At this exact moment, I’d like to make scrambled egg on toast, but I have no eggs.


So our confident school children wander through the local Churchyard to meet their drug dealer at ten minutes past eight on a Wednesday evening
I’m doing my charitable dog walk for a little pug who I now recognize has a notable curiosity. After last night’s escapade I’m beginning to think he has the potential to be a “sniffer dog”.
The dog and I wandered up the Churchyard on a pleasant evening . I think we might have crossed the road and wandered down the high street and went on a circuitous route different than normal to arrive back at the gated entrance to the Churchyard.There were some extra sniffs the little dog wanted to do.
When we entered the Churchyard, there was a function going on in the Church Hall, someone was playing the banjo very well and there was occasional applause.It was as the dog stopped to sniff at a gravestone, I noticed the middle aged man in a white teeshirt and black tracksuit bottoms with a mobile phone and something blue in his hand.
The man appeared quite agitated and I was not looking forward to having to walk by him but the dog was curious . I remember reaching the man who moved into one of the outside alcoves of sixteenth century Church to let me by and said
“You first Sweetheart”
I thought, I’m not your bloody sweetheart” and moved by as quickly as I could with a braceophalic snorting for breath dog with a stubborn streak.
Once by I was relieved the dog was relieved too but in an entirely different way. We continued a little way,onto a small mound with more plants and graves to sniff.
As I stood waiting, I turned and that was when I saw about twelve boys ,still in their school uniform coming into the Churchyard.
“An after school club I thought, crikey I didn’t think they still did them”.
But they were obviously there to meet the man in the white teeshirt and black track suit bottoms.
The phones came out,money was transferred and heads were bent and although it wasn’t obvious it felt like goods were being exchanged.
I wanted to get out of the Churchyard as quickly as possible,but the dog had a different idea,he wanted another circuit.
I actually looked that little pug in his funny poppy out eyes and said
“I don’t think this is a good idea.”
Doesn’t everyone talk to their dogs?
Anyway, we did a half circuit as I wasn’t going to walk by while the transactions were in progress.So I back tracked and went to sit on the steps of the exit to the Church as me and the dog usually to let the dog catch his breath.
I occasionally looked back and saw the white of a teeshirt, and then more young people arriving , this time not in school uniform.
I gave the little dog some water and he lay on the cool of the paving stones and panted away. Two satisfied customers walked by us.Both smiled at the dog, the one who was still in his school uniform was asking his mum to transfer some money to his phone and the other one in a red teeshirt and red tracksuit bottoms stank of marijuana.
After five minutes, the dog and I got up and continued on our way.The Church Hall concert was still going in and I thought.
“Where are the Community Police Officers when you need them?”
Filed under Short Stories
Which activities make you lose track of time?
I read somewhere recently that scrolling endlessly on the internet or on your phone is bad for the brain and your health in general.
However, researching a subject on the internet can be very rewarding and the connections that you make and facts that you learn and check to me are of value, even though, scrolling or researching (as I prefer to call it) time seems to whizz by like a Space Station on speed.
Time waits for no man or woman for that matter
Namaste and thank you for reading.May your Omnipotent being go with you.

What bothers you and why?

I suppose to be bothersome
Is just so much flotsam or maybe jetsam
One accidental and the other deliberate
Whatever the cause it’s can irritate
To bother to worry to be unfair
When there’s litter and no one seems to care.
To have too many children or maybe too few
It’s hard knowing the right thing to do.
Why bother I hear you ask
Well perhaps it’s just another task
A box to tick , something to do
Just a word, ” I’m so sorry to bother you.”
What bothers you and why?
Oh bother me or bother that
Life is full of things like that
The sad fact is we can’t escape
And Batman won’t arrive with a flowing cape
Just bother,bother,bother
Let’s face it that politician’s a tosser
My fate will be just like any other,
Born, to live and die and cope with all this
bother.

List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain.

Reading a good book is inspirational
People can be reliable or unreliable
To care and be gentle are important qualities
Never take yourself too seriously
Shared laughter and love is a gift
Nature is more powerful than humanity
The cynical underestimate the optimist
My skin needs moisturised daily
Aging has its benefits as well as its drawbacks
Matter will always exist and we will always matter
Namaste and Thank You for Reading, may your omnipotent being go with you.
List 10 things you know to be absolutely certain.
Reading a good book is inspirational
People can be reliable or unreliable
To care and be gentle are important qualities
Never take yourself too seriously
Shared laughter and love is a gift
Nature is more powerful than humanity.
The cynical underestimate the optimist
My skin needs moisturised daily
Aging has its benefits as well as it’s drawbacks
Matter will always exist and we will always
matter.

Are you seeking security or adventure?
I have a magic blanket
It does two things at once
On cold and quiet days it’s my comfort,
On adventure days it’s helps me with my stunts,
For off I go into the wilderness my trusty tent on
my back
With my magic blanket neatly packed within my
haversack,
It can be a soft seat to paint and draw,
Or at night a soft pillow to help me snore,
The magic of it being two way
Seems like a miracle to me every day.
Namaste and thank you for reading, may your Omnipotent being go with you.
