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Does anyone know where Man is bound
Or what and why he seeks,
As he blunders along in his darkness
Like a drunk on tottering feet?

He scurries about in frantic haste
Doubtful of purpose and aim,
E’er fearful of thinking too deeply
Or facing his inmost pain.

Does he turn to drugs to try and forget
As he jives to the latest ‘hits’?
Is he working to build a better world,
Or just tearing the present to bits?

@Michael Thurstan Bassett.
From Vignettes of Childhood and other poems.


Be prepared!

A brilliant story by John Maxwell:

“After visiting twenty cities in seven days, it was good to be coming home! As the small private jet approached the runway, we were celebrating the success of the week. Then, in a moment everything changed. The aircraft was hit by crosswinds and dropped straight down onto the runway, the wheels hitting out of balance. All conversaton stopped and our eyes widened as we all realised  that we were in danger.

Without hesitaton the pilot pushed the throttle forward and launched the plane back into the air with full power. We all realised that that could have been it! We sat quietly as the aircraft circled the airfield and a few minutes later we landed safely.

As he got off the plane John asked the captain: ‘When did you make the decision to put the aircraft back into the air?

‘Fifteen years ago’. He went on to explain how as a young pilot in training he decided in advance what decision he would make for every possible air problem. His decision was made long before the crisis. The moral – have a game plan in place before the problem arises!”




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Dingo has just rushed in: breathless and panting like a steam engine about to blow up!

“What’s the matter?” I said jumping out of bed.

“QUICK! QUICK! Go to Amazon.com US IMMEDIATELY! Just for today (27th November – because it’s Thanksgiving Day) they’re giving away FREE copies of my poetry book ( Vignettes of Childhood and other poems) – so if you’ve got a Kindle you can read all these masterpieces for absolutely NOTHING!”

“Golly! that’s very exciting – and the price is very reasonable too – even Ebenezer will want to get one of those!” I said with a laugh.

“You bet! You can’t get it much cheaper than that, can you! – AND IT’S MIND-BLOWINGLY exciting – I mean it’s like finding a box full of Shakespeare’s plays in manuscript in his own handwriting!”

So roll up everyone and take advantage of this fantastic offer. Diamonds, they say, are for ever. But so is great poetry: in fact it lasts longer than diamonds! These CERTAINLY will – well, that’s what Dingo says anyway – and he may right!  Just look at some of the reviews they’ve received already. Keats and Tennyson and Wordsworth are nothing compared to old Dingo! That’s a fact!


“Heigh! Listen to this, guys and girls!”


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“You remember, Ebenezer, I told you about the Old Mans new book of poems” said Dingo the other night (see entry below: Dingo is proud to announce)
“Well let me tell you that from Friday the 10th to Monday the 13th of October you’ll be able to get a copy of this fantasic book absolutely FREE from Amazon. Now, I ask you, you can’t get it much cheaper than that, can you!”
Well, Ebenezer as we all know is a Scot so when it comes to saving a wee bit of money he is not exactly slow! So not surprisingly,the first thing he did this morning was to get onto the computer and order his complimentary copy!
And that’s what YOU should do too but don’t forget to give it a 5-star review when you’ve read it – that’s the only requirement in exchange for this unrepeatable offer!
Well, that’s what Dingo says anyway. But when think about it, Dingo IS right: you can’t get it much cheaper than that anywhere can you!
See http://www.publishingdirect.co.nz or go to Amazon US/UK direct!

Dingo is proud to announce…


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Ebenezer got it all wrong – Dingo didn’t go viral, but you never know: one day, perhaps!

Anyway, at the moment he’s all excited about the Old Man’s new book that has just been published: “Vignettes of childhood and other poems”. Asked to comment, the venerable author said: “People are always asking me – well, someone did the other day – why I haven’t published my poems. Well, now I have!”

Dingo, Ebenezer and Co., have already read them and they reckon they’re absolutely sensational but of course, they’re somewhat biased – they’ve GOT to say that because the Old Man provides them with board and lodgings! But if anyone should happen to be interested and wants to see for themselves, they can always go to Publishing Direct or Amazon, buy a copy and then write a 5 star review (that’s compulsory) because as Dingo said: “I’m getting fed up with living off scraps from the dustbin – we deserve better than that”.

Indeed we do!

Reflections on Shakespeare – Introduction


Great art is worth nothing if it teaches us nothing.

Unless it makes us wiser and kinder people, there is no more merit in studying, or being able to recite passages from, Hamlet or the Pilgrim’s progress or The Prelude, than there is in knowing a handful of nursery rhymes by heart.

Not so much, in fact. Children – and many adults – far prefer “Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall”.

Literature is, or should be, the great instructor and humaniser of man, and if we do not recognise or acknowledge it in this, it’s supreme and unique role, we immediately relegate it to the level of the crossword or jigsaw puzzle, which are merely entertaining amusements which help to break the back of boredom.

Erudition and scholarship too, however rarified, are only means to an end, and are of themselves worth little. They are merely candles which light the…

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