Category Archives: Life

In Another Place

Posted on January 18, 2021 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I woke up in another place, in another time, sitting in a chair and staring at a man I had never seen or met before. “ Hello” he said. “I wondered if you’d wake up here or just return to … Continue reading →

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A Life Resolved

Posted on January 11, 2021 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I have always loved the voyage of life while showing little regard for safety or sense of a destination; I was always the sauce on the dish but never the main ingredient. Still there was one dish I wished to … Continue reading →

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Lost Conversations

Posted on December 14, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Heard on the radio, a transmission from past decades: a fragment of conversation, picked up as the spacecraft travels its uncharted path. “I’ll see you soon, put the kettle on,” then laughter drifting into silence. “Who were they” you ask … Continue reading →

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Career Changing Moments

Posted on October 12, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

As a young teenager my passions swerved between football, and history. You can’t “do” history, or not easily if you’re a small boy, because people like Henry XIII are too busy getting married again to discuss their motivations with you, … Continue reading →

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Paradise With A Guilty Secret

Posted on August 17, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

The world will not applaud us, that I understand, but two days ago before you left for America, emigrating with your ever-promoted husband, we snatched a last moment together: your hair on my shoulders, eyes locked with mine; finding comfort … Continue reading →

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To Richard,  Who Lived His Life With Open Arms

Posted on June 8, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

  Over many years I had a friend who was wonderfully exuberant when discussing his next enterprise, and whose eccentric sense of the normal chimed so often with my own. I met him through one of those “ Opportunities” which … Continue reading →

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Seventy-Fifth Anniversary

Posted on May 18, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Perhaps he was a footnote in history, there was no one left to ask, this veteran of a near forgotten war, now brought to life through films and sometimes books, but lived by him back when his legs still moved, … Continue reading →

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A View Of Improvement

Posted on May 11, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Those friendships we enjoyed so casually in a life not overburdened with demands, allowed us room to celebrate with ease, a freedom we now find embalmed in photographs. There I am, grinning with a new caught fish, the harbour as … Continue reading →

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Some Career Tips Which Might Help You More Than They Helped Me!

Posted on May 4, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

Owing to a natural lethargy this will be a short article, written in those small gaps I leave myself between rising from my bed, a mid-morning nap, luncheon and the afternoon snooze. Still, in the brief time available, let me … Continue reading →

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Maurice Le Garde.

Posted on March 30, 2020 by Peter Wells aka Countingducks

I spent my twenties, which seems like youth to me now, working as an unpolished clerical worker for a paper merchant’s. In those days they tried to define your job in terms of its function and status and “clerk” seemed … Continue reading →

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