In a Summer Garden

It’s almost as if the weather in England knows this is supposed to be the Glastonbury weekend and is responding according to the sun-baked then mud-spattered traditions of so many Festivals gone by. In our allotment there’s a festival on anyway, of bright colours and abundant life. And Sarah and I have spent today, Sunday, […]

Walking Into Stanley Park

This is my baby park, the place that first defined the word ‘park’ for me. I was born across the road in Diana Street, on the Walton side of the park and I’m often here still. Walking round, reading, meeting people and just being. The park’s in good shape, much used and loved these days […]

Happiness

It’s the greatest thing that we possess, you know? But what does it look like and feel like? Well here goes. For my screen saver at the moment I’m using all the photographs of Granby that Nick Hedges took for Shelter around 1969. Because they’re some of the best photographs I’ve ever seen and because day […]

In Praise of Patience & Democracy

I first published this ‘Patience’ post early in March this year. Now, here in mid-April, I’m publishing this revised edition for two good reasons: To update you on how the garden is going, and because, while gardening, I’ve been thinking about democracy. ✹ I’ve never been a particularly patient person, quite the opposite in fact. […]

A Glimpse of Sky

‘There are times I think I would gladly die for a glimpse of sky’ Or at least that how the song goes in my memory. I also think it was written by Judy Collins. And though neither of these memories turns out to be true it’s Judy Collins who’s singing the song in my head, […]

Sarah’s Hands and Gloves

A letter from Sarah, introduced by Ronnie. Have you ever known anyone whose fingers were gradually curling up into the palms of their hands, couldn’t be fully straightened out and were getting worse over time? If you have they might have a disease called Dupuytrens Contracture. Actor Bill Nighy does, you may have noticed from […]