A fond memory


Agnetha Fältskog

Back in the nineteen seventies, like many hot blooded males around the world I was infatuated by this woman. She still looks good aged sixty-eight don’t you think? I love Abba’s music…


…the scariest Author project I’ve ever undertaken…

Yes its that man in Abu Dhabi again….

Seumas Gallacher

…it’s not often this ol’ Jurassic Scots scribbler gets the ‘wobbles’during a project… my life to date has thrown up some seriously frightening interludes… more than my fair share, I guess… some of which were not of my own making, but others, well, were entirely a result of decisions I made independently… I don’t think any of us knowingly makes bad decisions… often decisions are seen later to be wrong, and other, better decisions are made to correct the previous ones, and so…  that there have been tons of ‘highs and lows’, ‘colour’, and ‘drama’,  is not in question… indeed it would be a very dull life for any of us if there were no ‘roller-coaster moments’… emotionally, financially, career-impacting… the usual life experience suspects… however, of late I have pondered, prevaricated, procrastinated, and then plunged headlong into an effort to record my own life story… or…

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Life’s a beach…

Reblogged as ordered Sue 😉

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

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I knew it was early, too early to be getting up, and laid there pondering dreams for a while, thinking back through the night. There are many types of dream… the daydreams that lift us from the humdrum world and transport us in imagination to an elsewhere full of possibility… the dreams of what we would do if we could, if circumstances allowed… Nightmares and fears, memories replayed, the odd, surreal and symbolic dreams that leave us wondering just what is there in the deepest recesses on our own mind, and those that play out the events and worries that prey on our minds.

Then there are the gifts. There are dreams that have you scrabbling for a pen in the dark to capture elusive wisps of understanding before they fade, the inspiration that drags you uncompromisingly from sleep and sees you writing or sketching away through half opened eyes…

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Peaceful Painting|نقاشی صلح آمیز

Peaceful Painting|نقاشی صلح آمیز

Another great story by Laleh 😉

A Voice from Iran


Once upon a time,

There was a king who appreciated art a lot.

He asked all the artists of his kingdom to participate in a competition and create a painting with the subject of “peaceful view.”


He announced that there would be a great prize for the winner of the best painting and promised that he would hang the frame in his palace, which was a huge honor and fame for artists.


Every artist started to paint their version of the most peaceful view.


At the day of the competition, there was hundreds of beautiful paintings all gathered in the big hall of the palace for the king to judge.


The king looked at each painting in depth. There were many paintings of the blue sky and great sea, quiet and peaceful.


Between all the peaceful paintings, the king announced the winner.

The winner was a painting with a…

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The Idiot List

More from our man in Beetley, Norfolk…


This is the last of this week’s posts about non-followers, and people who like posts or follow blogs without even reading what is written in them. Since publishing a very sarcastic short post about this very thing, the marketers have been arriving thick and fast. If nothing else, it proves that they read nothing, and just follow key words. As far as I am concerned, they are just idiots; wasting their time, and the time of anyone who actually thinks they might be genuine blog followers. Even as I type this, they are still arriving in my inbox, so I could never list them all. But remembering the title of my previous post, this stream of people with nothing better to do with their time is still pouring in.

There are no links here, as you have no need to find out who they are, or view their sites. I…

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Go with the flow

More from down under…

Happy Pollyesther

Last week on a warm Summer’s eve, after a long hard day’s work, l was walking back from the Chinese takeaway shop with my dog and food. I like doing this to save time and fuel and have a night off cooking. Walking along in my usual thoughts, l spotted a mobile phone on the nature strip not far from my home. I felt that I could not leave it there to be found by a less honest individual, so took it home to make sure it would find its owner back safely. Surely the owner would live nearby from where l found it, as l concluded it must have fallen out of a pocket while waiting to cross the street.

Priorities first though, as I did not want to eat a cold meal, so went home and ate dinner, while charging the almost flat phone with hubbies charger of…

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Notes from a small dog – The IQ test…

More from little Ani. 😉

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She came across an IQ test for dogs. Stuff like finding treats and problem solving.

Why was she even looking? Have I ever failed to find a treat? And she can get really creative about where she hides them.

So, we didn’t do it. The test gave the dog half a minute to solve the problems to get the highest score… Boring! I can find a treat and get it out from where she’s hidden it in seconds!

There were extra points if it was paws only, not muzzle. She bought me a toy a while ago, a puzzle where she hides treats in compartments and I have to choose the right compartments and slide open the lids with my paws to get the treats. It says ‘fifteen minutes of fun for your dog’ on the box.

I did it in fifteen the very first time. Seconds, though, not…

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