De-blog

If I had just one wish That wish would ever have to be To break free of these shackles Locked by no-one else but me Through words etched without paper That time let slip away For the soliloquy to be mine I'd wish for every day High seas seek a wreckage White lines of vengeful tide The deep blue penetrates and still Dilutes nothing inside Long sought dreams I'd memorise Even with the chance I’d step aside Still haunted by the phantoms and their sighs No ship heard when I cried To be cast to the open sea Is all that I have craved Or settle to this cell of mine For either way I'm saved Forget-me-nots still glisten In every morning due I wish for nothing yet for all Though all is nothing true

It's Sunday morning! That's excellent news if dull skies and musty churches are your idea of fun; I did find myself momentarily wishing for rain this morning, as it's also mid-October and the privet needs one last haircut. I won't be going to church either, but that's another story for another day. So there I was sitting in the thinking room, and it came to me that had I ever aspired to be a more domesticated type, I could spend today cooking meals to fill the freezer. Unfortunately I have never been that person and so the freezer is safe. However, it did get me thinking that I might share some recipe ideas with the world. I know it's perhaps not what any previous visitors to this weblog might expect, and I could no doubt produce an acidic and lengthy commentary on a bit of a battle Nige has had with the organisers of PodcastCon UK 2006 over the past couple of weeks. In brief, for the sake of consistency, I will say this: it has been apparent for quite some time...