The soundtrack to the film, Out of Africa, co-starring Robert Redford and Meryl Streep was a firm favourite of my father.Continue reading “Out of Africa- part 1.”
In Good Faith
As lockdown is easing, I thought I’d bring my corona diaries to a conclusion; or rather a question. I’ll continue to write of course but without so much reference to the current crisis, which is set to continue and have an impact in ways we cannot know.Continue reading “Corona Diaries- The Last Word.”
A change of heart
I read two very different but interesting articles yesterday about the impact of coronavirus on crime and our approach to it.Continue reading “Corona diaries – day 51”
As it is three years to the day that I finished chemotherapy, I thought I’d celebrate with a moorland bluebell walk.
Perhaps you’d like to join me for some of it…
Bad language – “Knobs, nobs and willies”
Browsing the news for something to amuse rather than the usual government information guff, my eyes alighted on and delighted in the following headline:
“Dorset’s annual knob-eating competition is to be held online for the first time.”Continue reading “Corona diaries – day 48”
The miracle of life and the singing bird of freedom
Yesterday we celebrated the much anticipated 75th anniversary of VE Day.
At least, we in our road had organised a celebration, but I didn’t hear of any others in the area. It was wonderful and joyous but, at the same time, a little sad.Continue reading “Corona Diaries – day 46”
Food for Thought (75 anniversary of VE Day 1945)
“..Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the caldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting,
Lizard’s leg and howlet’s wing,”Continue reading “Corona Diaries- day 45”
The revelation that professor Neil Ferguson has resigned from the government’s scientific advisory group, SAGE, is a blow.Continue reading “Corona diaries – day 43”
Good intentions and the paradox of power.
I went for a walk in Stover country park this morning. The woods were heavy leaved after the rain and thick with the signs and sounds of May. Warblers and wood pigeons sang and cooed, content. A robin followed, watching my steps.Continue reading “Corona Diaries- day 40-41”
At the last light of April, the sky was filled with the yellowish sands of a squall. Thick rain spattered and smeared the window like mud.Continue reading “Corona diaries – day 39”