Category Archives: Don and Wen

Dear Don: Riddles and Runes

Posted on September 12, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Yes, We had been wandering the moors… when have we ever been at Ilkley without me chomping at the bit to get up there? And I think we’d just come in from a wander in the moonlight too… … Continue reading →

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Dear Wen: Riddles and Runes…

Posted on September 11, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Wen, Physical/Planetary is a rather startling juxtaposition as my old ‘letter-man’ might have put it. The Cow and Calf incident may have to go down as one of the first recognisable instances of something or someone ‘pulling the plug’. … Continue reading →

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Names Matter: gonned… Stuart France

Posted on September 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Well, the next day, har husband he took her inter the room, an’ there was the flax an’ the day’s vittles. ‘Now, there’s the flax,’ says he, ‘an’ if that ain’t spun up this night off goo yar hid.’ … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: ‘Molten-Minds’…

Posted on September 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, It’s weird, isn’t it…how driving a straight road is mind-numbing, boring and sends you to sleep on more levels than one, while walking the old straight tracks just frees the mind and lets it roam… Perhaps it is … Continue reading →

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Names Matter: gatless…

Posted on September 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Well, she were that frightened. She’d allus been such a gatless mawther, that she didn’t se much as know how to spin, an’ what were she to dew tomorrer, with no one to come nigh her to help. She … Continue reading →

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Dear Wen: ‘Molten-Minds’…

Posted on September 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Wen, There is no good reason why straight line thinking should be in charge, it is not only vacuum’s that nature abhors, and as anyone who served in the Roman (Acch phut!) Army will attest, marching in straight lines … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: ‘Old-Man-Young’

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Perhaps that’s why they are ‘authorities’… a tramline train of thought instead of spreading root and branch… You know, I think you are right about that being the ‘young James’ weekend… which would indeed give us our ‘three’… … Continue reading →

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Dear Wen: ‘Old-Man-Young’…

Posted on September 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Wen One really cannot expect the authorities to know aught of these things, they lack imagination and insight. It strikes me that the ‘Stepping Stones’ and the ‘Sleeping Giant’ weekend may also have been the occasion of ‘Young James’? … Continue reading →

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Middle of Nowhere…

Posted on September 5, 2020 by Sue Vincent

After much to-ing and fro-ing of furniture… We had finally embarked upon our pre-tour of Wales and were approaching the border of our eventual destination although it would be some time before our actual arrival there… Road and more road… … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: Cygnus

Posted on September 5, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Mea culpa, I couldn’t help myself. You know what I’m like, being a Virgo and all… I had to look up the official etymology of ‘road’. Not, I will grant you, that ‘official’ necessarily means ‘correct’… or even … Continue reading →

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