Category Archives: Stories from the Heart
My heart is being rebuilt or at least renovated a little.
After decades of abuse, neglect, overwork and being broken (oh you evil women) it is, at last, receiving some TLC. Not least from me.
As I cannot fly at present, I have an enforced stay in the UK and have taken to writing “things”. This is not actually helping my cardiac treatment. I am supposed to exercise and get the heart working again.
Writing “things,” is a very sedentary pastime. You sit a lot; in fact, you sit all of the time. The only occasions the heart gets to beat more is:
a) When you get up to make a potentially life shortening coffee.
b) When you move for ablutions.
c) When you traipse to the kitchen for a delicious unbuttered, wholemeal, lettuce leaf sandwich.
d) When you think of a writing topic and you do a circuit of the room in some vague celebration.
Apart from the above you sit in front of an often blank screen or paper for possibly ages. Not what the cardiologist ordered eh?
Well here are some of the “things” I’ve written.
The Art Critic
“You must help me doctor. It’s driving me crazy.” “And you say the problem is only with this one word – Art?” “Yes. Just….that word. Everything else is fine. Only that word.” “Art?” “Yes, …that word.” “You’re frightened to say … Continue reading →
Let me in ………….
Alright, alright stop ringing the bell. I’m coming. Who are you? Andy. Andy who? Not who, Heard. Andy Heard. From Deal. That’s in Kent. I know where it is. Anyway, you can’t. Can’t what? Come in. Why not? We’re shut. … Continue reading →
It is not generally known………..
It is not generally known that Instructions and recommendations for the use of Viagra vary from region to region in the UK. Here are a few of the geographical suggestions for obtaining the best results from the product. Mayfair. (London) … Continue reading →
Acting Up
Acting Up I have always been an actor. Well, for all of my adult life that is. I left school at fourteen – that was the norm in those days, one had to help out the family and bring in … Continue reading →
The Waiting Room
The Waiting Room Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, It was a constant. An ever present noise throughout the house. And it is not a small house. By no means a stately home but, big. It is detached and in … Continue reading →
Footie
I went to see Dover Football club play the other week …they weren’t very good. Not really. What was wrong? Well, firstly they turned up. That was a bad move. A very bad start. Also, I don’t think there were … Continue reading →
The Observer
Well I want to write something. I need to practise. But what? What shall it be? Perhaps I should just look in front of me. For some inspiration. I’m sitting here. In the sun. By a pool. No sounds to … Continue reading →
The Commonwealth
The Queen has publicly called on Commonwealth governments to name Prince Charles as her successor to head the organisation, as she opened what could be her last summit in charge …….. The Scotsman, April 2018 “But Mummy are you … Continue reading →
The Swimmer
The four couples sat on blankets on the stony beach. The sun shone. A bottle of wine was open, well on the way to being finished. Once empty it would join the two bottles already waiting for disposal. “She looks … Continue reading →