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A walk by the sea

Yesterday I went with my friends from London for a walk by the sea. The coastal air did us good. There were were quite few others doing the same. One of my friends commented that it was the last hurrah. The problem is that the more the government tells people to isolate, the more they are inclined [...]

March 23, 2020 // 0 Comments

Generational differences

Yesterday my p/a Polly and a friend hers drove down for a couple of hours to check I was okay. I soon perceived a very different attitude to the crisis. She and her friend were less interested in the consequences of self-isolation than concerned of catching Coronavirus. I totally respect and carry [...]

March 22, 2020 // 0 Comments

No mobile angst

Given the travails of my colleague with his new phone I was rather fearful of my trip to Vodafone to upgrade my iPhone. My now old mobile was clearly on its last legs – prone to seizures – and the bottom part of the screen did not activate at all. I was an unusual customer because of my [...]

March 11, 2020 // 0 Comments

A good lunch

The late Keith Waterhouse wrote a book about lunch. He would write all morning and then enjoy a long and boozy lunch. Such lunches have passed out of fashion. These days I favour a light lunch at home with a fruity San Pellegrino and a M& S fruit jelly. Yesterday however an old friend of mine [...]

March 7, 2020 // 0 Comments

Same old, same old

I sometimes wonder whether when we Rusters appear a service a notice comes up to the provider: “Ruster alert, be unhelpful” One of my colleagues was berating the dilatory nature in which a finance house produced paperwork – or failed to. I was promised that a pack crystallising a stagnant [...]

March 5, 2020 // 0 Comments

Old credos shattered

You often read in the Rust our despair with dependency on mobile phones. I also adhere to the philosophy that if a day starts badly it rarely recovers. Both were shattered yesterday. I was meeting an old friend of 40 years’ standing who comes down to Brighton regularly. In spite of or maybe [...]

February 25, 2020 // 0 Comments

Postcard from plague city

You might have thought that Brighton and Hove, with five recorded cases of coronavirus, is a city in panic. Far from it. I now travel on the buses as I have a senior free pass. I have noted that illness is frequent topic of conversation on buses, especially as the number 7, which goes through the [...]

February 13, 2020 // 0 Comments

A funeral of a friend

Yesterday I attended the funeral of the father of a fellow Ruster. On the train journey along the South Coast I reflected on why we go to funerals: is it duty, paying your last respects, support, obligation? In my case it was to pay my last respects.  I was flattered to be considered close enough [...]

February 5, 2020 // 0 Comments

The BBC – it was not ever thus

I am reading an excellent book – Last Hope Island by Lynne Olson. It is an account of how many Europeans notably heads of government, or self-styled ones like Charles de Gaulle, came to the UK in 1940 as it was the only substantial western European democracy not under the Nazi jack boot. The [...]

January 24, 2020 // 0 Comments

Banks – revisited

The issue of bank service – or lack of it – is something discussed in this illustrious organ and I make no apology in returning to it now after a recent visit. There are only 2 Barclays banks in the centre of  the city in which I live, one of which was closed for refurbishment. I had [...]

January 21, 2020 // 0 Comments

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