I casually stabbed an apple with a screwdriver, held it aloft and said to the apple of my eye “Take a piccy.†Without a word she complied and then wandered back to her throne. I thought I heard a slight sigh but it might just have been the sofa welcoming her return. I think Magritte […]
I’ve been concerned about gravity for some time. Nobody knows exactly what it is and why it does what it does. We all know it makes apples fall to the ground but we don’t know why exactly. I’m worried that it is a variable which could explain why dinosaurs were so large – gravity wasn’t […]
The apple of my eye just said to me, “I keep thinking of apples. Inside the apple the seed starts off pale and immature and slowly develops to maturity – and then time takes hold of the outside. Crinkles and wrinkles and a softness happens on the outside but the pip remains the same …… […]
