The Last Furlong

Comments on the race of life.


Chicken Likken – cluck cluck cluck

In the olden days, clucking took much longer to spread around the world. But, with modern technology – it’s pretty speedy. We see it here in the UK. A person says some inconsequential thing, and in a flash, it is transformed into a career crashing faux pas. Or they produce an idea – that becomes a buzzword…. Continue reading


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Two blogs

I’m reminding my followers that The Last Furlong (this blog) is for superficial read-in-a-minute stuff.

Read and forget. Continue reading

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Blog gone for a Burton!

Well, “Gone for a Burton” means – missing – or dead. Continue reading

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Best wishes for 2018

I wish you the best for 2018. Thank you for following me.

Blessings, Ubuntu, Namaste

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In praise of dogs

These old Furlongs love dogs. We have always had dogs.

Wonderful dogs!

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Oh dear – no posts atm

Goodness me! No posts – I very seldom miss. I’ve got all involved in my other stuff!

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Bad words

I was thinking how degraded I’ve become.

I use the F word. I use it simply in conversation occasionally and sometimes it spills over into a post. Or even a post title – as in ‘FFS’ Continue reading