Poetry – Betrayal

I trusted you, right from the start
My heart was in your hands
I trusted you, and didn’t doubt
About the way you felt.
I thought you’d be there to catch me
And see I needed you
You told me that you’d always care
Be there when things went wrong.


Tropical World & Temple Newsam

This post is about two separate visits to two separate places, but given that they’re both in Leeds and both involve animals, I decided to put them together into one post rather than put them in their respective Seasons posts.

So, first off, Tropical World. I’ve been there many, many times throughout my life, though I hadn’t been for a few years before this visit. The gift shop has literally doubled in size since I was last there. That’s the second time that’s happened that I can remember

Inside Tropical World there are different rooms for different areas. It’s the whole climate as best they can replicate it. There’s the rainforest – two levels – the desert, nocturnal, and the aquarium and a place for all the snakes and spiders and tortoises and stuff. And the butterfly room, where you start and end, which has other things in too.

There’s not really been any major dramatic changes that I can recall to the inside. Obviously, it has changed, different animals have come in and some of them have been moved – this time, the terrapins had been moved from their old home in the rainforest to the butterfly room. This is a good thing; their old pool was just by the side of the path. People could easily put their hands in, which isn’t particularly good for the terrapins or the hands. In the butterfly room, there’s a raised walkway with pools beneath it, the terrapins are in one of those now. In another pool, they have an alligator, which I do not recall being there on my last visit. There’s netting in the area above there. I feel weird calling this bit the butterfly room when there’s other things in there, but that’s what it is.


Poetry – Lies

Don’t tell me that you love me
We both know that’s a lie.
Don’t say you’d do anything,
You wouldn’t even try.
Don’t claim you’d give the world to be
With me, it isn’t true,
Don’t say you’ll spend your life with me,
Because that’s just not you.


Ending a Story

In which I ramble about the different types of endings a story can have, and my thoughts on them. I have expressed some of these thoughts previously, I realise that. But they fit here too.

I guess the most obvious thing to bring up is happy vs not-so-happy vs downright depressing endings. I am the sort to like happy, or at least happyish endings. My thinking is that books are a form of entertainment, and I like my entertainment to leave me in a good mood. But different people like different things, and I can appreciate a well written downbeat ending.

I think what’s really important is that the ending feels like something that has actually been worked towards. Much as I prefer happy endings, if I’m reading a book and it’s just dark and depressing right up until the last page and then suddenly it’s all happy, then that’s a bit rubbish. And on the flipside, things shouldn’t just go depressing at the end for the sake of being edgy. Yes, I know in real life stuff happens out of nowhere, fortunes can change very suddenly, but fiction isn’t real life. Narratives generally – I say generally because I rarely like to dismiss something entirely out of hand – require some sort of conclusion, and for it to be a satisfying one, it has to feel worked towards. Just because something can happen in reality, doesn’t mean it can work in a story. I feel this applies especially when it comes right at the end and you don’t have to deal so much with the fallout. That’s the difference; a story has a conclusion, reality just keeps on going.


Summer 2016 Part 1

I’m doing this in two parts because I have rather a lot of photos I’ve picked out to upload. Over a hundred, and I don’t want to put that many in one post. It is not just a shameless attempt to increase the number of posts on this blog – I grant I’m not above that, but on this occasion I really just feel it’s too much for one post.

But I’m doing both posts today, because I count summer as June to August, and then I like to get these posts done by the end of the following month, and that ends today. I’m just in under the line I set myself.

So I’d better get going.

To begin with, a wander around Grass Wood, near Grassington. This was the site of an iron age settlement and a fort. I went to the part where the fort was, but not the settlement. It wasn’t a serious exploration, just a wander.

Grass Woods 1