I am a writer who listens for what is not said. Sharing thought-provoking words from the side streets of life. Words to make you pause, ponder, and reflect to help you understand your day. Carefully select what you let enter your life.

Lucky to be a husband to wonderful wife
father of a 19 year old young man
Parkinsonian
piano tuner-technician
amateur musician, songwriter
cyclist
animal lover
cat slave
baseball and basketball fan
Thrice married: 3rd times a charm, not 3 strikes and you're out!

Some days are golden. Moments overwhelm you with beauty and light and make you feel you might explode. Other days are a dull grey, or black, or just empty, and you drift from moment to moment wondering what that fleeting, nameless sensation you feel about your heart is. It seems to me that too often feelings cannot catch up with thoughts, or perhaps it is the other way around, and what we feel cannot be put into coherent words or even thoughts, because it is the metaphysical and is not meant to be explained or analysed. Our lives are made up of moments and thoughts. This is a way to recording some of mine.

Other things....
Penguins fountain pens theatres instant coffee fairy wings creme eggs Space mojitos dress-up rainbows bare feet cookies ukulele butterfly kisses peanut-butter ice-cream Jessie Buckley bluebells barbie movies second hand books indigo and violet, Lists.

Stay-at-home dad. Cook. Cleaner. Chauffeur. Expert folder of pink clothes.

Occasional writer.

Publisher of your opinions, stories and original writing at WriteHere.

Insomniac.

Glutton for punishment.