With grey skies solidly standing above the South England for weeks upon end these flowers are received with much joy. Beautiful blogs that I have enjoyed from my Reader have lifted spirits upwards from the boggy earth the floods are creating. Reading them takes the mind off the fact that some people are watching water […]
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Walking home, jilted, one late summer’s night it is a delight to stumble upon these tree stumps from Brazil and further a field. The roots carve into each other and infinitely bend into twisted curves providing a mesmering road to nowhere for the eyes to follow. The chap I thought was more than a […]
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My neighbour has a holiday cottage full of the outdoors type. They are frequently lost on our winding roads but I hear them coming up the lane from random chatter on their mobile phones. Right now I have my window open. to catch what drifts in on the breeze. I’m walking my way to work […]
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Photograph taken by Cheri Lucas Rowlands Light bounces of each brick to defy the emptiness of the tunnel in the photograph. This image could work in a gallery as it has depth beyond the bricks and mortar. It reminds me of the colonnades outside the Uffizi where I stood in the rain waiting to see […]
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(to be read amongst friends) Anna- She’s here. Bess- She’s not here. She doesn’t want to be here! It’s a day off from the kitchens of Audley End. Anna- Of course she’s here. It’s a hide and seek game silly! We have to look harder. Bess- She’s never seen this garden before. She’s new to […]
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A car of the 21st century passes the oldest houses in England’s first recorded fort. This is Colchester, where the Roman Army set up camp to begin their onslaught of Saxon England. In the early morning the passing car does not regard these wattle and daub style tenements inspite of their bright colours. This strong […]
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Time and the passing of it seems to be my biggest obstacle and source of frustration. It has taken me three years to complete a script I anticipated finishing in three weeks. I seek some inspiration by attending a talk of a writer I very much admire. He stands formidably strong in this advanced time […]
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The technician has floppy hair, comfortable trainers and can’t get the lantern on the rigging to go straight. He also has a beany hat and no job to go to after this gig. I try to read the thoughts on his mind as I get us two strong large black coffees to keep us focussed […]
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Glass separates the frost outside from the sun beaming in on this mid morning moment in Covent Garden. Dreams are just beginning as the day is ahead of us and a few late market stalls are setting up. Outside there are a few circus performers shuffling around a broken unicycle wondering what to do next. […]
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Watching the students return to their halls after holidays to start the new semester is engaging. Their bags full of fresh binders and heads brimming with renewed commitment makes me want to jump on in and learn something new so I check out my options. http://descenttheatre.co.uk/2013/12/18/playella-fresher-juice-by-lita-doolan/ The online courses google suggests are inspiring and lots […]
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