Dear little dicky-bird You're so sweet I love the feel of those little feet On my finger. Your tiny, soft feathers Exquisitely fine I'm ever so proud You're a friend of mine. . Grasping at straws today, I found this little bird in my photos and his sweet face gave me something to smile about. … Continue reading Dicky bird
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Finding Fiji
Sydney Harbour Bridge and Sydney Opera House photo by: Holger Link unsplash What is it about a bridge, that so captures our emotion? Well, mine anyway. The Sydney Harbour bridge is definitely a favourite, although there are many that are far more beautiful. Maybe it's just that I like Australia and that bridge is like … Continue reading Finding Fiji
My friend Larry
As I was scratching my brain for a topic this morning, I received a phone call from a faraway friend and we chatted about other, long-ago friends. One of them was the first person I chanced to work with when I joined British Airways. That first day on the job, I was dispatched to work … Continue reading My friend Larry
JFK Airport 1969
Tri-faith chapels at JFK which no longer exist due to expansion 25th June, 1969. My so-called "DOJ", date of joining. It came to be very important and all meaning in my days of standby travel, as we were issued seats according to seniority...and certain other things. I doubt I shall ever forget the date. It's … Continue reading JFK Airport 1969
To Fly To Serve
To Fly, To Serve the moto was added later BOAC interviewed for a job in passenger service, at their JFK station. I was never any good at interviews but this amounted to little more than a brief discussion and the truth is, I think they would have hired just about anyone. And they didn't ask … Continue reading To Fly To Serve
Joining the insanity
Something I read this morning unaccountably touched a sore spot inside me provoking a weepy episode. In the past, my life was a weepy episode. But they are infrequent now. So instead of accepting it and allowing myself a good wallow, I decided to lay low a bit and figure it out. Removing cat boxes … Continue reading Joining the insanity