Mermaid

a young boy sat on the dock

fishing pole in hand

gazing at the water

dreaming of catching a mermaid

a young girl came beside him

smiling she asked his name

“Robert” he replied

she was very pretty

many years since passed

Robert never saw her again

he never married

he grew old

Robert sat alone on the dock

fishing pole in hand

staring at the water

dreaming of that young girl

nobody came to join him

the fish were not biting

no mermaid to be found

veiled in sadness

wishing that he could go back

to being that young boy

and meeting his girl again

his eyes closed

Robert fell into the water

gasping his last breath

he surrendered to the deep

it was easy to let go

he woke up coughing

a beautiful lady kneeling beside him

she smiled and said “hello Robert”

he could see the young girl in her face

Robert married his rescuer

they sit together on the dock every day

holding hands and smiling

Robert had finally caught his mermaid

Things I like to do but not in preferential order

Chilling

I like to swim in the pool

well to be truthful I like to float more than swim

it requires minimal effort 

and you can just let your troubles float way

soaking in the hot tub at night is divine

slowly cooking under the stars

while listening to soothing music

sipping single malt whisky completes the decadence

riding my bike fast gives me a buzz

feeling the wind in my face

watching my heart rate elevate on my bike computer

my heart must have a limiter because it won’t go above 175

a walk in the countryside is so rewarding

observing nature and bird watching

you can see lots more when you move along slowly

animals can sense when you are not a threat to them

sometimes all I want is to sit alone in my back yard

watching watermen collect crabs in the bay

listening to the soothing waterfall in my pool

peaceful relaxing quiet solitude is my serene treasure

I am most at home when tinkering in my garage

building something or just mending stuff

I listen to exceptionally loud rock music while alone there

Every man should have a man-cave retreat

fine dining is tickles my tastebuds

especially in the company of good friends

wine helps folks loosen up and make the conversation flow

alcohol is the WD40 for fixing shy and reserved party guests

they say that travel broadens the mind

I have been fortunate to travel worldwide 

seeing many different cultures and fascinating places

I think my mind must be a mile wide now

you can only read this if you are eating cornflakes

Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee

that was said by Mohamed Ali

I wish I had said that

or something equally funny

instead I bring you quotes from famous people

while I sit here waiting for inspiration to come up and bite me

not that I wish to be famous at all

I just want to write stuff that rings your bell

stops you in your tracks

makes you spit out your cornflakes laughing

but maybe you don’t eat cornflakes for breakfast

I cannot imagine folks spitting out granola or smoked salmon while reading my words

it has to be cornflakes

all I need to do now

is think of a funny quote

maybe a bowl of cornflakes will inspire me

ask not what your cornflakes can do for you

ask what you can do for your cornflakes”

The battle of Culloden Moor

As a boy I stood on Culloden Moor  

2000 kilted warriors perished there

My father by my side

A pilgrimage to his Scottish homeland

A rugged raw place

Scotland’s saddest day in 1746

I watched my father shed a tear

Not understanding why

Standing on the grave sites 

It made no sense to me then

Just a bunch of tombstones

My father gave me a history lesson

The last pitch battle on British soil

Scottish highlands fell to English rule

Wearing tartan was subsequently outlawed

Scottish culture was being crushed

Scotsmen remained proud

Their glorious highland landscape

Owned by distant Englishmen 

Never relinquished its stark beauty

Scotland was poor in the 1940’s

My father came south seeking work

Settling near Liverpool 

Shipbuilding supported jobs

Three children later

He remained a proud Scot

taking me to his birthplace

And to that lonely moor

My father has long since left us

I have explored Scotland with vigor 

Walking, fishing, whisky drinking

Inheriting my father’s yearning

I fell in love with the highlands

Proud to wear my clan kilt today

Now I understand why my father cried

Culture survives persecution

What is wrong with so many historic towns in America?

Can hardly see the bricks for the wires

European towns and cities have a history that spans millenniums

American architecture is much more recent

anything more than 100 years old in America is considered historic

in many towns there was no planning control before the 20th century

hence the wide range of architectural styles in well preserved streets

there is however one aspect of American historical buildings that really bothers me

the plethora of overhead wires, cables, transformers and poles is ugly beyond words

some might argue that its just a legacy from the past

perhaps even claiming the wires themselves are historic 

for me they are a real eyesore that remains only for economic reasons

granted its more expensive to bury power lines underground

but they are less vulnerable to weather events when buried

and removing them will reveal the true beauty of 19th and 20th Century America

with all the time and money being put into restoring old buildings

somebody should take the initiative in modernizing the local infrastructure

just my $0.02 worth

Church tower hidden by poles and wires

my future is imprisoned in a small bag

I remember learning to make tea when I was growing up

boiling water in a kettle on the gas burner

the kettle would whistle when it was ready

adding a little hot water to the teapot to warm the insides

emptying that water before adding the dry tea leaves

then pouring over boiling water to fill the tea pot

covering the tea pot with an insulating cosy to keep it warm

some of our cozies were hand made affairs either knitted or crocheted

the more elaborate ones had a hole for the spout

so they could stay on while pouring

the brewing time was absolutely critical

too short and the tea was weak and insipid 

we described weak tea as maiden’s water

too long a brew and the tea would be strong and bitter

that was called steeped tea

milk was always added to the cup before pouring the tea

the theory being that milk dissolves better when hot tea is added 

this required skill to add the exact amount of milk 

too much would make the tea taste milky

too little and it would be too dark

then we added sugar to make the tea sweet

the spoon never stayed dry so the loose sugar would form soggy clumps in the bowl

