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Ok, my pics of the falkirk wheel didnt turn out very well however my brother's girlfriend has some better ones she is going to send me & I will post at a later date.

So Xmas, lets start with photographical evidence that I should not be made decorate the tree:




Like always Xmas morning begins with a long walk, this year 6 miles along the Water Road in Milngavie. This ...

I had a thought. People write such great and interesting stuff in their blogs here on Lit-net I wondered if it would be possible to write a poem by taking lines from various blogs. I've picked those which were on the front page when I selected the lines, and I used the most current entry in each blog. I've added one 'and' to the lines but nothing else. Bear in mind that some of the lines are cut, and slightly out of context, if you want to know the true context then get out there and read some blogs! ...

Half-Alive

Half-dead
and half alive

cannot seem to understand
the reason why
all this searching
for an endless time.

The fountain of youth
a pain in the dark
where is the hope
in finding your way

when you are half-dead
and half-alive

and cannot seem to
understand why.

Just feel it always
slipping on by
only delusion ...

Since Thanksgiving I haven’t had much time to be on LitNet and I’ve missed it terribly. I think it’s addictive. But I vow to spend more time here this year. I enjoy reading what every one writes and the comments they have to say about what everyone else writes. In my very humble opinion, it makes us all better writers to be here.
The Short Story Competition for the year has ended. My story came in second. Robbed by Petrich’s Love was the winner. I don’t mind being second to such a wonderful ...

Today is my mother’s birthday. I think she is only four years older than I am now, but I’m not sure how old I am- her age is a little more constant. Happy birthday mom, I hope you enjoy dinner.

Max went to the doctor today and he is improved, but not better. He does feel better and is back to acting like a boy instead of a slug. He’s the toughest kid I have when it comes to being sick. I’m glad things are getting back to normal. The girls return to school tomorrow and maybe ...