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Category Archives: history, politics
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
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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
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skylarks
…. 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
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
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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
garden notes 31, giving up the inula, salvias patens and uliginosa, scientists, Heathrow, myrtle – old wood and new wood
At Heathrow airport, in Terminal 5 departures a series of glass cases show artefacts and copies of artefacts which were found during the building works. One of the biggest archaeological investigations in history. Obviously, since Terminal 5 goes on for … Continue reading
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some notes (on marketing, brexit and language)
I am sorry to announce that I was on a train from Paddington to St Austell just before christmas and as we travelled through the silver-grey Somerset floods in a leisurely row row row your boat sort of way the … Continue reading
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from my diaries for 2016
I ordered some more sunflower seeds from the RSPB and at the end of the transaction appeared the phrase “I helped give nature a home”. Will nature give me one? July 9 from pocket to pocket, to the mantelpiece, … Continue reading
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The journey home
I had a ticket – three tickets – for a daring train journey back from Switzerland. Daring to a Brit that is: you wouldn’t contemplate such a journey in this country. It went like this: dep. Pontresina 8.02 arr. Samedan … Continue reading
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