I owe my Trump-supporting family and friends an apology. I’ve been critical of the Trump presidency and am still exhausted from the experience. But to be fair, President Trump wasn’t that bad, other than when: He incited an insurrection against the governmentMismanaged a pandemic that killed nearly half a million AmericansSeparated children from their families,… Continue reading Trump itinerary of failures
American Mid term rout – into diversity
It was hard to believe that the media described the choice as close, from this side of the pond. Who could vote for this narcissist? Fear of socialism/communism, fear of gender bluring, were some of the reasons given. In the end, by tonight it's called a blue tsunami. Democrats have the majority of both Senate… Continue reading American Mid term rout – into diversity
Arthur Ling
Arthur’s death feels like the end of an era for Holton Hall Park. I knew him for the 10 years I was there, 2009 to 2019. For 7 of those years I was site manager there, and I know I could not have been effective without him. He taught me an enormous amount. He was… Continue reading Arthur Ling
Milliband and at last debate
Kevin and I listened to Ed Miliband giving his statement on UK plans to sanction Israel and the debate that followed - reaching the same point: at last, intelligent and useful debate in that otherwise fight ring of the commons. Not only was his debate well formed and delivered with a measured passion, but the… Continue reading Milliband and at last debate
A poem by Catherine Nicholson – Leavings
Leavings At first there were hardly any of them,a few small groups, no more than twenty,picking quietly through vegetation,hunting small game, grubbing upanything going. They never settled in any one placebecause each halt was soon depleted.They moved like fire, devoured each scrapof food they found, then left the forestto clear up behind them. We still… Continue reading A poem by Catherine Nicholson – Leavings
Farewell to Conrad
My memory of Conrad, who died in April this year, is recorded earlier here. There was no public funeral but a friend, Danny Bee had arranged a gathering for a 'Radical walk' Sunday, 6th September. I missed the walk. Damn it. It wasn't because arriving early, I spontaneously explored Stratford and the V&A Store room,… Continue reading Farewell to Conrad
Kobo days
She did not like the lead. I remember Kali bucking like a bronco when I put one on for the first time. The human need to protect , control, the umbilical cord that will hopefully one day be abandoned replaced by trust. But now, as I prepare to walk her down the Beccles road, she… Continue reading Kobo days
Handstands with Dean and Michael
It has been a while, perhaps over a year. Why have I not been able to find the time for this gift of Dean and Michael and their invitation to write? I once walked 125 stepsOn my hands. Someonemust have countedas the number comes downthese 60 plus years.Along with the greatness.I was the best.From the… Continue reading Handstands with Dean and Michael
Kobo arrived
I don't recall this intimate playfulness, cuddle, joy with such a bundle - with Kali, Bobji or Brow, as I have with this little diamond of a dog, Kobo. This was the first week, 7 days. So many cuddles. My favourite photo is with Billy, who left us that day after a year at Kinda.… Continue reading Kobo arrived
Flood the zone: Greatest on earth Profit and loss.
At 250 years the United states is oldest republic on earth, we are the freest people on earth,... we are the strongest and most powerful country on earth, by the grace of God the United States is the must successful most accomplished most exceptional ever to exist in human history. And it is great to… Continue reading Flood the zone: Greatest on earth Profit and loss.
