Existential statements

Coco thought he would keep it simple in this post and just make a big existential statement, but what in reality Coco was thinking was to discover just how many characters had to be written before the ‘see more’ message appears, and to provide a short introduction to his new art work, which has not yet been refused by the Tate and goes by the same name. This is not enough, as you can see, or rather cannot see, yet. The words ‘see more’ have not yet appeared.

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Plans

Plans do not change, but minds do…

Two friends were out chatting as they do. Martina, who had finished her coffee was Italian, and Stella, still wondering whether she should put sugar in her tea, came from Essex. Martina and Stella had met on a finger painting course in the school of art studies at the university of Fortecolpe which is in the vicinity of Telavivodetto. Strangely the course had been conducted in German and had focussed on Email, which seemed, especially to Stella, quite extraordinary, but nevertheless, with Martina who understood most of it, she completed the course. They maintained their friendship, and now found themselves working in the same area in Finchley.

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Another year

Another year, so long,
How wrapt are we in bonds
Which flits from bloom to flower
With heavy hum and burr

We wear with hidden pride
Not knowing what the cost
Yet still the world turns on;
The golden dawn awakes,

The winter frost gives way
Preparing earth once more
As April’s pitterpat
And dew drops in the night

So now I think of you
Do not forget to do
The Lord give strength to you,
According to his will
has now passed away; see
unlike the happy bee
along the border neat
pursuing nectar sweet.

the mask upon the face
of leaving our safe place.
it circles in the sky.
the silver moon glides by,

to spring in earnest hue
with whistling songs for you.
brings showers on the lawn
the flowers well adorn,

who once encouraged me:
to be what you would be.
now make his face to shine
on you and your true line.

The new normal

Let us eat….

It has been overshadowed in the last few days by the passing of a great man. The Duke is rightly to be remembered and his life celebrated for all the good he has done and in the idiosyncrasies that he displayed. His death reminds us that life does not remain the same; time moves on; until now in recent days, and I suppose that it shall return, there had been much talk in these parts about what the new normal will look like. I don’t know what you hear elsewhere, but what we hear doesn’t sound to me very much unlike the old.

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Unseated

At great risk of being misunderstood, it is very clear that the age of chivalry is over. The most senior of the other two should have given up his seat for the lady. Perhaps the difficulty they had was that the first one to have stood would have been claiming precedence over the other 😉

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Demographics

It was heard said..

It was mentioned one day that a geography teacher had come across some quite interesting statistics. Well, if you are a geography teacher I suppose you would find this sort of statistic to be quite interesting. The question had been asked: How far away from where you are now living were you born? He had noticed that of people living in the UK 60% had been born within 30 miles of where they now live. In France that rose to 70% (presumably the French figure was in kilometres so the extra 1.7km would skew the answer slightly, in fact by about 6%, so even making this allowance and adjusting the 60% by 6% still shows that the French are 6% more indolent (not used pejoratively in case you are wondering) than the British).

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