Names Matter IV…

Stuart weaves a deeper tale …

London to Brighton…

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
I was up at four this morning. The sky was clear, the moon bright…my son wide awake and gearing up for a long day ahead when I arrived at his home.  We loaded up the bike in the dark with its huge bag, filled with the things he will need for the next couple of days…

Bringing it home

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
This is my granddaughter on Wednesday, face down on the floor, sleeping peacefully… safe, loved, exhausted by giggling. Another photograph of a small child, face down on the floor, made the news on Wednesday. Face down in the sand, washed up on a beach, his smile forever extinguished. His name was Aylan. Five other children, including…

Names Matter III…

Stuart takes us deeper into the verbal labyrinth…

Dear Wen XLIV

Morning misanthropy…

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
“Oooh, you look well!” She beams you a chirpy smile across the yard, halting you in your progress with the heavy load of rubbish for the bin. You force the pained grimace into more acceptable lines, unwilling to scare the nice old lady. Why is it that you only ever hear those words when your hair…

Prospecting for Ben – Confessions of counter-intelligence…

Prospecting for Ben… the interior castle II

Sue, holding all the strings, of course, sheds some light on Ben’s predicament . . . from afar . . .

Names Matter…

Stuart takes us deeply into spiritual riddles . . .

One step…

Sue (and the rest of us) recalls one of the most intense and dramatic moments of the Silent Eye’s history . . . was that only a year ago?

Mist over Pendle

A haunting photo of Pendle Hill, in my home county of Lancashire; and some deep thoughts from smackedpendtax about one of the sadder periods in that county’s history . . . and the weakness of the human mind in the face of collective fear.

The Path

Another lovely moorland journey from James at smackedpentax