The Fountain
I’m one of those people who looks optimistically forward to the arrival of the post each morning – enthusiastic about what it might bring. This
I’m one of those people who looks optimistically forward to the arrival of the post each morning – enthusiastic about what it might bring. This
I read at least ten weblogs regularly, by a wide range of people who are musicians, poets and psychologists. Something is happening in the world
It’s an eternal problem – work is a state of mind. And sometimes you just can’t find that state of mind. Sometimes you can blame
When you just know that the stopping will result in complete body shut-down. The book I am writing on coping with change within organisations, will
I’m writing this whilst wobbling about on one of the not so new Virgin West Coast trains from London to the North West of England.
23:16 already. Hectic day behind me. The work on booklets, publicity material etc continues at a frantic pace. Work also goes by at a lightning
I have already mentioned that the first book in the bluewater books imprint is being prepared and will be ready by the end of this
It’s always just a little challenging to get things moving on a Monday morning. The sun is shining outside. I am sitting in my study,
Welcome to my own weblog, where I will use the space perhaps once or twice a week to explore poetry, music and all things associated.