Plato and Glaucon, caves and shadows......let light shine on all related life on this beautiful planet. The cat just came in.......dark, dusky, fur-balled maiden. She sees the light. Socrates....... of fish, Eyemouth-bound.................the river polluted by septic-tanks, farmers and other never-do-wells sons of humans. Never seen the kingfisher this year. Seen two Jays between Swinton and Duns two days ago. The son(in law)is singing to himself.........the theme from The Bodyguard. You can choose your friends........


I live in the country, right next to a trunk road.......... noise........detatched though. I empathise with Gazans and other enclave peoples on account. Better than "social" housing. Lonely are the Brave alright. Beowulf is on the telly...son likes it....minds me of Longfellow and his "Tales of a Wayside Inn;" a further thought occurrend in the seconds before process...I heard....years ago..... of a man from Hartwood Hospital who jumped through a window to his death shouting "Geronimo!" Impressed the nurses I think...........

I think I'll shove-off to Sandy Pylos to enquire after my father ...............................