In June 2013: a garden party, dress code white, at the Villa Rees (or Alice/ Aliki), Ialyssos, Rhodes, Greece. The sun set, the wine flowed, the jazz played and friendships were made.
St George's Day 2017, Colchester, Essex. Waiting for the parade to pass by in the High Street.
As Christmas approaches, I'm full of cold and tired out. But I'm looking outwards and want to pay my respects to the seasonal thank you note (that wonderful tradition, now so often neglected) by sending it to some 'without whom' people... 1. To the dermatology team in London and the dental team in Colchester who … Continue reading Reasons to be grateful: 1, 2, 3.
At St Leonard's in Lexden, Essex.
Perseverance. It all started with the Sunday sermon this week, since when the theme has grown on me. Fortunately, I have realised that, despite 2016 being drunk and long overdue to go home, this year has made me - so, I do and shall persevere. I'm home, too, in Colchester, walking past Number 47 every day, … Continue reading Perseverance
In appreciation of the sea word.
Dear Reader, here we are. It's October, yet it seems only five minutes away from Bye-bye July. Since then, though I have not been reunited with my mojo, we have - at least - high-fived in passing. August was a headfuck. When I wrote Headfuckers: a Precautionary Tale, I left out the auto-headfuck. That should be in there, … Continue reading October (Many)fest