Dave's Diary

DAY SEVENTY-TWO:  Saturday 13 th March  2021: I am losing it. Either that or somebody, somewhere is sabotaging my writing. The other day I carefully counted up all the books published since 1 st January and word totals. I found that   the numbers I had been using each day were wrong. Using the new base of calculate ion then adding in the work done each day as of yesterday I hit 429,020 . This morning Amazon has published DAVE’S POETRY so I have done a book by book check again. JANUARY 2021 The Retro Eighties – 22,328 L’Escargot Albert – 12,981 Aliens In Time – 11,190 In Search Of The Leons – 24,716 Jukebox Jury – 22,402 Dave’s Diary – 38,853 Milton Keynes A Disco For A New City – 8,883 TOTAL BOOKS 7 WORDS 155,284   FEBRUARY 2021 By The Pricking Of My Thumbs – 13,193 Behind The Noose Or Not – 28,648 The Secret Diary Of An Old Man Age Thirteen And Three Quarters – 14,297 Down And Out In Milton Dreams – 12,814 Poets Corner – 36,823 Dave’s Diary – 34

DAY SEVENTY-ONE:  Friday 11 th March  2021: FIFTY is a RUBBISH number as I am about to demonstrate. Fifty will become a bit of a central theme to today’s diary page.   I am, of course, writing this page to be part of my time capsule which I will seal on Friday 31 st December 2021 to be opened on Wednesday 1 st January 2121. 20 th February I wrote a poem. It was meant to be a one off but this morning I penned my 50 th poem. Rubbish number fifty, my poems are all rubbish as you can see here from number fifty.   GREEN   Green is a beautiful colour, it is the colour chosen by our world for its own. It is the colour of the leaves that decorate the trees, as those leaves spring out each year. It is the colour of grass in our meadows, and home to the rainbow of flowers. Yet green you will not find in any rainbow, it is a blending of yellow and of blue. Yellow from the smile of the sunshine, Blue from the surrounding sky. Green is the colour of love for our p

DAY SEVENTY:  Thursday 10 th March  2021: Let’s start off with an understatement today.   IT’S WINDY. Yeh, and some. Early this morning I drove the cash machine and had to carefully negotiate all the rubbish sacks blow over the road as they await collection on Bin Bag Thursday. Yesterday the tree surgeon came to visit and give a quote for work that needs to be done in our garden. At this rate his estimate of £1,161 will be redundant. While I was driving to the cash machine the wing told my heart to write this.   WEATHER We never had weather like this when I was a kid. Today high winds ripping branches from the trees. Soon it will be Spring and then Summer, each with record temperatures, higher than any year before. Right now rain holds hand with this ferocious wind, striving to make this the wettest March on record. Mankind you are doing such a really god job, your destructive complacency celebrating climate emergency. We never had weather like this whe