St Augustine’s Priory. Form III. The first year of senior school. It would be year 7 these days. I had just arrived, and was settling in to the boarding system, just about, but the classroom was another kettle of fish. Luckily I didn’t find any of the work at all difficult (apart form PE and […]Read Post ›
Village life has almost passed us by since we first started weekending, now almost weeking here. Lots of reasons for this, none very good, but things seem to be slowly changing. A few weeks ago we were asked if we like opera, because opera is coming to town. Yes I said. Where will it be? […]Read Post ›
or How I spent the best part of the week in bed. Covid really takes it out of you. What can you do except read. So read I did. I in fact took this book with me on holiday and brought it back unopened. Just as well as I would have been really stuck this […]Read Post ›
A great little book -humour, philosophy, romance, food. What more can you want in a novel?It just reminded me of a holiday we had in France many years ago, in 1989 in fact, when en route to the south we stayed one night in a Campanile in Vendome. There was no restaurant, so we asked […]Read Post ›
This film made by Piotr Szkopiak was due to be released five years ago both in Poland and in the English speaking world, but somehow was never properly distributed, although it is available on streaming services and very occasionally in independent cinemas. As I knew it dealt with the Crime of Katyń, or the Katyń […]Read Post ›
O Very enjoyable and fascinating story of espionage and derring-do. I would have enjoyed it more if it had been pure fiction. As it is a mostly true tale I could not stop thinking about all the gruesome death and destruction that occurred leading up to and around the operation. Of course, things could have […]Read Post ›
Couldn’t put it down. Better than the first Thursday Club, because it doesn’t spend so much time explaining who is who. I love Joyce and her self deprecating asides. Lovely Bogdan, the token Pole, has a smaller role to play here, but still twinkles blue eyes and tattoos when necessary. Chris, the fat policeman who […]Read Post ›
Another great book by AK Turner. I feel I should have read the first in the series first but, never mind. I enjoyed the twists and turns that Cassie Raven, mortuary assistant, suffers in her search for the truth about her parents. Most of all of course I loved the fact that our heroine’s grandmother […]Read Post ›
A few days ago I wrote about my minuscule part in The Crucible, by Arthur Miller, a play written as an allegory to the witch-huntery of communists and sympathisers in McCarthy’s America. A powerful play, when properly performed, thought provoking and disturbing. Witch-hunting is nothing new. Rumour, the spread of gossip, the false reporting, conspiracy […]Read Post ›
For all those mentioned in the programme. If you remember, get in touch! Looking through some stuff the other day I came across this newspaper cutting, lovingly preserved by my father, and the memories of one of my most embarrassing moments came flooding back. As you may have realised, acting is not one of my […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 