'If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’' Then you must be one of the brilliant Everton Women who played your hearts out in yesterday's cup… Continue reading Women of smeddum.
October -- a thoughtful month sitting on the cusp of Winter, textured with sharpened mornings and darkening evenings. And, sometimes, like today, strewing our path with such sunlight through shimmering chameleon trees that it twirls our very souls. '... And I feel above me the day-blind starswaiting with their light. For a timeI rest in… Continue reading In the woods
The Latin scholars, or Evertonians amongst you, will be familiar with the meaning of nils satis nisi optimum -- which (roughly) translates as 'be satisfied only with the best'. This week, having stretched for a promoted post which would have afforded more responsibility and significantly more financial remuneration, I noted that when I heard I… Continue reading A lesson