I am getting all behind with the news both personal and societal partly because so many things are going on. Boris being declared unlawful for example in a landmark decision by the Supreme Court. Luckily I turned over the TV just as the decision was being declared so that their thinking was clear. Ironically the lack of back up documentation seems to have been part of the problem, an incredibly naive, sort of we shut down parliament because we did, rather than any justification for their action so that the judges almost had no choice but to find him illegal once they had decided that their could judge the shut down.
You would have thought that Boris would have been chastened a tad, but no he and his side kicks came out swinging in what was such a vicious attack especially on women MPs that I thought his partner should have walked on him in disgust. Same day impeachment proceedings started against Trump.
Meanwhile in Japan brother Nic, and his wife, were winging pictures from the Australia V Wales/ Wales v Georgia match back home, much to my delight. But I have spent more and more sleepless nights since getting an offer on my home trying to work out the right thing to do. I have asked them to increase the offer as that will make what I am trying to do more feasible but no word. Meanwhile it has been rather nice to be home. In art we had a wonderful inks use workshop and today the garden group have been making a scarecrow for the local church festival.
Prior to that I had a lovely week away in WAles in the full heat of the sun was just wonderful and I finally found a place I wanted to live, got to the theatre in Brecon and saw the Chekhov shorts, which had me guffawing into my hands by the end, but the house was not in Machynlleth and I think as a town that is a place that really suits me. All around town there are veg growing tubs with help your self on them and they just look lovely. I also managed to find the town growing scheme. So whilst in some ways I am much clearer than I was on what I want to do, all the options are still on the table. One of the good things about Mac though was staying in the very old school hotel, a great excuse each day to try another of their cooked breakfasts, then through out the town there are good cafes and I got to chat to lots of people and be shown around the Owain Glyndwr centre, so all in all a very successful trip.
You would have thought that Boris would have been chastened a tad, but no he and his side kicks came out swinging in what was such a vicious attack especially on women MPs that I thought his partner should have walked on him in disgust. Same day impeachment proceedings started against Trump.
Meanwhile in Japan brother Nic, and his wife, were winging pictures from the Australia V Wales/ Wales v Georgia match back home, much to my delight. But I have spent more and more sleepless nights since getting an offer on my home trying to work out the right thing to do. I have asked them to increase the offer as that will make what I am trying to do more feasible but no word. Meanwhile it has been rather nice to be home. In art we had a wonderful inks use workshop and today the garden group have been making a scarecrow for the local church festival.
Prior to that I had a lovely week away in WAles in the full heat of the sun was just wonderful and I finally found a place I wanted to live, got to the theatre in Brecon and saw the Chekhov shorts, which had me guffawing into my hands by the end, but the house was not in Machynlleth and I think as a town that is a place that really suits me. All around town there are veg growing tubs with help your self on them and they just look lovely. I also managed to find the town growing scheme. So whilst in some ways I am much clearer than I was on what I want to do, all the options are still on the table. One of the good things about Mac though was staying in the very old school hotel, a great excuse each day to try another of their cooked breakfasts, then through out the town there are good cafes and I got to chat to lots of people and be shown around the Owain Glyndwr centre, so all in all a very successful trip.
Sandwiched in between the trip to France and Wales, I paid Old London town a visit - a bit fairly near the South Bank University in Bermondsey where there is a textile museum, I had not really heard of it until recently but there was a lovely if small exhibition of Peruvian costumes, which reminded me a bit of those seen in Ecuador. Then this week, I delivered my application for the trip to China and got out sufficiently early to head to Wilton's Music Hall for the Old Stock A Refugee Love Story. I had seen the main singer at Cambridge and he had mentioned he had this piece on, it consisted of the tunes I had already heard and a very effecting stark story of escape to Canada from the Romanian pogroms. Both this production and the Chekhov, showed the great versatility of actors who are musicians too. Interesting and unexpected Q and A after with the production team and representatives of refugee groups.
Last but not least, posted a poem on the Places project https://www.placesofpoetry.org.uk/
Compared to many of my friends I do not have a busy life, but this seems fairly busy to me.
Oh and also time to say farewell to my best friend in this area. Someone who has made the lonely times disappear, just simple walks and chats, by the river can make the whole world better.
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