I tried to make it by the van failed – warning light came on. But luckily now, and made popular during Covid, was a live streaming from Green Acres Epping Forest.
Linda, Rene’s neice, wove the weft of her life. She introduced Rene, by this common thread. She had family but through her life, community was family.
There were moments of connection with my own life. Rene was born the year of my mother 1921, she married the year of my birth 1957, and she worked in Walter Fleise Vegetarian Restaurant, where my mother once worked.
From Copenhagen she left to join her mother in the UK aged 8. What independent strength she must have had then. Her father, Max was in prison in Germany. Families she lived with include the Russell’s after which she lived in various communities. She aspired to become a carpenter
but followed the academic life with degrees in Education and Philosophy in Oxford, Manchester, and x for her PhD degree.
Michael’s message was read out by Linda. He begins with himself, how he walked two paces behind Tamsyn so ‘you must be prince Phillip’, someone observed. Of course, he remembered Tamsyn, and this sweet connection to her will no doubt provoke memories for him. With kindness he said it was with me he last saw Rene, when we visited two years ago, and she was as lively as ever.
Dieter knew her from 1971, when he facilitated a week long dialogue in Germany, after which ‘Kings Gardens became my second home’. His excellent talk outlines the history of the Nelsonian movement in the UK – perfect for the web page. If the SFCP survives.
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