Scribbles Challenge 46

Recipe for a long and happy life The essence of mystery is the fundamental ingredient for a long and happy life. Do not be saddened if you find it is not sold in your local shops. It is not sold anywhere; for it can only be discovered in a truly...

The Art of Satire

Here in the land of the bloggers I have noticed much misuse of the term satire. I have seen many posts which are no more than insults and abuse. The author will defend such posts by claiming that they are offering satire, implying that should anyone...

Wrose race

Wrose lies atop a hill a few minutes from where I live. It is there that the legendary cat vs man race daily takes place. Whilst I personally have never witnessed the race, I have heard it attested by a number of reliable sources. All agree that the...

Time Machine

Let me say how moved and honoured I am to see so many of you here today. I have had a wonderful career, but all things must eventually come to an end. And I could have asked for no more. There was only once in my career that I ever experienced...

Chandler and the Art of Literature

According to Raymond Chandler, in his essay, 'The Simple Art of Murder', the writing of the detective story takes little or nothing in the way of talent. In general terms, there may be something in this judgement. Certainly, the notion that detective...

Happy Birthday Twiggy

Twiggy is sixty years young today. In the mid-60s this teenager, with her large eyes and boyish hair-cut, took the fashion world by storm. For a generation, she was the epitome of style.  She was idolised by men and...

Redacted: A Review

Redacted is a powerful anti-war film. It was written and directed by Brian de Palma and released in 2007. It won the Silver Lion best director award at the Venice Film Festival. Yet, strangely, it seems little known. The critics overwhelmingly...

Jesus the Jew

As everyone knows, Jesus was a Jew; but, what I am wondering is how good a Jew was he?

Lehman Brothers Anniversary Thoughts

It is one year to the day since the collapse of Lehman Brothers. It has been estimated (nota bene: no one knows the exact figure) that we, the taxpayers of the world, have already given the financial capitalists at least ten trillion dollars in order...

Gazing into infinity

My life had been spiraling downwards for some while. First, I lost my job. Things were bad in the economy, but I was unconcerned. I had perfect security. Nothing could go wrong. That was what I thought. But when the boss retired, instead of me being...

Responsibity and all that

Some peope talk about responsibilty. Some people talk about respect. We hear much on the theme of One Love. But what we see and hear is bullying. It is a simple concept, understood by any small child. Bullying. Jealousy and anger and hate....

Things Life has Taught Me List

Dreadnaught is, as the name makes clear, pretty fearless. Nevertheless, like a ninja in the night, I sneaked into her blog and stole this idea: a list of life's little lessons. 1. 'It is right when I do it and wrong when you do it' is humanity's...

For the Love of Money - part eight

When Mrs Bernays turned up, he downed his beer and we were heading out of the door before she could even think about sitting down. Without any attempt at small talk, greeting or even acknowledgment, we made our way to his box as he had called it. ...

For the Love of Money - part seven

The bar was surprizingly clean and comfortable. In this part of the city, that was something to boast about. We took a corner table and he ordered bottled beer for both of us. I got the impression he knew the staff. 'As I already mentioned,' I...

For the Love of Money - part six

I turned the engine over and eased out after the Range Rover. It wasn't long before, with a sinking feeling, I realised Mr Roberts was a terrible driver. Lots of people seem to think it must be hard to follow a good driver and easy to follow a poor...

Club Run - the final part

On the Sunday after Jack's death, every cyclist for many miles around descended on Gigglesborough for the club run. The two groups once again lined up on opposite sides of the village. It precisely nine o'clock, Tom set off at a stately pace, only...

For the Love of Money - part five

I could not see the house from the road. The walls were eight feet at the lowest points. And trees towered above them. The wrought iron gates were equally massive, but were perhaps merely for show, as the were drawn back and the drive was smilingly...

For the Love of Money - part four

The sound of the phone dragged me back to the land of the living. I promised myself that I would work out how to change the ring tone, which was so cheerful and upbeat it made me want to throw the phone, the composer, and whoever had had anything to...

For the Love of Money - part three

Back at the office, I put 'Polis Project' into the search engine. There were over three million possibilities, but after the first twenty or so, it was clear that the rest were almost certainly irrelevant. I returned to the beginning. Basically, there...

For the Love of Money - part two

I climbed into my Toyota Aygo. Neither the sneers of other motorists nor the nought to sixty of sometime this year, maybe, bothered me in the slightest. Given the at best sporadic nature of my pay-days, I was much more interested in the fact that it...

For the Love of Money - part one

It was a Friday evening. The summer was almost gone; already little more than a fading memory. And I certainly had the time, if not the inclination, to mediate on it. Well, I had nothing else to do. Nothing that was productive in the financial...

Rights Rant

Here in blogland I read more and more about rights. And it is very strange. People claim more and more rights by the virtual moment. You think you have rights? What rights? Human rights? I hear lots about human rights. But where are the rights of...

Message from common sense

The voices in my head are back. This is how it starts. Softly, sibilance on the cusp of intelligibility. So low and soft, I can barely discern their presence. This is how it starts. The voices in my head. Growing louder now. Still confused. Still...

Cutting back on waste in local government

The directly elected Mayor of Doncaster has cut his salary from �73,000 to �30,000. He has announced that the local council tax will be reduced by 3 per cent. He has decided the council will no longer fund such activities as Gay Pride, Black History...

The Treasure of Bully Hayes

Bully Hayes was a man of great enterprize, initiative and resource. However, the obverse of this appears to be a complete deficit of moral sense. Indeed, on the basis of scant detail, the Australian Dictionary of Biography describes Henry William Hayes...