Somewhere is a photograph of a group of people sitting around Bob’s table in Clarendon Road, among them is Keith Payne. He talked of Suffolk, his connection to it, the Barsham Fayres, landscape, people and somehow inspired both of us, during a time we were thinking of moving. May be Clarendon Road was already on the market. This moment was a strand in the journey Bob and I took to Suffolk. Bob is long gone, but I am here still.
I never knew him, although find others here in the landscape I am now embedded within, who knew him, among them Virginia, who shared this video shared by his daughter on the days after he died in Co Cork. What a man, a pleasure to see his animation, his love of sacred places, spiritual landscapes he grew up in, is feel of what is happening and effect of climate change, the last remnants of us.
Meanwhile, down the road now, Serena is dying, and this informs my every day, as I feel her slipping away, her echo of my own life diminishing. Her love of organic banana’s, my last delivery to her.
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