Category Archives: my life

anyway – I was going to say – in usual fashion I lay on the sofa and quickly constructed a little essay about the tulip, T. orphanidea in Parnonas – then it immediately seems like a chore to actually write … Continue reading →

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in Greece, 2024

I measure my decline against the mountain’s incline. This year I was still able, slowly, to walk up from Anavriti to Livadi, from 700 metres above sea level to 1400 metres and then back down by a more circuitous route … Continue reading →

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A dream come true (and an easy walk)

The other day I remembered that I’d written down a dream in the night. I couldn’t remember the dream, but I remembered writing it down. So I opened the little notebook that sits waiting by the bed and read: the … Continue reading →

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Easy Walks No 6, at home and abroad

Easy walks are becoming more elusive; well, let’s face it, they were never always easy. A friend of mine was out on an easy walk with a friend in flat suffolk last winter, both were around the age of 80, … Continue reading →

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into the past again, naturally: the perfect tulip?

Of course I don’t have a favourite flower, but this is it. In 2016, in April, at the end of a trip to Greece, I drove a long way round back towards the airport, though Parnon, or Parnonas, in the … Continue reading →

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Ely Diary

ONE August 16. A notice advertises a visit to a ‘secret garden’, the garden of the old Bishop’s Palace, it doesn’t say what the tickets cost, but since it’s organised by the Cromwell’s House business it won’t be cheap. Just … Continue reading →

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After the first frost in November

It’s as if the subjects of the garden have been subjected to a citizenship test, a freeze and thaw torture which has exposed the illegals. The plectranthus now are scarecrows, cobweb grey; their dead tissues flop, inert, unless stirred by … Continue reading →

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Hand baked from locally sourced ingredients No 8

I’ve been told that going on about Thames Water is boring and I agree but what can I do – the other day I got up and opened the curtain and look: There they are again, making yet more improvements, … Continue reading →

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Water – meanders

(After the New River – ) After the New River I began to think about water mills. And I received a recovered memory. In Bosnia in about 1969, (not that we knew at the time that it was Bosnia, we … 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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