Archives for 2020

Reggae…when to listen?

Before breakfast, after supper.

Don’t ask me! Well you can, but, it’s, up to you my friend.

Whether to stand up, wake up, or get the **** out of Trenchtown, we can’t sell that sort of insurance policy.

But now your movin’ in rhythm, we’re happy too!

Just dance as you walk along the street, imagine the steps and sway through the wide gaps.

There are wide open spaces in the tightest places.

But…everyone needs to join the dance.

In a crowded passageway if some are doing the official straight-ahead walk without “listening” for the music others are choreographing, there are endless near-collisions. Not relaxing!

It should be Not strictly, but Casually Ballroom!

Be like the waving branches on trees and better still, be like the leaves rustling in unstructured unison.

Unfair. But that doesn’t help, change anything or teach us much.

So when they went surfing, they should have enjoyed it.

Most did.

One didn’t.

Yet, you and I should go forth, try, do, create and date.

It’s healthier and allows the possibility of enjoying a Cream Tea in Uruguay one day!

Oh! You borrowed my tennis racket? But you don’t, well you didn’t, play tennis!

All games are a game.

Some folks use different strokes.

Love all.

Deuce.

Game, match and set.

Applause.

The art institute welcomes you, the artists, the woman who runs the cafe and gift shop and you (again) even if you think you are an artist!

The down-line swim was fine on a calm day free of mischievous currents.

Otherwise we would be happier in a speedboat with twin 90 hp engines; that would get you anywhere, whatever the sway and swell.

The long, flowing, golden wheat stalks were swaying without added power.

All these things took was motivation.