We’re having one of the most beautiful autumns I can remember and I enjoyed wandering around Liverpool taking my autumnal pictures so much last week that I had intended to do the same thing again today. For various reasons, some of them even quite good, I didn’t manage to get out walking at all today. But late in the afternoon I did get half an hour with my camera at Sarah’s allotment and here are the best of the pictures I took.
Today a very personal post from my partner Sarah about her best friend Rachel, who died three years ago.
When Sarah was diagnosed with breast cancer eight years ago now, she fairly soon wanted to find her sisters. Other women who’d shared some of her experiences and ‘been in some of the same rooms’ as we always described those places and days of rapid diagnosis, treatment decisions and prognosis. Other women she could really talk to.
Well finding these sisters took a while, a great while. But eventually, through social media, into her life they came. Americans for the most part, and an Australian living in the States in one very particular, opinionated and lovable case. Rachel from New Jersey.
Their friendship was brief, as you’ll hear, but deep and intensely joyous. Their regular Skypes changed the sound of our house. And Rachel’s love brought the sparkle back into Sarah’s eyes. A spark and a sparkle the eventually ebbing grief of these past three years has never subsequently extinguished.
And of course Rachel and these years since changed my life too. Made me value the living of it more than ever before. But you’ll know about that already if you’ve read my ‘Year to live’ posts.
So here is Sarah, remembering Rachel. Continue reading
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 are kept up.
Summertime, and what with the vicious bedroom tax and hundreds of thousands relying on foodbanks to feed the family, the living is definitely not easy for many people here in Britain. But when the sun shines all day like it did this Saturday the living gets undoubtedly easier, if only for the day.
So, too hot to write much or think much, let’s enjoy the day. Beginning in Granby.
Completing a year of Friday Walks reports with a tour of some of our favourite places.
Suddenly, a beautiful day. Sunny and warm and Spring-like. We know this is all wrong for 4th January, but we want to get out and enjoy it. And rather than spend the whole day on one walk, we decide to do several short ones, and see how lots of the Wirral Peninsula’s doing on this splendid day.
Remember this was our ‘Café of the Year’ for 2012. Welcomed warmly back, we’re still on the paper plates though, unlike the regulars.
Before moving on to our second destination. Continue reading