Category Archives: Steve Tanham

The Sun, the Lion and the Ashes ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on January 23, 2020 by Sue Vincent

We are in northern France, visiting relatives that were only re-discovered three years ago, after an eighty years gap… My paternal grandmother was the youngest sister of an elder brother (also Stephen) who survived the horrors of WW1, married a … Continue reading →

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Three Ghosts of Christmas Present ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on December 26, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Unfolding nightmares can begin very innocently… My mother, who is nearly ninety years old, has vascular dementia. She’s had a wonderful life and is enjoying a blessedly slow decline of her faculties – to the extent that she’s still in … Continue reading →

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Vexed by the Tribe ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on August 15, 2019 by Sue Vincent

I am vexed… It’s a word you don’t hear much, now. Old English, I believe. It describes an agitated state of mind – and possibly body – when something nagging can’t be solved. What I’m vexed about is the entrenchment … Continue reading →

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What’s the point of blogging?

Posted on May 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Blogging is a commitment… it takes time, energy and work to produce a respectable blog. What starts as a free site often begins to cost money and, every so often, you will wonder whether or not the returns are worth … Continue reading →

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The Bedouin ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on May 23, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Image by Cuyahoga from Pixabay It is said we learn most from those we would wish to emulate. Not copy, perhaps, but take from them an essence of thought, of action. If we are younger, of style, even… There must … Continue reading →

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Two for the Solstice ~ Barbara Walsh and Steve Taham

Posted on December 20, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Two poems for the coming Solstice. The first is The Iron Hand from Barbara Walsh, who is in the process of establishing her own WordPress site: The Iron Hand The iron-hard earth imprisons life below Cold darkness, gripping life that … Continue reading →

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A Walk with dogs, The Lune and St Michael ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on November 8, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The Lune Valley is always worth exploring. The river Lune rises as a stream near Ravenstone Dale, Cumbria, and gathers momentum and volume as it winds towards the sea at Lancaster and its one time port, Glasson Dock. Devil’s Bridge, … Continue reading →

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A Chip off the Old Block (part 2 of 2) ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on October 11, 2018 by Sue Vincent

In Part One, we looked at the implications of one of the hot topics in modern physics: that of Block Theory, and its two offspring theories – Expanding Block Theory and Evolving Block Theory. These dull names hide a very … Continue reading →

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Principles of Fire (5) A Tribe of One ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on September 6, 2018 by Sue Vincent

They who set out to discover the twin meanings of the word ‘self’ must walk a certain path. The route to the deeper, real self lies only in the journey through the everyday self. Without this study – and its … Continue reading →

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The feather ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on July 12, 2018 by Sue Vincent

There was a feather on his pillow when he settled down to sleep that last time. He had no idea where it had come from. If it was time to die, so be it… Always the same beginning to the … Continue reading →

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