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I attended the funeral today of Gordon Cheesbrough, a dear friend; he had lived a long and fulfilled life, and served his country during the war, flying Spitfires. At the commemoration service, a poem was read by a friend of his which was appropriate in many ways to the life we were celebrating. The poet […]
MoreI’ve written before about gates and doorways, how fascinating I find them, how intriguing. I don’t see them as a barrier to something, I see them as a way through to something, what lies belong you’ll never know unless you go through the doorway or open the gate. I think this comes from my childhood […]
MoreMy grandmother was obviously dressed up for something, a play, a carnival, just for fun? She was born in 1888, so she must have been between 16-20 here, I think, so this photo would have been taken just after the turn of the century. I somehow don’t imagine Edwardian young ladies dressing in boys’ costumes, […]
MoreWe all loved the delicious poppy cake Barbara made for us at the English conversation class party; it was nutty and apple-y and mmmm, yummy! Barbara has sent me the recipe, I had to change a couple of words and I haven’t yet made the cake, but a friend gave me some apples, and I […]
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