After watching Life After Life, the TV adaptation of Kate Atkinson’s novel, I’ve been thinking about death and the circularity of time. I live in both the past and the future, as well as savouring the now. I’m back in Wendover for a couple of weeks. This means no swimming, but instead there’s the cat... Continue Reading →
Birthday
I treated myself to the World of Stonehenge exhibition at the British Museum for my birthday. I'd read a review that described it as 'emotional' and 'full of love' for the people whose story it tells. But I tried not to be too influenced by this when I went to see it. I made my... Continue Reading →
England’s loss
Like the person at the heart of a sad montage. The one who’s awake when everyone else is passed out around them, with bottles and cigarettes and torn one dollar bills strewn across the room. The one that lights a cigarette from the embers of last night’s fire, feeds vodka to the house plants before... Continue Reading →
On the night that England played the semi finals…..
......I was double booked. To see Ralph Fiennes perform T. S. Eliot’s Four Quartets. An incredible, beautiful, terrifying and dark performance, being life to the poems in a way I never felt when I read them. Time, life, enjoyment and responsibility; spirituality, nature and death. For 80 minutes I saw it all on that stage.... Continue Reading →
“Harvesting of timber” – I think you mean “deforestation”
Forestry England notice after so-called ‘harvesting of timber’ in Wendover Woods. May 2021, photo by Jessica Zarins Path where there were once trees. May 2021, photo by Jessica Zarins Timber harvest in Wendover Woods. May 2021, photo by Jessica Zarins The only way to find out how old a tree is, is to kill it.... Continue Reading →