Flights of the butterfly

  • THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS AND CONES

    A year ago, more or less, our local authority re-laid the main street through the centre of town. It needed it. Potholes and time had taken their toll. It was inconvenient, the street was closed off for a couple of weeks with a diversion. But, it had to be done. Suddenly, a couple of weeks…

  • Of Nukes and Ships and other things

    As I sit here listening to the rain while Southern Europe turns to ash, this is a message to the Wokies, Greenies, Just Stop Oil, Tree huggers, Witchfinders and other tribes of the international TDandTS nation, the brain dead, the bigots. Your rush to condemnation has damaged progress, humanity and the environment for far too…