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Random Thoughts

I pressed the button on the random subject generator and this was what came up – “What does getting old mean to you?”

It wasn’t what I was hoping for. I could have come up with that on my own. I had honestly meant to write on any subject that came up, but as many of my posts are already on that subject I thought I’d try again.

So I tried again.

“Write about your feet.”

I am very tempted, but it would include thoughts about arthritis and about getting old so, again, it’s nothing new.

One last try.

“Write your obituary.”

You know, I sometimes wonder if the world really does hate me. I have recently had to help with my father’s obituary and I could have done without a reminder. It was bad enough this morning when someone came into the shop to buy a Father’s Day present. I’ll be cheerful again tomorrow, but for tonight I’ll pass.

So, one last try.

“What has made you angry recently?”

That’s easy, the random subject generator has been winding me up for the last half hour. I could, given another hair’s breadth of provocation, really let rip on the subject of random subject generators. It’s not much of a thing to get worked up about but it will do for the moment.

There other things to get worked up about but I’ll leave you with a quote.

“Mashonaland is ours, we conquered it, and have every right to be here…”

This could so easily be a quote from Cecil Rhodes, but it’s actually a quote from Umgandan, a Matabele induna.

Whatever today’s revisionists may think, not all the invaders in Africa were white.

 

 

 

The Posts That Never Were

 

For some reason I’m totally out of things to say.

This is strange because I’m sure I have a list of subjects somewhere. I also have 15 part written drafts. All they need is a blogger with a work ethic to finish them off.

I say “finish them off” but in at least two cases all I have is a title. Two of the others are just pictures.

Pondering, Polishing and Plagiarising, for instance, has been waiting for 300 finely crafted words since 4th April 2016. Unfortunately, as I like the title so much, I haven’t felt any of my attempts have been good enough.

Cooking with Harissa has only been ready since June this year. I wrote it after using harissa for the first time. I used it as a marinade for chicken and really enjoyed it. Unfortunately I didn’t take any photos and I haven’t made it again (I found an easier recipe I preferred). This is a shame, as I was going to pretend that Harissa was a celebrity chef from North Africa.

There are also several I’ve decided are too contentious.

British Values is one of them. There are, it seems, four core values that we should be ramming down the throats of school children. This becomes five when they put them on a poster depicting a hand, thus illustrating another core British value – messing about with education. Don’t get me started.

There are others, but they are too contentious even to blog about why I won’t blog about them.

That’s just the highlights – others are in limbo because they are boring – I have saved you from them.

A Poetry Sort of Day

My copy of The Poetry Review came through today. It was accompanied by a copy of Poetry News and seven glossy leaflets advertising poetry competitions.

It’s fair to say, from looking at this pile, and skimming Poetry News, that poetry is popular at the moment.

I fear, looking at the pile of paper, that the rise of poetry may be linked to a decline in tree stocks. This wouldn’t be so bad if they were all limericks and light verse but there is a lot of very earnest poetry about. To be fair, we wouldn’t appreciate the humorous stuff without the serious verse, but there’s an awful lot of it.

It seems that the Grenfell Towers fire has been a popular subject this year. Last year Donald Trump was a popular subject. I remember that last time I took a serious interest in poetry the 2004 Morecambe Bay tragedy supplied the subject for a lot of competition entries. Misery loves company, as they say, and it seems to love poetry too.

If I’m going to be a proper poet I may have to ditch the clerihews and get serious.

Meanwhile, I also got a copy of Don Paterson’s 40 Sonnets. It’s looking good so far (I just had a quick look at the first two), so that’s tonight’s reading sorted.

 

Publish!

I’ve been struggling today. It’s not that I’m short of subjects, but they are either not suitable, need more work or need photographs. (I have many of the photos I need, but can’t get the card reader to work).

It’s the same with time – I had a list of jobs to do and I’ve been behaving like a startled rabbit. The result is that I made more mess than I started with. Julia  brought back three wooden boxes from her friendly fruit stall, so we now also have more clutter than when we started.

In the end I decided that I’m the only one that demands daily posts so why make my own life a misery with deadlines?

In the end, at 11.59, I pressed the button, loaded the post and then carried on editing.

Am I the only one who does this, making a rod for my own back?

Please tell me I’m not…