My WordTree is a short blog about seven words and their secret and surprising lives.

Each word’s post can be read on its own with many of the word’s meanings contained within; they also link together to form a complete story.

Well there he sits, my little monk: writing my story. He is getting it all wrong. For generations I have been trying to tell him, but he can’t hear me – I realise that now.  I will begin again with a different audience.  I will begin again with you. Thank you for listening. Please help yourself to fruit.

Too much death, I think.  That’s enough misery – drifting round impractical, damp mansions – wondering what’s on earth is going on. No one knows what’s going on. The only answer is to party hard.