Saturday 16th February Hi All, I want to start with a bold statement: we are all selfish. The more we age, the more we want to cling onto life. It's the old survival instinct. That's why it's important to pause at each Valentine Day and realise how important our family and friends are. The love and support they give us and hopefully we return; slows down that selfish gene and makes us glad to be human. To love and be loved; makes us humble, content and lucky. VvvvvvvvVvvvvv My synapses, as you have probably figured, fire strangely. Example: lucky made me think of gambling- having a bet - favourite jockeys; which led me to Jimmy Uttley . Jimmy As you can tell, if you clicked on the above link, jockey Jimmy Uttley, as far as I know, only rode over hurdles, rather than fences. He will always be associated with the great Persian War, on whom he won three champion hurdles at the Cheltenham Festival 1968 - 1970 I have tried to l...
Just to make sure you saw some wild fowl; above is a little video taken yesterday (20/10) at Abbey Mill, Tewkesbury. Returning now to our 3Pub Walk: Retrace your steps from the hide to the meadow. As I mentioned in my previous post, normally there is plenty of geese, ducks, birds etc. to view. The above picture taken at an earlier occasion gives a better idea of what you would expect to see walking away from the hide. Enlarging this picture, will help to demonstrate the activity in the pond. As you walk away down the meadow keep to the path with a ditch to your left. The path curves away to the right until it reaches a gate into another field. This leads you out of the wetlands; and after crossing into the field, your path takes you left and follows the line of the hedge. After 100 metres you will reach this fence. There is a stile in the far left on your path; but sometimes to the right of this picture a gate is left open which also a...
I found this poem from the Late Mervyn Peake and judged it worthy of your attention. " With people, so with trees: when there are groups of either, men or trees, some will remain aloof while others cluster where one stoops to breathe some dusky secret. Some complain And some gesticulate and some are blind; some toss their heads above green towns: some freeze for lack of love in corpses of mankind; some laugh; some mourn; with people, so with trees." Taken from " A World Away- A Memoir of Mervyn Peake " by Maeve Gilmore. (1971) Ck.
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