About TanGental
My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline.
I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy.
I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere.
These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
I’ve had several other such surprises, Geoff. These months are not as different as our memories suggest
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That is so true. In my memory we were much further ahead in 2020 but clearly not so
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Lovely Jubbly 💜💜
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B b. Sent from my Huawei phone
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Memory is always a poor judge of actuality. The term “making memories” is very apt!
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Yes it is important to remind oneself occasionally that being delusional is a pretty common state
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I’m an expert!
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Blowing your own pipes again, hey?
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With gusto!
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Oh! I’ll look forward to your post on the gusto pipes. They sound fascinating..
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They only work on hot air!
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You know, March seems to be a completely flowery month in general in your area. Wonderful!
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There has been a bit of an explosion over the years
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All are beautiful. All the photos came through in an instant. Yu sure it;s not the fog over there.
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Ah all that Dickensian smog and gloom.. we crave a blue sky…
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They all look gorgeous to me, but the forsythia spoke of an earlier spring time.
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Just looking at your flowers brightens my day. Thanks, Geoff.
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They’re getting brighter, even though we’ve suffered a sub zero reverse these last two days, just when all gas prices have doubled!
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Well, it seems that the flowers are spreading joy, when it gets too cold and gas prices are skyrocketing. Mother Nature is a giver.
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She is extraordinary. I love how some plants seed and appear in the oddest spots
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Indeed!
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I’m surprised you’re ahead of us here in Maryland (U.S.) but we had a cold winter, for us, and have been cool so far this spring. No tulips here yet, though our squirrels don’t let tulips happen much in my yard!
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We’ve just seeing tulips. It’s a bit early that’d trur
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