Monthly Archives: August 2012

Shadow in Toy Town

The nearby folk festival brought hundreds of people to the town’s shops at the weekend, many of them in family groups. They attend year by year and the festival has been going for nearly half a century. Parents in anoraks, … Continue reading

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Incoming Tide

My apologies to anyone who has looked for my posts recently and found none. Old age is like a chill, incoming tide. I write for my contemporaries who may not feel they can or should talk about these matters. The grey … Continue reading

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A Bike Ride and a Tramp

Goodbye summer. That’s how it feels this evening at 7.30 by the sun. It is dusk already. Our part of England is on the cusp between sun and rain. We’ve managed to avoid the rain but the sky is overcast. … Continue reading

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Swallows and Tractors

Most of the wheat in the fields around here has been harvested. It  has happened very suddenly, during this brief spell of good weather. On a winding road today, Mrs Llew and I came upon a tractor, followed by a … Continue reading

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Peace and a Question

I was sitting in the garden this evening after Mrs Llew and I had struggled to empty the leaking rainwater barrel, can by can, into our duckweed-covered pond. I was exhausted. I had a glass of wine before me. The … Continue reading

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Wednesday

Imperceptibly, then noticeably,  the days get shorter. I remember our years in North London, when, on Wednesday evenings,  I attended the Holy Communion service at our 19th Century red-brick ‘High’ church. The sun shone into the Lady Chapel  at 8pm. Then, … Continue reading

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