Author Archives: martinrolfe444

Eat cone…!

I remember one car journey to Cornwall especially well. The M4 motorway was having its yearly resurfacing in the middle of the school holidays. We had been driving forever with the caravan on the back of the car and the road was narrowing to 2 lanes, from 3.  Dad was driving and was in theContinue reading “Eat cone…!”

Wings

If man, or a gender neutral being, was born to fly he (she/they/them) would have had wings…I’m sure that’s a quote? I don’t fly well. I don’t do heights that well, and planes have a habit of being quite far from the ground.  It won’t surprise you that I have only flown once. To IrelandContinue reading “Wings”

Crossword-o-saurus

“Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn’t stop to think if they should.” — Ian Malcolm, Jurassic Park. I heard a story about a man on a train, who would deliberately sit opposite people with the same crossword. As the journey progressed he would laugh and make comments onContinue reading “Crossword-o-saurus”

Of Granny knots

It doesn’t mater what sort of cable I have they always ends up in knots.  When we went camping recently I laid out the cable carefully from the electric point to the tent. There were no kinks, no coils of cable, just a lovely straight line.  As we packed up and I collected the cableContinue reading “Of Granny knots”

I am not a muscled God!

A post inspired by a collage prompt – Strong. I did try to do strength training, muscle building with weights at home. This was before Kaftrio – the magic Cystic Fibrosis medication. It’s hard work lifting and lowering weights for most people but when you are low on oxygen it’s even more challenging.  Before KaftrioContinue reading “I am not a muscled God!”

Of Bricks and Mortar

Do you ever wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else? Air BnB has a lot to answer for! Letting a house for an overnight stay. If you are a regular watcher/reader of my work you will  be aware of my obsession with Saundersfoot in Wales.  This is a house in Wiseman’s Bridge,Continue reading “Of Bricks and Mortar”

Weep

There is something mesmerising about the weeping willow. It seems to almost flow to the ground like a dress. There was one in my junior school playground and we had to line up against it waiting for lunch. For an artist the willow tree had a special connection. Willow is used to make charcoal whichContinue reading “Weep”

My Frankenstien

“My wife has good taste. She has seen very few of my movies” – Boris Karloff My Frankenstein will always be Robert De Niro. I had to study the book and film as part of my A level course at College. Funny fact. I almost got accused of plagiarism when a group of us studiedContinue reading “My Frankenstien”