A short christmas break to Essex, to Tinks, to the links with our families, her benevolent, generous and hearty father, my god father, linking me to my own father who i never knew, to my mother who took us to christmas's in Hoe Mill every year, specialising in Brandy butter, being the white rabbit running down… Continue reading Christmas and Bob
Author: kalikellett
Traveller, habitual writer, dog walker, East Anglian, woodland owner
Bob, Bruce Springsteen, and Bobji
Bruce's 4th choice on Desert Island Discs was, Madam George (Joy) Van Morison, Astal Weeks: 'It made me trust in beauty', he said. I thought of Bob, not because he opened up the beauty of music to me, Astral weeks to late Beethoven, but he'd quote this song as I clicked along the pavements of… Continue reading Bob, Bruce Springsteen, and Bobji
Lional Blue
Died today. A voice friend on Radio 4, Thought for the Day, through 70's and 80's. Yet this gentle folksy man was, I learn today, tormented and sometimes 'a mess' 'I've never felt this world was home - more like a departure lounge.' he opens his own quirky obituary, then proceeds to talk, not about his… Continue reading Lional Blue
Bungalow Warming
Bungalow warming! (No it’s not complete - no kitchen - but it’s liveable in) To friends, and all who have worked on the project, and curious locals, you are welcome to drop in, either Saturday or Sunday or come to the wood for a bonfire. Bottle of wine/beer or food to share gratefully received. 07920055888… Continue reading Bungalow Warming
1957 December 10th
I went to the wood on the morning of December 10th, and sat on what will be a verandah, looking south over the misty valley and thought of my mother. Barbara Josephine Wright. She had done something I have never managed, conceive and give birth to a new life. A wonder to me. In the distance… Continue reading 1957 December 10th
Becoming (2016)
I shall not be a doctor Actually I knew as far back as When my mother asked me To pick out a splinter from Her finger. I hid behind The wing backed chair as she did it ‘You will never make a doctor’ She said, closing that option At the beginning of my life. Nor… Continue reading Becoming (2016)
The Mill and the Cross (Cut Cinema)
I was enthralled throughout. The violence, no doubt viscerally focused, but the whole tapestry tableau of the paintings characters going about their mundane life, captivated. We got to know them through the film: the man with red stripped tights, and the pedlar, and coblar. God knows what was going on, except the re-inactment of the… Continue reading The Mill and the Cross (Cut Cinema)
Tundra
Yesterday we laid Tundra to rest in the woodland. Tundra, a name denoting an earth soil where tree growth is hindered, from Russian meaning uplands, treeless mountain tract, was laid to rest amongst English Hornbean and Oak. I'd first met Tundra through Kali, naturally. He fell in love with her, although didn't tell me, and slipped… Continue reading Tundra
Science Cafe, Science & Religion
The chair, Rob Raven, like Umi accentuated the &. Professor Peter Belton - UEA http://www.uea.ac.uk/chemistry/people/profile/p-belton Quaker and scientist (chemist) gave an excellent introduction - no notes - starting with the conflict. Religion Always conflict between science and religion. Classic case quoted is Gallileo and the Pope. But like most conflicts, it's not a conflict between religion (belief) and science,… Continue reading Science Cafe, Science & Religion
Cousin Jo
Brudenelle, Aldeburgh, sea bass on black rice, New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc, and opposite, cousin Jo. Somehow she made my disappointment at lack of materialisation of aspiration acceptable. That you have a dream, she said, when so many don't, it will keep you driven with vision. Our life parallels, (single, independent, bought up by mother with absent fathers, loved… Continue reading Cousin Jo
