Category Europe

The Photograph

“He first deceased : she for a little tried

To live without him, liked it not, and died.”

 

 

There they stand,

those old antagonists,

posing at the head of the high-walled city,

that vast coronet of ruin.

 

Above… Continue reading The Photograph

Cat Vies with Hard Drive for my Soul

Our race has re-made the world to be a reflection of our own chaotic inner lives and processes. We’ve fashioned our environment in such a way that it has become our self-portrait (if we dare to look). Perhaps we see ourselves for the first time, when we look… Continue reading Cat Vies with Hard Drive for my Soul

Where the Hoodlums Are

The stanza was written and uploaded on the day the UK left the EU, January 31st, 2020. The picture is of a tower built in Victorian times in belated tribute to the great William Tyndale. It stands on the edge… Continue reading Where the Hoodlums Are

Toad and the Bong

Some of the more ardent Tory Brexiters seem very exercised that, after all, Big Ben will not be breaking into song when the UK vacates the EU and seeks alternative residence in their delinquent yet decrepit Brexit wonderland.

And the lying Mr Toad, our bouncy new Prime Minister, is coming… Continue reading Toad and the Bong

The Toad Goes Hunting for Votes

Toad’s progress around the country this election is always, of course, more a search for images which might benefit him, than a chance for real encounters with real people.

And, to date,  that search has come up with some striking images, which would appear to be considered appealing to us. There… Continue reading The Toad Goes Hunting for Votes

The Lying Toad Our Leader

As the election continues, and Mr Toad hops around this broken country, lying to people for his personal advantage, here’s further word on democracy and the use of language. … Continue reading The Lying Toad Our Leader

The Parrot Mourns the Loss of Home

The Parrot is awash in a flood of untruth and unrule, as the UK’s general election gets under way. The result when it comes would appear to be a matter of pure random chance, or skill, or criminality, in the underhand use of social media to manipulate people, no more… Continue reading The Parrot Mourns the Loss of Home

The Parrot Lectures to Himself

This was written on Sunday 20th. Saturday’s huge demonstration in London was still being digested. But would it have any impact ? The right wing propaganda rags had gone beserk in their Sunday issues, more concerned with Parliament’s defiance of the Toad than anything the march might imply.

Courage had… Continue reading The Parrot Lectures to Himself

The Parrot Keeps Lecturing as the Rain Pours in

“The Parrot Keeps Lecturing…” was written a day after the previous one, as news was coming in that  – despite the DUP’s dissent – our Mr Toad had gone ahead and agreed a deal with the EU, for a “harder” Brexit than that envisaged by Theresa May in her earlier… Continue reading The Parrot Keeps Lecturing as the Rain Pours in

The Parrot Finds Himself Ahead of the Law

Has the parrot started confusing himself with Dr Who ? And his cage with the Tardis ?

One thought here is that – post computers and social media etc – we are settlers in the new country, the new world, which these discoveries have made for us. Essentially, we are still… Continue reading The Parrot Finds Himself Ahead of the Law

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