Something starting to click

In the past week or so, as part of my effort to turn my life around and reduce regrets when on a ventilator, I have allocated some time daily to study something interesting. This has been raags, despite my tin ear. I’ve been working my way through a few websites, including the one below, a […]

A little sheepish

Sheepishly, last night, I admitted to the GF the existence of this blog. Though I did not admit just how long it has existed, but allowed him to discover it for himself. So, hello, my first and only confirmed reader (other than myself). I shall pretend you do not exist. He also pointed out that […]

Life change plan

I’ve decided, once again, to become a little more organised, a little less scattered, less prone to feeling at the end of a day that it has been a wasted day and I’m that much closer to death with little to show for it. In particular, I tend to put work above anything else, and […]

Earning their keep

Pakistan’s maulvis are hard at work. Mufti Muneeb says charity no substitute for animal sacrifice Mufti Muneeb Says Online Buying Of Sacrificial Animals Is ‘Un-Islamic’ CDA stops construction of boundary wall at temple’s site in Islamabad

Slow move

I have begun taking my slow, faltering steps towards transferring this website, and my personal site, to a different host, having become fed up of the last one. The new is considerably more expensive, but reputedly reliable. I am rather nervous about this whole transferring business; I’m not as savvy as I pretend to be, […]

Imperial blindness

What a bizarre article in its acceptance of a teenaged slave girl bought from the auction block by a middle-aged Englishman, and this odd sentence about the end of her life: Widowed in 1893, Florence lived until 1916 at Sandford Orleigh, the Bakers’ estate in Devon, and was doubtless gratified when the Daily News called […]

Unos miedos

I have some fears about my Spanish, and am feeling rather stuck in the language. I’m just fluent enough that I can, ungrammatically, make myself understood, so am at risk of getting trapped in a badly spoken, semi-literate language, like the cliche of an immigrant to another country who has learned enough to get by […]

Sweat not tears

The ICC has announced that in this age of coronavirus, it is not permitted to shine the ball using spit. Sweat is still fine. Shahid Afridi’s days of gnawing the cricket ball are long over, but even his imitators will no longer get away with it.