Monthly Archives: August 2013

seamus heaney, 1939-2013

I love the poetry of Seamus Heaney, who was a poet of things beyond Ireland,  an extraordinary achievement, giving the timing of his life.  He wrote about his country, he wrote about the classics, his poetry was on the wall … Continue reading

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and the days dwindle down to a precious few

Oh dear, just as the torpor of high summer disappears, it’s time to go.  Everything’s coming to fruition, being harvested or  going to seed, and I feel at one with it all.  Frantic picking and cooking and freezing, but some … Continue reading

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sloe, sloe

  I think the martini is the only cocktail worth drinking.    A real cocktail glass, a glacial slug of Tanqueray, a whisper of vermouth and a twist.  You need a barman who knows what he’s doing (in London The … Continue reading

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walk me out in the morning dew

              Quite suddenly, we have very heavy overnight precipitation.  Early morning walks result in bare legs being scoured by stubble and brambles, as is normal, but then covered in cool water, which is rather … Continue reading

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merrily we roll along

Time passes. Do the holidaymakers notice?  Days are still blazingly hot, visiting nordic flesh goes pink then sloughs.  Apricots degrade from Rennaisance still life to brown and spotty, and we have the first apples and, of course, the poires saint-jean, … Continue reading

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