A new blog

 I know what you are thinking. 

Yet another writer coming online to bore you with old material. Oh, and their (mostly irrelevant) thoughts on the world. 

And you would be right.  

I've tried this before, a number of times,  and it hasn't worked, but this time I would like to make a real go of it.

So there will be a revisit to some old material, hopefully some new material too, and yes, lots of thoughts on the world. 

This time I'm going to try to be relevant. In my 58th year on this planet, I might at last have something worth saying.

Let's see where this goes and whether I do a better job this time. 

I'll let you be the judge. 

Or maybe not. 

I'm not really here to make friends anymore. I just want to get a few things said because they have to be said. 

Here's a pretty picture anyway.

Ship in the sunset on Plymouth Sound





Location: Plymouth, UK

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