Author: bish
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Four seasons in one day…
What a difference a day makes. Above us, only yesterday. Below us, well… the one on the left was while we were out, and the one on the right about five minutes after we got in! That’s the road outside my window… The delights of living in a liminal place between the waters of the…
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Today, through my lens
You might know already that I have maintained a daily photojournal at Blipfoto for several years, and generally find one decent photograph to accompany the meandering waffle with which I diarise my day. Today, there were simply too many for one journal! So I thought I might put them here, and maybe I might even…
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Taking to the streets
For the first year in a long time I’m not involved in this year’s Civil Act of Remembrance, and it’s given me a moment to consider some of the wider implications of the event less connected with the thing itself. I’m not ill, but Janet was covid positive for fifteen days solid and only went…
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Voter ID
Currently, in the USA, the votes are being counted. This post is not about them. In the UK, a Bill was published in late October describing the way in which Voter ID will be implemented in the Election Act 2022. The first use of Voter ID is declared to be in the local elections of…
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The cost of “free” speech
Um… a thinking aloud waffle, because the ongoing implosion of Twitter has called me to reconsider my views on how I feel about free speech. It’s ok, I haven’t changed; I simply find I’m reassessing how I describe myself in that regard. I’ve always labelled myself as an advocate of free speech and an opponent…
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Under the Oak
Under the oak we met, and played. When Sun was hot, in shade we stayed. It cooled the breeze, and branches swayed. It served us well, and all unpaid… But now today I look, dismayed. This gorgeous tree has been betrayed. Who felt they could, this oak, degrade; Who’s moral code has been mislaid? Now…
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Belonging to the Land
I wrote the other day of an apocryphal link between monarchy and landscape, while referring to the recent death of the Queen. It’s probably born of legends and mythology such as the Fisher King and Bran, but I was thinking about actual physical connections today. They’ve locked her up in lead and oak, sealed so…
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Hail to the King
I spent all morning getting ready for the thing itself. Tested the parish council web site in a black theme I’d prepared some time back… made sure the vicar was managing the Book of Condolence… checked we still didn’t have a flagpole… The London Bridge plan has long been in place, but then I went…
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Here we go again
Things don’t happen in polite sequence; one thing following gently after another. And so it is again today as we nervously await the news from Buck House. Is London Bridge fallen? But alongside that is the news that our continuity Prime Minister is about to overturn the hard won ban on fracking in Britain, and…
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The Joy of Balloons
We made it down to Bristol for the last dawn ascent of the Balloon Fiesta. We had tried for the evenings previously, becuase let’s face it, who gets up at five in the morning to watch balloons? Ok fine, but not me, generally. The evenings had all been cancelled, because of the apparent turbulence up…
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