Category Archives: language

At Vodnikov Dom 3 Velo Polje, WW1, Sheila’s surgeon

Posted on October 29, 2014 by jonathan trustram

Vodnikov Dom sits below the cliffs of the north side of Tosc, protected by a little rocky knoll with a few larch trees on it, and just about on the tree line; the window of my room framed a section … Continue reading →

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the blood donor

Posted on September 29, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Here’s a story with a good and easy ending (easy to tell), but I haven’t worked out how to tell the middle. I went to give blood a few years ago, at the anonymous, cosmopolitan donor centre in the West … Continue reading →

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A bit of a laugh

Posted on August 30, 2012 by jonathan trustram

There was a Tory MP on the radio this morning warning against a wealth tax. He said we must be careful not to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs. Like that MP I know little about economics but … Continue reading →

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Cypripedium calceolus

Posted on August 28, 2012 by jonathan trustram

I spent a few days in the Gasterntal in Switzerland at the end of June, (in 2012). There in the woods grows the only north European orchid with the extravagant beauty of many tropical orchids. That it is to be … Continue reading →

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There’s an old photo on the kitchen wall. A camp site on the French Atlantic coast south of Bordeaux, in the foreground a pallet for a table looking oddly like a big chess board, with a baby’s bottle, a tin … Continue reading →

Posted on March 4, 2012 by jonathan trustram | Leave a comment

notes on plants, ideas for the herb garden at St George’s

Posted on January 29, 2012 by jonathan trustram

Ideas for the herb garden at St George’s           ( spring and winter 2011) …and for a Chelsea Fringe walk and talk I went to Kew one summer’s day last year and had a look at the Queen’s Garden, the 17th … Continue reading →

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1 New Change

Posted on November 28, 2010 by jonathan trustram

It began promisingly, with the boys’ own drama of demolition and diggers and a new view of St Paul’s from the east: And giant bundles of steel swinging through the first cold air of winter, two years ago: As the … Continue reading →

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la gargouille bourgeoise

Posted on October 25, 2010 by jonathan trustram

I was thinking again about our exit from the Blackwall tunnel on our way to France. We’ve just emerged from the narrow coils of the tunnel, the road is still a single carriage way and I haven’t seen a sign … Continue reading →

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