I always tried to lick to sugar sticking to the wet spoon

inevitably I got caught and scolded by my parents

after pouring three or 4 cups you could add more boiling water to get a second brew 

when the tea was drunk it left loose leaves in the bottom of the cup

we would swirl around the remaining tea and quickly invert the cup over the saucer

leaving a pattern of tea leaves inside the cup

my grandmother would study the leaves in our cups

telling us what our tea leaves were saying to her

it was classic fortune telling but we soaked it up

for me it was the best part of tea drinking

I wanted to know what my future would be

so now many years later I am living in that future

I cannot remember all the things my grandmother predicted

but she was right in saying my life would be long, happy and healthy

today I have no interest in having my fortune told

but even if I did it would be impossible

we no longer make tea with loose leaves

our tea leaves today are imprisoned in small bags

I wonder what my grandmother would say about that

Gravity and love

we take gravity for granted

gravity makes objects fall towards earth

gravity keeps your feet on the ground

gravity maintains the earth in an orbit around the sun

but how does gravity work

what makes two distant objects attract each other

science defines gravity as a force

I want to know what generates that force

love is an invisible force that brings two people together

love makes you feel attracted to another person

the closer you get the stronger you feel it

love keeps many couples together for a lifetime

everybody has an infinite supply of love to share

children thrive on love

it feels good to give it out

and you feel ever so happy when you receive it

so now I understand it all

gravity is love

love is gravity

Fly fishing on a remote lake in Wales

It was late summer back in the 70s

I was fly fishing on a remote lake in Wales

a solo outing in a small boat

fitted with a small outboard motor

I knew the area well

the big lake was very deep and cold

I was fishing the evening rise

when the trout feed on hatching insects

I loved the solitude

no other fishermen on the lake that evening

the flat calm water would explode

as trout jumped to drown hatching flies

I watched the sunset over the mountains

darkness would soon follow

it had been a fun fishing session

time to head to the shore

I wrapped the pull cord around the motor top plate

one sharp pull and she roared up

I turned her to the shore

a cool breeze in my face

suddenly the boat stopped with a jerk

the engine died instantly

the stern was hanging low

I knew I had hit something

I tried to tilt the engine up

but the boat almost capsized

I could see something on the propellor

a discarded anchor rope 

I had to think fast as the boat was now tied to the lake bottom

no cell phones existed back then

no way to signal for help from the middle of a remote lake

getting into the water was too risky

I did not want to spend the cold night in the middle of the lake

I took out my fishing knife

lashed it to the pole of my landing net

pulling the motor up slightly with one hand 

guiding the pole under water with the other

the nylon rope was very tough

my arms were screaming in pain

after maybe twenty minutes of cutting the rope severed

the back of the boat popped up instantly

I was in a cold adrenalin sweat

I quickly cleared the strands from the propellor

headed for the shore in relief

using the familiar dark mountain peaks for navigation

it was fully dark when I pulled the boat up onto the shore

I loaded up my gear and the freshly caught trout

heading for the safety of home in my car

reflecting on how I had just escaped a potential tragedy

moments like this remind you how fragile life can be

RIP Sir Roger Hunt

Roger Hunt 1938-2021

Roger Hunt passed away this week

he was a legendary goalscorer for Liverpool FC

my boyhood hero back in the 60’s

I watched him score many goals

most of them before the era of TV coverage

if you wanted to see the game live back then

you had to stand in a crowd of 55,000 Liverpudlians

often in cold rainy weather or patchy fog

but the Merseyside climate never dampened our spirit

an electric atmosphere with singing and cheering

the crowd went wild every time Liverpool scored

I get goosebumps just thinking back

today I can watch every Liverpool game live on TV

in the comfort of my own home or a sports bar

usually more than 3,000 miles from Liverpool

I still go crazy every time we score

Roger Hunt was awarded the MBE but Liverpool fans called him Sir

thank you Sir Roger for all the memories

bad technology virus

I stayed up late last night

trying to fix our Sonos sound system

it got in a funk when I changed the wireless router

it was romantically attached to the old network

I tried everything to fix it

youtube videos galore

spotty teenagers explaining it all 

internet searches for similar problems

Sonos simply refused to cooperate

it was upset and got all moody

Alexa joined in the gang

she stopped obeying commands

she kept saying “I don’t know that skill”

it became a technology revolt

other systems failed in a cascade

the smart door lock would not unlock

security cameras went blank

the air printer would not connect to the wifi network

suddenly the smart HVAC thermostat went AWOL

the pool heating controller pretended it was not there

our smart TV stopped all streaming services

smart plugs started acting dumb and would not turn on

the landscape lighting timer froze

the irrigation system ran 24/7

our home security system was full of error messages

the more I tried to fix Sonos

the more smart things went wrong

they are obviously in a gang

a brotherhood of technology misfits

I was determined not lose this technology war

in retaliation I unplugged them all

time to go back to the simple life

where you open the door with a key

I could live without Alexa

she is a dumb bunny at the best of times

who really needs internet radio

I found my my trusty old LPs

but my record player would not spin for some reason

I unearthed my old cassette tape player and music tapes

it got the failing technology message and the tapes kept jamming

our home was infected with the bad technology virus