WotD: Penance

When I was in my final two years year of Secondary School my school life was hell. Due to size reasons for the core subjects the year was split in two with Six Classes for each of the subjects and divided into ability, so two top groups, two middle and two remedial/bottom, as it had … Continue reading WotD: Penance

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Please to Remember…

Bonfire night is a funny one for me. Many people of my age have fond memories of visiting big Firework displays and the assorted fun fairs which went with them. I can remember only going to one big public one in my childhood and I can't recall the exact circumstances why we went and why … Continue reading Please to Remember…

The Rock

"Look at this," said Wilking indicating the ground. "Looks like just another big lump of Granite," answered Maggiestone. "Remember the lava from this era would have been acidic." "Not at the chill margins," insisted Wilking. "The mineral streak, it looks like it could be pure Lulconol." "If it is we could have riches beyond the … Continue reading The Rock

Full Fathom Five

Since the Word of the Day Challenge seems to have stood on the toes of the RDP, I am reposting my original entry on “Fathom“.

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Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,ding-dong, bell- William Shakespeare, The Tempest, Act 1 Scene 2

I remember this as a vivid piece of poetry that a friend of mine declared her grandparents used to read to her at night before she went to sleep and it prompted me to wonder, what sort of masochistic grandparents did she have? Most of use had the Three Bears read to us.

I often wonder how, or even if, that slightly creepy poem affected her. As with most childhood friends based purely on (primary) school base geography it ended with the Ascension to Secondary school and I never was able to subsequently…

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Smile

Would being a jovial man be an appropriate description of myself? I don't think so, while  I am not a total misery guts it would be fair to say I do carry a level of cynicism within me, you could say I am a lugubriously cheerful person. There are a number of people who I … Continue reading Smile