her absence is everywhere

The absence of her is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.

l read this at the end of the TYSON movie and was really struck by the expression
WOW

l think about my legacy what it going to be
people who don`t care leave holes in time

should l care more about certain things


Sylvia and her young son clearing away the table after food
she also goes out and sell the big brother magazine on street corners
loved by all her family

The form of the lovers emerges from the highlights and shadows of the statue. Light and shade were used by Rodin to create an impression of actuality. He did with modeling that which his contemporaries, the French impressionist painters, were doing with pigment. He was a genius through and through, certainly one of the greatest of sculptors. He simulated the effect of actual flesh but he also emphasized details to make clear the inner feelings of the figures.

sandy

what did they sing in the mini bus `oh sandy`
we went to the Dene's, along the coast,
Had some fun
simple pleasure sand, sea. friendship, walks, chatting.
Often the formula for our time together,
relationship are the key in youth work.
Young are really good at just having fun
simple formula but so misunderstood.

Have you been to Scarborough... Alley.

Been to one of my favorite places, always like going down this street and examining the work of the streets artist.
They make it clear this is the gift they have presented to the people passing by in Scarborough.


l would give my right ear to paint like van Goth. Was troubled by what others feeling about him.
All that he observed around him was vulnerability.  Van Gogh, he was also a street worker of sorts, also was identified as someone not acceptable in the church building.
But a real kingdom person

Each panel of this gift has got little stories going on around it. This one is about how long is a woman's consequence apparently it connected with a piece of string measures about 36 feet.

l read that here, so don't string me up
ha ha ha ha.

007

can anyone imagine me as 007
sat here at my computer in my shirt and smart trousers
l often wonder, and l don`t know if it is correct to do so.
how do people imagine me?
how do they get first 4 minute into my identity
recently met John
during the first initial meeting words language
difficult
then past that grew to like his hidden humour
the unattractiveness of the first impression got lost
in this likable rouge guy
he showed not just humour but some willing to be tolerant
hope l can keep on loving past the first 4 minutes
hope others can offer me the same.

summer

summer and its hot

waters

when your weary feeling down
when friends just cant be found
l`ll comfort you
l` am on your side
like a bridge over troubled waters




those words and that song where on the CD in club the other day and l really enjoyed listening to it before we travelled onto another venue
sometimes l forget words and feelings in a song
it was always being played during a session in the youthie during my most formative years

lovebug

When in not so far away times, people viewed this art They felt it was erotic,also rude.
These more enlightened times we have discovered a more relaxed understanding
finding the nature of the embrace to be beautiful, also expressing commitment.
Different people view things from other perspectives. I desire the embrace.
Recognise the skill to make this art.
It questions. strokes our intellect.
Hints at memories of past feelings.

Old friend.

Often sit spent tome looking at this photo, like many people he goes to the church clubs.
He waits for his dinner many pass, a few say 'hello'.
Most days he is on his own to reflective
soon the journey will end, hope not to soon.



But who knows 'where the time goes'?
But it travels away, we are not so young
but the journey it can be beautiful always need time to reflect.
May God be with us as we wait and ponder.

hope in a hopeless world

hope
hope
hope
l hope the church locally will one day get real!
l hope get to sing chorus and eat burgers with my kids in heaven
what do you hope for?

uncomfortable place

Up on the cliffs, near us are some caves they are not deep, but can get a few young people in them.
They are exciting places to do activities around, make for fun times.
Somewhere we often go with our group

In youth work ,like most other areas we can find a place called 'comfortable'.

Stay there, and don`t want to confront the areas we don`t know much about.
Experiences like this simple one allow us to confront,
imagine, discover, the uncomfortable.
This can be challenging but the uncomfortable, is a place we all have to visit.
Actually, that's not true its,' best we explore and visit the uncomfortable',
but some, go thru lives avoiding this.

hang the Kevins

But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle
Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
I wonder to myself

Burn down the disco
Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE




Hang the blessed DJ
Because the music that they constantly play
IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE

election

apparently there is an election
l run to a different clock
so it has not kept time with me
so the political party's do not encroach onto my scene
not clever
not wise
just the way it is.

hang the DJ

really nice time in the club last evening,
hard work using someone else playlist
however hope these images show how uplifting music can be.







wow there was one lady phew for me, ideal.
those wild thoughts escaping.

sunday and church

I'd never been to church before, I'd never wanted to; But came a Sunday when I found that I had, nowt to do. I wandered round the town a bit, but, boy, our town is dead, I thought I would have been much better back at home, in bed; But stopped outside St. Peter's church - it really looked a ruin; "It can't do much for folks!" I thought, cause I couldn't see any queuin' I wondered what went on inside, decided that I'd see; I came, I saw, I conquered all my curiosity. It fair gave me the bloomin' creeps before I reached the door, 'Cause I had to walk on gravestones that they'd used to make the floor. Inside I saw these moth-chewed banners drooping near a tomb, But not much else until I grew accustomed to the gloom. I found my way quite easily to where I had to sit, Then lost my way in't prayer book, couldn't make much sense of it. I listened to the others praying, and thought it very odd, That someone had to write a script before they talked to God.

NOT ONE

For every face showed stunned surprise --
Not one expected me!

WHO WILL WE BE CHATTING TO IN HEAVEN