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Saturday, 28 November 2020

Down Memory Lane


Down Memory Lane

This Week's Blog Memory is based on a combination of my Ambulance Days when I met Mr Darcy at The Jane Austen centre in Bath and that glorious BBC production of Pride and Prejudice.

My original version was posted on 27 May 2009 entitled

Mr Darcy Found Alive and Well 

and this attracted some interesting comments. 

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 I posted a revised version on 4 August 2010 still entitled

Mr Darcy Found Alive And Well

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I had a lot of fun writing these. Please take a look and feel free to comment

Wednesday, 15 July 2020

Blogger's Grand National

Blogger's Grand National

In May 2009 
I wrote a post called

They're Off, Blogger's Grand National

It was about our annual best known Steeplechase at Aintree and featured my then Blogging friends, using blog names as horses and blog owners as riders.

It was a lot of fun and perhaps some of my newer readers might find it amusing. I can add you in as part of the field in due course.

Click HERE to see it and if you have any comments please comment there. Thank you.

I hope to return to Blogland soon but I am active on Instagram.

Saturday, 4 January 2020


The Sunday Muse #89

Once again Carrie has provided an intriguing prompt for us. Thank you Carrie. Had to let my unconscious do all the work on this one. 

 "Take Me Up"  by Lauren Withrow


Take me to my dreams, take me up, I say.
Let each wing beat dictate its true way.
The route to freedom is both light and joy.
Not like this cold dark prison and all its chains.
I am done with this wretched and lonely place
Where I can but claw a little happiness from all its mire.

Where you take me I know not, and do not care
For I know you will ascend swiftly to the clouds
Where the angels sing and faces portray a happy heart. 
 Where light commands final victory to resounding choruses.
Come let us fly together through the elusive gate of time
And dwell in rapture with all whom we have ever loved.

Eddie Bluelights
4 January 2020

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Sunday, 29 December 2019


The Sunday Muse #88

Thank you Carrie for this interesting prompt, designed to stimulate our cerebral hemispheres.


I cannot face you yet, for the hour has not arrived.
Time marches on relentlessly, never ceasing and without compassion.
Could it be an eternity since we were united and in total harmony?
Maybe in just a few minutes, at noon, or perhaps at midnight,
time will dictate our appointed hour when at last I can face you.
Whether it is this day, tomorrow or next year I know not.
Or maybe never, but I dwell in eternal hope.

Each hour, each minute, each second we had together
was so precious, yet regrettably I cannot put the clock back
or redial to recapture those precious moments, now but treasured memories.
Could it be you find forgiveness in your heart?
Have I not already paid a heavy price?
Or do you want more, yet more lacerations of my heart?
The stress of losing your soul is overbearing.
So hopeless, so final, yet there is always hope within my heart.
Perhaps the forward arrow of time will be kind.
Maybe one day happiness may wander into our lives once more.

Until then 
each second that slowly ticks away amplifies my expectations.

Eddie Bluelights
29 December 2019

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Sunday, 22 December 2019


The Sunday Muse #87

Thank you Carrie for this challenging prompt.
Let's see if I can do it justice.

Hold on my feathered friend
For I will take you to a winter wonderland.
Nest close within my bushy mane
Whilst we soar beneath those twinkling stars
On eagles wings, spread in power and might.
Hold on my friend to your fiery steed, 
For I am your friend the unicorn
Of fable since the dawn of time.
I come to worthy creatures and bless those who see me.
I sprinkle snow crystals on those I love
And take us to a promised land of milk and honey
And worms for you, my dear, in plenty.

Eddie Bluelights

22 December 2019

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Wednesday, 18 December 2019


The Sunday Muse #86A

I could not resist using this great prompt as a vehicle for a Nun joke

Sister Marguerite was attending her duties when she noticed some of her sisters looking at her in a rather strange way, giggling and some making rather strange comments.

"Ah! sister Marguerite", said sister Cleo, "I can see you got out of bed the wrong side this morning!" and laughed and wandered off.

Sister Bernadette looked at her quizzically and said, "Did you get out of bed the wrong side today?"

"No, I'm ok, thanks, nothing wrong or unusual!"

"Sister Marguerite!!", said sister Theresa, "I can see you got out of bed the wrong side today!"

"No, I'm ok , , honestly!"

This went on all morning and she was beginning to get annoyed and made some curt comments herself as the morning wore on, 

Eventually she met Mother Superior who looked her up and down and was about to speak when Sister Marguerite cut her short by saying, "People have been asking me all morning if there is something wrong with me. Honestly, if anyone else asks me if I got out of bed the wrong side I shall explode, even if I have to say three Hail Marys as a penance."

"Well, my dear Sister Marguerite, I was not going to ask you that question but I do have another question I would like to ask.

"Why are you wearing the Bishop's shoes?"


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No offence meant, just good humour, if any Nun's are reading.

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Sunday, 15 December 2019


The Sunday Muse #86

Here we are again with another thought provoking prompt, this time from Shay at Fireblossom.

Thank you Shay.

I was wrestling in my mind how an attractive young lady may sometimes ponder on another life, now forbidden to her since her vows of celibacy.


I cannot break the 'habit',
I'm dressed this way, you see,
To show my dedication
To my vows of chastity.

Although I am committed
To break with worldly pleasures
I sometimes find it difficult
To fully grasp these measures.

Beneath these holy garments
There lies a beating heart
A lady fair and beautiful
Not to be set apart.

Life long self denial
Is the price which I must pay
To prove my high devotion
To Him to whom I pray.

I still have aching feelings
Which come to light sometimes
Of earthly love and children.
Such thoughts are hardly crimes.

I guess I'm not unusual
And not the first to feel
These thoughts of utter sadness
Sometimes before I kneel.

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May their reward in Heaven be great.

Eddie Bluelights
15 December 2019

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