Month: November 2017

A Peregrination

The bird feeders in the back garden are a bit of a disappointment. In the summer mice put on engaging gymnastic displays in their endeavours to gain access but not many birds attended.

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Miss Julie

There are glaring gaps in my education and one of them was filled in on Monday evening at the Jermyn Street Theatre.

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Private Insight

My broker periodically sends me a glossy magazine, Private Insight. Hitherto it has been reliably dull, dwelling on the need to contribute to a pension scheme, plan for Inheritance Tax and so on.

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Morning DJ

Radio 3 is not frightened of being quirky. On Sunday there was six hours of music with no interruptions. Sacred River was introduced by Neil MacGregor at 9.00 am and then flowed along presenter-less until 3.00 pm.

Nouveau Pauvres

As we bumble Brexit-wards I worry about my friends with properties in France. How will they manage? We must look to history for guidance.

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Box of Delights

In Salad Days a magic piano is entrusted  to Jane and Timothy by a passing tramp. Frodo Baggins inherits the Ring from his cousin Bilbo and is told by Gandalf to take care of it. For Bertie Wooster in The Code of the Woosters the MacGuffin is an 18th century silver cow-creamer. It is an… Continue reading Box of Delights

Panda Power

I want to ponder the geopolitical ambitions of Russia and China, how they differ from each other and how effective they are.

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New Tricks

My train journey to Suffolk on Wednesday morning was a conspicuous success. Hitherto I took the tube to overcrowded Liverpool Street and caught the train. This time I did it differently.

Dancer

As Howards End is being shown on TV “only connect” is fresh in my mind. On Monday there were some unexpected connections.

Dread Chaos and Eternal Night

Disruption is a word that only has negative connotations for me and I  expect digital disruption to be the prelude to war. Apparently now it means improvement. I snapped the sign above in Victoria this month.