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A Christmas Letter – Part 1 “us”
I was an early adopter of the idea of writing Christmas letters. Some people call them Round Robins. Many ridicule them. But general feedback on mine is that they are welcomed and received with interest. So I shall continue to write one even at the end of this very strange year of 2020, even though I don’t necessarily feel like it. Like so many of… Read more Continue reading A Christmas Letter – Part 1 “us”
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Plus ça change plus ç’est la même chose
One of the few artefacts I have from my childhood is a composition (as they were called in those days) I wrote at primary school where I expressed the desire to live in a house in the country with roses growing over the door. I never lost that wish despite decades living in (albeit leafy) suburbia. Someone once accused me of having a romantic fantasy… Read more Continue reading Plus ça change plus ç’est la même chose
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In a vase on Monday : peonies from France to West Sussex #IAVOM
These are in a vase on our dining table today: I can understand you might look twice, trying to work out what they are. I’ll tell you: they are peonies after all the petals have fallen. What was left as the petals began to fall was so beautiful that we decided to keep them for a few more days to enjoy the architectural form. This… Read more Continue reading In a vase on Monday : peonies from France to West Sussex #IAVOM
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Six on Saturday, life in lockdown, volunteers, and self seeders
Somehow, during lockdown, I’ve been completely unable to write a blog post. I don’t really know why. Perhaps one reason is that for me to retain my sanity in these strange days, these days when I should have been building my new non-working life, I’m focusing all my efforts on the here and now, counting the blessings I have, enjoying where I am. Perhaps writing… Read more Continue reading Six on Saturday, life in lockdown, volunteers, and self seeders
