This slow unpacking involves coming across frequent surprises, jolts, back into the Bob. Today was 'Poplar Farm Blackberry and Apple, 2002' One of our periods of estrangement, a geography of a Suffolk long house Linstead, with Annabelle. I remember his pleasure in making jam, and gifting it, with all that time that he had on… Continue reading Blackbury and Apple
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Hooker & Tamsyn and Gorilla planting in Halesworth
Oh what delight to rock up on the bike, peddling fast down Norwich hill by skin of teeth to meet the 11 o’clock rendez-vous to find Tamsyn leading the Hooker trail around Halesworth, this Hooker celebration weekend. Of course, she was. She is after all, Halesworth in Bloom inspirer, a great gardener, creator, mover and… Continue reading Hooker & Tamsyn and Gorilla planting in Halesworth
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Hilary Mantel – The Reith Lectures July 2017
Discussion: We all enjoyed the novel experience of listening or reading or sometimes both. Peggy found her extraordinary voice easy to listen to. Phillip still found it annoying and read the transcripts. We discussed the main tenant of Mantal’s lectures, namely the ‘fictitious’ nature of history. Joan’s archeologist friend - stick to the facts everything… Continue reading Hilary Mantel – The Reith Lectures July 2017
Leslie to Suffolk
Unbelievably Leslie arrived with her charge - a dog. Across London, and on a train from Liverpool street changing at Ipswich. I'd never placed Leslie with a dog, just as I'd never imagined her in India, until she arrived. Actually she's far more open and versatile than I give credit for, and she'd got a… Continue reading Leslie to Suffolk
The Beck
With the best hamburger I'd ever had ('we do for farmers, so they know what's good' the happy Mobile Grill man explained. 'So good I'll have no sauce', i say) in hand, along with two dogs on two leads - challenging - we found the footpath through a rusty metal gate. I'd been here before,… Continue reading The Beck
Unexpected ream of paper
Chasing the day, moving stuff from one place to the next, a car stops, a woman gets out holding a ream of paper. 'Would you like a ream of paper?' she asks with a quizzical smile. 'Who wouldn't? Yes, please' I say, happy to accept not knowing from where it comes. 'That's all we have… Continue reading Unexpected ream of paper
Invitation, longest day shortest night
L o n g e s t D a y / Shortest night Welcome to the wood! Bonfire and a walk to see the orchids Wednesday 21st June 2017 5.30 Orchid walk 6.30pm wood Rachel’s wood in Holton Beccles Road Park at East Lodge, Beccles Road, Holton IP19 8NQ and walk down Bring to share… Continue reading Invitation, longest day shortest night
Bob
I wake up this morning, so missing him. As he would say, I forget to find this, say this, declare how it feels, amid the dead end streets of silent brothers. Those every day calls, conversations, repetitions, oh how i'd love to talk Trump with him. He was my best friend, the one who knew… Continue reading Bob
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