Gone Away
Dispatches from a life in America
270 posts
Thermopylae
Come with me now as I drift with the wind through the winter city. Through the bleak and gray streets we tumble, stumbling with the dried leaves and yesterday's newspapers in haphazard dance of eddy and spin, down…
Oh, Blog It!
Well, we've all been blogging for a while so it's about time we flew up our own, umm, "fundaments" for a change (note that the symptom of the degeneration of art is when it starts to talk about itself - hopefully, this…
A Tribute to Hereunder
I am not in the habit of recommending other sites, not through any desire to avoid competition, but more through the sheer hassle of having to insert the HTML tags to a link. There is one blog, however, that is so…
American Idols (4)
(to see previous American Idol awards, click here ) Numero Quattro: Soaring Sign Posts The poor foreigner thinks that he knows about American sign posts. He has seen the famous golden arches that indicate his local…
Gorongosa
(This is one of a series of articles I wrote dealing with memories of an African childhood. To read the first of these, click here ) Whilst it is not true that to grow up in Africa meant becoming accustomed to lions…
Slay
I don't know about other writers, but I have evolved all sorts of strategies to delay having to put finger to keyboard (writing is work, believe it or not). As well as the usual cups of coffee and the less usual rounds…
Jingoism
(This article forms part of the Journal that I am writing to describe my impressions of America since arrival in September, 2004. To begin reading this Journal from the beginning, click here .) As I have mentioned…
Whistler
(This is one of a series of articles I wrote dealing with memories of an African childhood. To read the first of these, click here ) The boy emerged from the trees moments after the red dog. He stood for a while, taking…
Flying
(This is one of a series of articles I wrote dealing with memories of an African childhood. To read the first of these, click here ) It was early one morning, just outside Colesberg in Natal. The two young hitch-hikers…
Contents and Clarification
This blog began as an attempt to put down my thoughts on coming to America for my kids back in England. It became known as "The Journal", for want of any better title. As time went on, I found that there were days when…
Hymn to Hendrina
(This is one of a series of articles I wrote dealing with memories of an African childhood. To read the first of these, click here ) The car slowed and stopped just before a dirt road that left the main highway. Two…
Pine Forests and Bayous
(This article forms part of the Journal that I am writing to describe my impressions of America since arrival in September, 2004. To begin reading this Journal from the beginning, click here .) As I have mentioned , my…
Sharp Readers and Firey Foxes
I have a new toy. It's name is SharpReader and it simplifies my morning chores by going around all my favorite blogs to see if there are any updates. Since the number of blogs that I watch is increasing all the time,…
Spiders, Man!
(This article forms part of the Journal that I am writing to describe my impressions of America since arrival in September, 2004. To begin reading this Journal from the beginning, click here .) Before Kathy came to…
Rhyme Time
My morning has been spent in assembling a desk for this computer. Amazingly, all went without a hitch and I can now convert from my rather ramshackle affair of two small tables supporting monitor and keyboard to…
Local Color
Deep in rural North Texas we slow down and leave the highway, drawn by our need for breakfast to the towering Dairy Queen sign. We roll down the ramp and into the parking lot. There is one space left between the rows of…
The Sea And Me
(This article forms part of the Journal that I am writing to describe my impressions of America since arrival in september, 2004. To begin reading this Journal from the beginning, click here .) I must down to the seas…
Galveston, oh Galveston
Here's hoping that everyone did as they were instructed and had a merry Christmas. I did. My main Christmas present turned out to be something of a surprise. It consists of a few days vacation in a little place called…
A Musical Sandwich
(This article forms part of the Journal that I am writing to describe my impressions of America since arrival in September, 2004. To begin reading this Journal from the beginning, click here .) It snowed last night in…
American Idols (3)
(to see previous American Idol awards, click here ) Numero Tres: Microsoft Windows Much of my time in America has been spent just as it was in England: in front of a computer. It was only ten years ago that I began my…