Controlled RuinationDownload Controlled Ruination 2012, Orfordness with Mendham Poets, Tamar and Rochelle Nesting birds and unexploded bombs: Beware,Take care, to keep to the tracks. Do notDeviate. We are the National Trust in us To keep, preserve this heritage of oursWhich in this case is all to do with LAND This Ness or Nose, this vegetative spit… Continue reading Controlled Ruination
London 2012
London August 2012 The disappointment was biting: it fired and soured my friendship with Barry. Barry, who’d spent serious money and time making a flat in his commerical showroom above the Romford Road carpet shop, clearing out, adding a shower, beds from Halesworth, and that final touch - an Arab carpet centre piece. All… Continue reading London 2012
The Agony and the Ecstasy of Steve Jobs
Two uninterrupted hours, Mike Daisey, performed, solo on a bare stage, desk chair as furniture, glass of water a few pages of scribbled notes as props. The big man in the Hawai shirt. Weaving the story of his visit to a Shenzhen, where Foxconn made our beloved hardware, with the life story rise of Steve Jobs. Beginning… Continue reading The Agony and the Ecstasy of Steve Jobs
Gardening
Gardening at Tom's - my neighbour. Imagine if I'd been in Tunstal forest now, doing my own garden, in a polytunnel. Why did I turn it down? What is it about other peoples places that I'm drawn to rather than this nest of my own? Hoeing, old fashioned, timeless. Ground elder always.
Suffolk spring
A day with Ann Wolfe and Kit, first to Jason's launch of Alde valley spring fest. Of course she said yes. Rest? Plenty of time for rest when I'm gone. As I walked beside her, I watched people's faces soften seeing this frail lady white hair, bent back, grown men inclined their head. Little do… Continue reading Suffolk spring
Thailand fast with Bob (2012 March)
The Sanctuary Dear Tom I lost and found your card so many times, but now I have it, I’m writing. So here I am, looking out to sea, breeze arriving through coconut fronds, a scene or two unfolding on the sand beach, far enough away for it to be a movie, of some long legged… Continue reading Thailand fast with Bob (2012 March)
Launch of Fishy Tales
Talk given by Rachel Kellett, representing the Book group who co-ordinated the project Here I amOne of my fantasies or dreams when I was at New Hall, was to read the reading at the mass on a Sunday, in front of the whole school. It was an impossible dream for one with a stammer. So… Continue reading Launch of Fishy Tales
Raveningham Garden
A jaunt into the landscape under my nose. With John, (and Kali naturally) we drove to Ravningham gardens. The luxury of high walled gardens, figs and peaches on south facing red brick, vegetables to keep an army in produce, tiered glass houses glass painted in chalk white to stop the sun from burning, Woodland amid… Continue reading Raveningham Garden
Cotswolds – ‘magical uniformity’?
Cotswolds We’re on a carpet jaunt (B’s laying a carpet for a monkey. I’m the mate). So good to get out - been in Suffolk exclusively for too long. A leaflet says of the Cotswolds: ‘Above all, the local honey-coloured limestone, used for everything from the stone floors in the houses to the tiles on the… Continue reading Cotswolds – ‘magical uniformity’?
Words by the Sea-side
As I prepare to move my geography from Suffolk to Norwich, I’ve had two rich and uplifting weekends locally both with words: the Aldeburgh Poetry Festival and Southwolds Way with Words. Both events by sea-side towns. I understand we humans ‘go to the sea’ for the end of our lives: the view is compulsory outwards, looking… Continue reading Words by the Sea-side
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