Surprisingly well attended this dark January night, and the first of Bob’s choice of films at the Cut. We sat in the front 2nd row, Bob complaining almost immediately that the sound was ‘crap’. His breathing was shallow and noisy, but he could not hear this, for he was as always focused. On the film.… Continue reading The Music Room by Satyajit Ray, with Bob (Jan 2016)
Borrowing a person for a day
Radio 4 this morning: ‘Think of someone you admire. Adopt their posture. Attribute to them a colour. Make it even brighter. Borrow that person for that day’. Jaya. Yes. Yellow. Brighter. I find myself smiling, standing straight, borrowing Jaya for the day.
Rupert to Halesworth (Dec 2015)
Once again Rupert arrived by bicycle, this time from Ipswich, and in December dusk. After a swift half at the Wenhaston Star, we dined on light veg stir fry, easy in each others company. We'd known each other for over 20 years, and the dance was seamless to pick up after a gap in which Rupert had… Continue reading Rupert to Halesworth (Dec 2015)
Bob after the Reading Club
December 2015 - little did I know this would be the last book club for Bob and I. There he is, enjoying a glass of red with Chris and Rupert, reaching behind to take the toy from Kali and throw it.
Cottingham with Pat (Nov 2015)
The dog and I in the Boxer camper, parked up at Barton on Humber, under the great concrete stretch of the Humber Bridge, for a dog walk and memory. When my mother was at school, they were instructed to write an essay on what life would be like with a bridge across the Humber. How… Continue reading Cottingham with Pat (Nov 2015)
Aldeburgh Doc Fest 2015
The weather changed from unusual November mild, to clear skies and our first taste of cold. I didn't like it, had become too soft. I was about to camp, albeit in a lux campervan. Putting the winter vest on for the first time this year, I packed the hot water bottle and drove the 30… Continue reading Aldeburgh Doc Fest 2015
Brooklyn (Cinema City, Norwich with Bob)
It was her face. So steady, miraculously still, constant, honest. Saoirse Ronan played the young Irish woman, who left her small town life, leaving her sister behind to look after her mother, and ventured to America where an Irish priest found her work and lodging in Brooklyn. Maggie Smith played the landlady who controlled the… Continue reading Brooklyn (Cinema City, Norwich with Bob)
Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter (The Cut)
You needed to know Fargo the film by the Cohen brothers, described by them as based on a true story, but in fact not. You'd need to know that Kumiko was based on a true story of a Japanese girl going to Minnesota in search of the Fargo treasure. I didn't know either. So the… Continue reading Kumiko, the Treasure Hunter (The Cut)
Aldeburgh Poetry Festival 2015
Mild November. Real rain for the first time this autumn and I forgot to bring real rain coat. No dog (Barry looking after) and missing him. Friday, preparing the rooms. Joanna, my traditional Aldeburgh PF team mate and I are together, (phew), in the Baptist Chapel, in Aldeburgh, the only people in town not Snape.… Continue reading Aldeburgh Poetry Festival 2015
The new girlfriend
Why I love the Cut. Unexpectedly a film in French, based on Ruth Randal short story. Grown up relationships where there is no shouting, and keen honesty - even though there is lieing. Yes, the first lie started when she changes David's name to Virginia on her phone. The background fast forwards: a close girl… Continue reading The new girlfriend
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