Category Archives: language

A litany of praise

Posted on March 1, 2021 by jonathan trustram

A slide show litany might be a way to overcome or avoid altogether the difficulties I’m having writing this piece, which is to follow on from my embarrassment at getting lost and being stuck in a little red car when … Continue reading →

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Experiencing fully

Posted on December 6, 2020 by jonathan trustram

the cover of the Kew magazine shouts out: the new way to LOVE WINTER What was wrong with the old way, I wonder. And what is the new way? Well, you have to slow down, and STOP, LOOK, LOVE   … Continue reading →

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still in Waterloo

Posted on November 22, 2020 by jonathan trustram

An image of the Imax I found on the internet. Out of sight to the right 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 →

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garden notes 31, giving up the inula, salvias patens and uliginosa, scientists, Heathrow, myrtle – old wood and new wood

Posted on September 5, 2020 by jonathan trustram

 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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garden notes no 28, inside the lily

Posted on July 24, 2020 by jonathan trustram

Here are the pollen laden anthers of a newly opened flower of Lilium longifolium. They are attached to a slender thread called a filament. (I’m writing this out to teach myself as much as you.) Together, anther and filament make … Continue reading →

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Garden Notes no. 19 geraniums and pelargoniums

Posted on May 14, 2020 by jonathan trustram

  Geranium (psilostemon)   Pelargonium (sidoides) Geranium (sanguineum) Pelargonium (Royal Oak) Geranium (pratense) Pelargonium (Sweet Mimosa) Geranium (palmatum) Pelargonium (Cola Bottles) Geranium (robertianum, herb robert) Pelargonium (Lemon Fancy) Geranium (pyrenaicum) Pelargonium (the one that used to be common in chip … Continue reading →

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some notes (on marketing, brexit and language)

Posted on September 17, 2019 by jonathan trustram

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

Posted on January 26, 2019 by jonathan trustram

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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Names (of limited interest)

Posted on November 4, 2018 by jonathan trustram

I wrote and quoted the below some time ago. I actually looked for it in my blog for some time before I realised that it was unfinished and ‘unpublished’. Here it is, unedited. I came back to it because I’ve … Continue reading →

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A proper blog post 2, mostly trains

Posted on October 16, 2018 by jonathan trustram

News from the mainline, whilst waiting for the local train. A few weeks ago you saw trains which said LNER at the front and VIRGIN at the back. Now they’ve almost completed the paint job. But cleverly they’ve kept Beardie’s … Continue reading →

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