"Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more." Tennyson. Me…? Climbing and hill walking, camping out in the wilds. Sitting in the snow, on hilltops and thinking about it all. Football, Music, Books, Sitting about watching dvds, messing about on my computer, lazing about drinking wine and talking long-winded red wine fuelled verbose nonsense. Interested in writing up and out, and verbalising the constant stream in my head. Interested in feedback. Intersted in hearing from others who feel an interest or kinship.