Funeral date – Peter Thomson

Hi Everyone,

Please find attached details of Peter Thomson’s funeral date, location and time, which will be followed by a small gathering (if you can) close by (walking distance to the crematorium), but the place for this is yet to be confirmed.

I will update this invite (and send another email) with gathering location as soon as I know where we’re going to gather to toast Pete’s life afterwards, but, in the meantime, I just wanted to send this now, so you may “save the date”, should you wish to attend.

Manor Park on the Elizabeth line is the nearest to the crematorium (5 mins walk) OR Woodgrange park rail station on the London Underground (10 mins walk). Alternatively, there is plenty of parking if you chose to drive.

Pete requested a cremation and as it’s only a 30min service, starting at 12/midday, please be prompt if you’re planning to attend.

Please can you rsvp to this email, if you think you might come for a drink/afterwards (just so that I can get an idea of numbers for a table reservation for the gathering) and PLEASE can you each forward this email and attached invite on to anyone who knew Pete (that you think may like to attend) as you are all the people I’m aware of only, which is not necessarily everyone!

Many Thanks, Best Wishes,

Maria & Huw

Season’s Greetings

A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS

&

A HAPPY NEW YEAR

Thank you all for your friendship and input throughout the year.

Sorry about this “boring” festive card for the Season, but my creative skills on I.T. are pretty much sweet FA, and I ain’t talking football!

I’m sure you’ll be both relieved and pleased that, as my writings are now all but ended, I won’t be boring the c..p out of you with my constant stream of consciousness concerning my creative woes!

Take care, have a wonderful 2020 and now get stuffed …… with Christmas food and pie-eyed with Christmas booze.

Love, Respect and Regards!!

PT J x

“DEAD”

Hello Good People

I’m in the “dead” month of August. Nothing going on.

However, in September I begin getting ready for the publication ‘ARRIVAL’.

Early next year, I hope to get ‘INSANITUS2’ published.

At 76,I’m running out of puff and time. All together now….. aarhhhhhh.

Cheers,

PT

Marking time

Hello Good People

Well, for me it’s still marking time. That’s to say everything is quiet. Things don’t get under way until the first week of September. Then I make major contact with Pegasus publishers as the process of getting ‘ARRIVAL’ published will begin.

I hope very much that I’ll be able to get ‘INSANITUS2’ published through AUSTIN MACAULEY come March 2020, and that will be it; done and dusted.

Don’t forget, if you want to contact me, just email me. Fox(dot)pro(at)btinternet(dot) com Obviously in the proper email address format.

Cheers,

PT

To let me know what you think ….

Hello Good People

IF you want to address any comments to me re my little blog site or if you’ve read any of my books (written under the name WILLIAM P THOMSON), try via the following email address:

Fox.pro(at)btinternet.com

See what happens.

Cheers,

PT

Trying to give you readers my email address

Hi Good People

I’ve just seen my FULL email address did not come up. I’ll try again. Maybe the system is so programmed as not to display on any other site. My EMAIL address, in FULL, SHOULD BE ….. fox.pro

Let’s see what happens. If it don’t ….. THOMAS …. HELP!! L PT

He’s coming!

Hello Good People

Sorry I haven’t pained your eyes with my wordage for a little while. Slightl problem with my gallstones, if that’s the correct terminology. And stop laughing at the back!

Right, something of a little different fare; verse and prose. In October, my literary vignette, ‘ARRIVAL’, is to be publish. Not by AUSTIN MACAULEY, but another, who specialises quite specifically in this line of literary endeavour. AM have been very generous in their support in this, as they freely admit it isn’t really their ‘bag’, to use the modern parlance.

PEGASUS ELLIOTT McKENZIE are taken it on. Good on them also, as it proves it’s not all cut, thrust and blood between publishers. AM and PEG are both located in Cambridge. Must be something in their water!

In a moment, I will present the opening verse of ‘ARRIVAL’. If you want to make any comment, help yourself. My email address is:

fox.pro

Here we go:

Let a hypothesis be put to you

The content of which is nothing new

That one day

In this modern Godless age

A Messiah figure were to arrive

How long might he stay

How long allowed to stay alive

That’s it.

PT

Two for the price of one!

Saturday, 15 June, 2019. PT’s own blog site

Hello Good People

re: The above dateline: it’s designed to make the distinction between my own little blog site and my AUSTIN MACAULEY (AM) ‘INSANITUS’ blog site.

AM have forwarded some of my early postings on my blog site onto the new (AM) ‘INSANITUS’ blog site, and will continue to “double up on mine until I get the hang of things (my being all but IT illiterate!).

Also, AM have agreed with my idea to open up a two-way communication, allowing YOU to reply as and when to my blog scribbles. To any who may be of the abusive bent, forget it. At 76, I’ve been there, seen it and had it. I simply ignore it. If I have a number of replies dealing with a particular aspect, I’ll do one all-embracing posting to cover them.

Right, you can email me at:

Fox.pro

That’s it. Let communication begin!

PT

( W PT is my abbreviated pen-name; as in William P Thomson)

That OK, bosses? Hey, that’s you, Thomas, and you, Lotte!!

Result! – Website promotion

From: AM Marketing [mailto:marketing@austinmacauley.com]
Sent: Friday, June 7, 2019 5:38 PM
To: fox.pro@btinternet.com
Subject: Result! – Website promotion

Hi PT

I pitched Insanitus for a website promotion titled: The 17 Books 25 Year Old Males Can Get Value From Reading

Your book made it onto the list! Please feel free to share the link far and wide.

https://fupping.com/jacobjacobowitz/2019/06/01/the-17-books-25-year-old-males-can-get-value-from-reading/

I’ll send my review soon 😊

Have a great weekend!

Kind regards,

Janine Hornsby MA MBA

Marketing Manager

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AU REVOIR

Hello Good People

Below is something I wrote some months ago, under the heading ‘EPILOGUE’. Well, as this week ends, so has my six years or so of putting my writings of the last 50 or so years to some sort of order, including getting a few published as books. They do say ‘Never say never’, but perhaps, on this occasion, prefaced with a ‘probably’.

AU REVOIR?

(CLOSURE)

I cannot help but feel my pretensions, in the guise of modest ambition, far exceed my abilities. To give fuel and succour to my endeavours, I fell into continual, habitual dreams in the light of day, wherein I stormed the citadels of the sciences, the arts and sport. I was king in all these spheres and more. In this way I gave also, not realised by others, a shield of protection to my perceived inadequate being. I was a closet Walter Mitty.

Still, in this most private, harmless act, I gave nourishment, took a step back from life’s day-to-day realities and sowed the seeds of fantasy, from which grew the stories I reaped down the years.

But, that fertile field from which the fantasies sprung, has fallen barren now, where even the dreams of the days, from an over imaginative mind, fast evaporate. Senior years, deaths, illnesses and life’s jagged edges have given me possession of an adult view, made this man-child become but a man of senior years, bound for the approaching long goodnight.

Now gone are the tales to tell, the fantasies to indulge.

Yet still, the sights and sounds about me fade. I sense I am without body. Only memories remain, and they also fast fade.

It is over. I am but a passing soul, a mere memory to those that knew me.

I am no more. For me, the final act complete: closure.

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