fruit sliced, yoghurt poured, cake cut, bags packed, coffee machine [...]

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I take my soundtrack sounds very seriously, they’re what im listening to when I write, and I want you to be taken to the same place..
…yes, that place. When saying goodbye is the hardest thing to do. Even if its just for a little while.
If there’s one thing life has taught [...]

It stood tall, proud..slanting to one side.. Gleaming in the street lights…
… The bright orange rims stood out against the liquid black and chrome..
The bike roared to life. She slipped on the helmet, fastening it.. His silhouette stood out against the dim moonlight.
He rode it round, she climbed on… Inquisitive eyes bore down from [...]

Dawlish, Devon
A small child with a blonde plait down her back digs in the damp sand with a plastic spade. She wears a hand knitted jumper over her little bikini; she was almost blue with cold when they finally enticed her out of the sea, and her mother has insisted she keep the jumper on.

Her [...]

Balancing a guitar, the coke bottle, and themselves…
… trying not to trip over the rocks, trying to steady nature to suit their unsteadiness.
“yeh shaam phir nahin aai gi…”, voices lilted, wobbled, and carried in the wind, fading out slowing over the moonlit ocean. The waves splashed the rocks gently, and the fine mist was spray [...]