Oliver: Dancing towards a new dawn

If you lived with me, and only Sarah does, you would know that at the least provocation or simply for the joy of it I will burst out singing my favourite bits from Lionel Bart’s musical “Oliver.” My “favourite bits” amounting to the whole thing actually. That musical is one of the greatest joys of …

The Emergence of the Allium

They’re a kind of onion are the allium. So maybe it sounds mundane to say I’ve had my heart lifted here at the allotment this morning by the emergence of a bunch of onions. But that’s the truth. They haven’t suddenly emerged, of course, and have clearly been on their way for a few weeks …

A local miracle

While the news keeps coming in from India of the dire situation there, with new virus diagnoses running at well over 300,000 a day and where deaths have passed 200,000, I got up this morning and walked to our local version of a miracle, just to get things in perspective. Out to a large hall …

In my own company

I’ve always been happy in my own company. From childhood days playing imaginary Grand Prix races with my Dinky and Corgi racing cars, to the not long after then days when my solitary walkings began. Out round the lanes that led from overspill Maghull to the still rural Lancashire boroughs beyond Liverpool in the 1960s. …

Yesterday was perfectly lovely

Yesterday was perfectly lovely, a long day’s walking with an old friend. Talking through the last few years of each of our lives. How our loved ones are, and our loved things too. The places and ideas we’ve been putting our time into. Going on to the deep places where “And how are you in …