blethers

"Blether - n. foolish chatter. - v.intr. chatter foolishly [ME blather, f. ON blathra talk nonsense f. blathr nonsense]" - Concise Oxford Dictionary.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

A different kind of Christmas

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Assembly ... Originally uploaded by goforchris . A rather different Christmas, that was - but captured in one of its best moments by th...
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Thursday, December 24, 2009

Angels in yellow waistcoats

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This jolly picture, taken on the path from the Rectory to Holy Trinity church, is not of a member of our congregation, though there were a f...
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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Great expectations

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Presumably our expectations about life these days give rise to all the panic we see about ...well, snow. I have childhood memories of huge s...
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Helpful sharing!

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This little gadget is the answer to a teetery maiden's prayer in this weather: rubber oversoles with spikes, which you pull on over your...
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Friday, December 18, 2009

Unhelpful sharing

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It's a strange feature of the way the mind works so that some images or comments stick and return to haunt us while others pass and are ...
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Of Time, and its passing*

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Goodness. Another reminder of the passage of time in that most unpromising of venues, the recently-rebranded-as-Morrison's in Dunoon. Wi...
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Sunday, December 13, 2009

A fold in time

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Really far too tired to blog this, but the moment will pass otherwise... Today's concert, Words & Music for Christmas, was an old fo...
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Saturday, December 12, 2009

A study in parenthesis

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Found myself pondering stress, retirement and singing over breakfast this foggy morning. As usual for as long as I can remember - certainly ...
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Thursday, December 10, 2009

Growing up is hard to do ...

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I was catching up earlier this evening on a recent South Bank Show - the one where Carol Ann Duffy was interviewed. When Melvyn Bragg asked...
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Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Having a nosey

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There's a newly-posted poem over at frankenstina. Written some time ago, it came to mind as I was playing around on Google Earth, seein...
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Sunday, December 06, 2009

Culture? Go to the bottom of the class

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Today's Herald carries a big piece on the anger of the arts world at the philistines who rule us - triggered on this occasion by the ...
Saturday, December 05, 2009

The last age ...

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I was reminded this evening of how it is possible in the very old to see a sudden glimpse of the person as they must have looked in their yo...
Thursday, December 03, 2009

Sounds of the past

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It is often said that smells are among the most evocative stimuli, but as I languished in what might well turn out to be the embrace of swin...
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Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Linguistic delights

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A bright moment in the midst of the flu-induced gloom which currently swamps my life. An editorial by one of my offspring of which the openi...
Saturday, November 28, 2009

Party time!

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This (mercifully) blurred, phone-camera pic shows a kiddies' party in full swing. Actually, it's a first birthday party. The birthda...
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Sunday, November 22, 2009

The mouse's tale

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Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin. And if you're old enough to remember where that opening comes from, I trust you're...
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Change ... but no decay, yet.

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We've got the decorators in at the moment. The contents of our biggest room - except for the piano and the harpsichord - are crammed int...
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Monday, November 16, 2009

Things left undone ...

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How often have you said something like I'll do that when I retire - that being anything from playing the violin to taking up tap danci...
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Let's elect a bishop (part 1)

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Being a member of the Electoral Synod of Argyll and The Isles comes with its own particular challenges, not the least of which is the drive ...
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Berlin Wall remembered

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A last, foolish, personal, wandering memory about the aftermath of the fall of the Berlin Wall. At the time, I was running the school magazi...
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