February 2008
2 posts
The Torn Astronomer....
The Torn Astronomer A tale I feel I have to tell, It may well make you weep, About a problem faced by man, Whilst others are asleep. Our man is an “Astronomer”, Or so he tells his friends, He likes to gaze up at the stars, But that’s not where it ends. For his life is rarely simple, When a starry night appears. And an evening at the eyepiece, Can often end in tears. So here is...
Dear Julie....
I know these kind of letters are supposed to be called “Dear Johns”, but my wife isn’t called John, not since the operation. I have a confession to make, and where better than in the privacy of a blog page that is only accessible to earth dwellers. But first a little explanation, as I am sure there are fellow victims out there that can sympathise with my situation. For my wife...
