Today is my youngest daughter’s birthday. Just over a week ago she got married to the young man of her dreams, whom she has known for over ten years, and whom we have grown to know and love very much too. The wedding was spectacular, and one of my profoundest joys was being asked to […]Read Post ›
Good Friday always used to be the most difficult day of the year for me. When I was little it was the beginning of the most boring long weekend of the year. Friday was a bank holiday – there was absolutely nowhere to go, nothing to do, all the shops were shut, it was usually […]Read Post ›
Once upon a time I used to teach creativity. Not on the sense of art or music, but as a way of life. I might publish the little paper I wrote as my starting point, heavily influenced by some really creative practitioners, but that is not my purpose today. Today I will only address one […]Read Post ›
A very unusual book. Beautifully written. crafted in fact. I feel I should go back and read it all over again and really indulge myself and relish the language. Unfortunately I am not going to do that, because I have so many other books to read. Quality over quantity, you say? I agree. In theory […]Read Post ›
I have had this scarf for sixty years. It is one of my oldest and most treasured possessions. But it was not until today that I thought to investigate the writing on it. Thank goodness for the Internet. I discovered that in 1962 there were international skiing championships in Poland. This is what Wikipedia has […]Read Post ›
I had a lovely day today. We went to my youngest daughter’s for a delicious lunch, made by her fiancé – husband to be in two weeks, eek, and accompanied by his mother and uncle and my son. The only person I was sad was not there, was my eldest daughter, but she’s just moved […]Read Post ›
We planted this Camellia over thirty years ago. We chose it because it was supposed to be winter flowering. Our garden in London is tiny and north facing and we thought it would cheer us up. Well, it definitely had a mind of its own. The first few years produced a few desultory blooms and […]Read Post ›
Maja is my one of my oldest and best friends. I have known her since September 1965 when she started going to my school. I knew her father before then, as he worked with my mum, and her brother, Tom, and I knew of her- but had never met her until she started at my […]Read Post ›
Many years ago my husband I both discovered a love for the music of the twenties and thirties. Forties stuff was also acceptable. We had come to it from different directions. When I was at University I had spent many weeks in Sheffield crossing the city so I could watch the next episode of Pennies […]Read Post ›
I wonder who remembers this face. If any of his family ever come across it then please get in touch. David’s birthday was on 15th March. He used to joke about the portents and then one day his worst fear was realised and he sadly died in May 1990, a very few weeks after being […]Read Post ›
Life Through Basia's Eyes 