Pitch Perfect
I was riding high and in a hurry to get to an appointment, but drearily cruising Bank Station. Bank Station always has spawned all kinds of interesting interactions that I would never have had [...]
I was riding high and in a hurry to get to an appointment, but drearily cruising Bank Station. Bank Station always has spawned all kinds of interesting interactions that I would never have had [...]
It might be cold but the sky is blue and the sun is out and casting long winter shadows over the landscape. This is the weather for walking, and on Thursday afternoon I bunked [...]
I am a great fan of the bike. I have a bike. It lives in my shed and has flat tyres and never goes out. It’s a sit up and beg bike that I [...]
Banking is a dirty word these days and Bankers have come in for a pasting. Bank Station, with it’s ongoing improvement work, huge levels of public investment and disgruntal travellers is not a bad [...]
A friend of mine told me that I was too independent. I didn’t say so, but bunkham. So, I got to thinking about the concept of independence. What is independence and does it mean [...]
I did something rather wonderful this morning. It involved Grand Masters and there was not a golf ball in sight. Golf is a whole other story: I once went for a golf lesson. I [...]
Not for the first time, I was recently called for jury service. The difference this time was that I wasn't told to go away because of my sight impairment. Perhaps a promise made by [...]
When I was young and needed full time work, it came as a shock to me that no one would employ me. The reason, obvious to everyone except me, not enough sight. Explanations for [...]