A question from a friend and then writing all this brings me to the realisation that I’m perfectly fine with Christmas. A harmless old tradition that brings people together around sparkly lights and a warm fire. It’s the shopping I can’t and won’t abide. This morning my friend Barry threw a question out to the […]
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The Clearing 3: Is this the life we really want?
Previously on The Clearing, Sarah said… “You know the Leeds Liverpool Canal? If you had a year to live would you bother finishing it?” “No” I unhesitatingly replied. A third episode of getting rid of the stuff of our lives that’s lost its meaning. So here at Clearing Central in Liverpool we’ve already made a […]
Christmas Dinner at the Allotment
Well, we don’t do all that running around buying presents and sending cards version of Christmas here, but we’re as up for a celebratory meal as anyone ‘at this special time’. In our case it will be down at Sarah’s allotment. After the previous day’s splendid quality at The Pen Factory everyone is anxious that standards […]
In Granby: The Street Party!
Best Granby 4 Streets Market ever? People in the know seem to think so. And they ought to know. Anyway, let’s go back to the beginning and get off the bus. This one deeply matters. It’s the end of an era and the start of a new one, so everyone wants it to be good. […]
Granby 4 Streets: The Christmas Street Market
And the day was brilliant, best ever. Words and pictures here. There have been Christmas Street Markets in Granby for the last few years as we’ve all been working on pulling a future together for these last four original streets. But this year’s will be particularly special. And you’re invited.This year the houses are on site […]
Christmas is coming: But not to our house
In town today we had a lovely few hours with our friends from Homebaked at the Quaker Meeting House. Principally there to take part in the Christine Physick exhibition of Anfield Art that I wrote about last week, our conversations, in fact, rambled far and wide. Through life and the living of it and the […]
