FrontispieceWhen you are old and gray and full of sleep; and nodding by the fire. Take down this book, and slowly read,and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace. And loved your beauty with love false or true; But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you  And loved the sorrows of your changing face. And bending down beside the glowing bars, murmur, a little sadly, how love fled and paced upon the mountains overhead. And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.” W. B. YEATS


Shrouded in a fogmire of religious ignorance and against intense persecutory dogma, Galileo, with grace, displaced us from our centric position.And we are no longer the paradigm of Existence.We are not central to the Universe, to this World nor indeed to Life itself.

Burnt Sienna

I might have been a portrait painter;  I would have liked nothing better than to have been recognised as a notable painter on this brief stop over on planet Earth. To introduce myself and my work would have been wonderful  But I am too modest to proceed further; and anyway my enthusiasm has phutted out … Suffice to say that my intention over the next decade or two is to alleviate the ennui by this self-centred venture and perhaps to identify with like-minded life-forms.                    My journey begins amongst distant stars …. chemistry flashing through the universe  in zip-zip time, billions of earth years ago ….amino acids formed and mutated through gas-forming galaxies and solar systems and settling on our little star called the Sun Nuclear fusion perpetuated in timeless rhythm and cascaded down to our coalescing obloid spheroid . And settled in the murk of Primordia.


Wee Mee

Wee Wes

  What a handsome little fella I was ….. bright eyed and alert, with delicious ringlets cosying up against my sculpted ears and pater-domed forehead


DEDICATION to Rachael, who, through adversity & constant gibber-wobby from her dysfunctional Dad, toiled ceaselessly to bring this muddled medieval attempt at comprehension into the 21st century.


I also dedicate this to Mum & Dad; without them, I would have been lost in this big big world … kind and Loving, wonderful people; we all say this about our parents… but we were so blessed in having them.


I have made for you a nice hot cup of Sennapod  
Defining God is a very difficult proposition 
But we must, at least, view ‘him’ as infinite and not temporal 
Quote : Primitive nth roots of unity are roots of unity whose multiplicative order is n; they are the roots of the nth cyclotomic polynomial.

Copernicus (1473-1543) Galileo(1564-1642)

We shall see …

With best intentions, 

Date & Place of Writing  

Autumn ‘21 The Park near the Mote