Stacks of books…

I am a stacker. Books are stacked at my house.  Stacking means I can fit more books into the book cases. There is a back row and a front row of stacked books on my shelves. Now that I have accumulated too many books in my little house on the hill, they now stack on either side of my book cases. Did you know that 1,400 planes take off and land in Heathrow a day? The air traffic controllers stack the planes in this stacking holding pattern it allows them to land a plane every forty-five seconds. It is a … Continue reading Stacks of books…

flood the book warehouse…

I am not sure if anyone has missed me in this blogging space… but much has happened in the surrounds of my little house on the hill over the last 3 weeks. This is what I had planned to blog about in the weeks gone by… that I am now a standup comedian (if only performing once: made it so). That I have turned 41. And that my laptop has died beyond repair and the little musings it held within its silver casing are gone never to be found again. But instead I was not free to write because of … Continue reading flood the book warehouse…