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Category Archives: history, politics
a christmas special, bombing and babies
I have had to hunt for this image from a photograph I took in 2012 in a gallery in Siena. Years ago I copied/uploaded it from my computer onto Photobox and used prints from their site make christmas cards. Sometimes … Continue reading
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Tagged Bomber Harris, dresden, Germany
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a time for national reflection
Often as the Bakerloo line train from Oxford Circus to Waterloo stopped at Charing Cross I have looked out through the windows at the posters which line the platform in an impressive display advertising the National Gallery and the National … Continue reading
In the cellar with Phil
may 29 6am got up at half five for the dawn chorus. there wasn’t one. What made me think of Phil? Three or four years ago Matt moved into the ground floor flat next door. He was cheery and neighbourly … Continue reading
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Maria and the museum in Exochori
April 18, as scribbled in my notebook: a story which she will never forget – not any detail of it – and which I cannot remember. as it rolled and swelled I did a kind of orchestration by saying, every … Continue reading
hand-baked no. 4: come, friendly bombs!
How exciting! And look, here are some happy people! And St Paul’s, there’s always room for St Paul’s – there’s hardly anything else left. And things, nice things, random things, lots of fun: A better tomorrow! with bicycles, birds and … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, history, politics, in the City, London
Tagged Betjeman, hoardings
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Lonesome deaths (or the inconvenience of dearth)
Bury the rag deep in your face, now is the time for your tears’The lonesome death of Hattie Carroll, Bob Dylan Across the world between 1876 and 1879 drought induced famine led to the deaths of millions of people. The … Continue reading
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a walk in South East London
First I took the train from Stoke Newington to Liverpool Street and walked through our new little Manhattan off Bishopsgate to see the latest skyscrapers we used to call them and the weather was and has been for some time … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, history, politics, mountains, flowers, landscapes, my life, walks
Tagged London
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skylarks, diversity and uniformity
…. and a post script to the last piece, which could go on and on but here’s just one interesting picture. By early May the snow on the ski runs on Parnassos has melted and the stony base of one … Continue reading
Posted in history, politics, mountains, flowers, landscapes
Tagged greece, Rackham, sparrows
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still in Waterloo
An image of the Imax I found on the internet. Out of sight to the left is Waterloo station. The old Shell building behind the Imax has mostly been demolished and replaced with something much bigger. In the foreground you … Continue reading
Posted in and the city, crude satire, going round in circles, history, politics, language
Tagged St John's, Waterloo
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the robin, herbivores in the garden, patriotism, utopia
Bryn Terfel was on R3, a little caption speech for Mendelsohn’s ‘Elijah’ which he listened to at a concert years ago with ‘tears rolling down my cheeks’. I don’t think they roll, do they? not in the sense of turning … Continue reading